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term='forms'/><category term='windows'/><category term='jalapeno peppers'/><category term='Washington DC'/><category term='papers'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><category term='pants'/><category term='SAT'/><category term='tech'/><category term='musical'/><category term='decorations'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='research'/><category term='panic at the disco'/><category term='boobs'/><category term='ohio'/><category term='band camp'/><category term='cop'/><category term='videos'/><category term='party'/><category term='lunch help'/><category term='single'/><category term='break'/><category term='employee'/><category term='policies'/><category term='museums'/><category term='blog'/><category term='book'/><category term='tire'/><category term='television'/><category term='trip'/><category term='bubbles'/><category term='time'/><category term='life'/><category term='cliche'/><category term='fixed'/><category term='food'/><category term='goodyear'/><category term='corvette'/><category term='play'/><category term='mrs rienstra'/><category term='religion'/><category term='mall'/><category term='appointment'/><category term='god'/><category term='colon'/><category term='duck'/><category term='kendra'/><category term='double cheeseburger'/><category term='grilled cheese'/><category term='snow'/><category term='denny&apos;s'/><category term='Rita'/><category term='mess up'/><title type='text'>I am Switzerland.</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;these are the things that make sean's head go explody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3285188368718541442</id><published>2008-09-01T20:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:25:28.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins.</title><content type='html'>Well, I just got back from camping this weekend.  It was okay, just not stellar.  And not blog-worthy, either.  Some high points, some low points.  And some sub-earth level points.  Now I'm unpacking and getting all my school stuff ready.  And next weekend, I'm going to go camping again.  I'm actually excited for school to start.  I like routine, and though it's nice to have a break, I just wan to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "So What" - Pink&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired/excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3285188368718541442?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3285188368718541442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3285188368718541442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3285188368718541442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3285188368718541442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4235092302594104839</id><published>2008-08-21T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:07:38.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ticket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road closed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah...I got my first ticket.</title><content type='html'>So...I'm just going to say it like it is.  Today, I was going to work.  The road I normally take to work was being re-paved or something, but I've seen people go through it, despite the "ROAD CLOSED" signs and barricades.  The barricades were positioned so that cars could get through (why, I don't know), anyway.  So, I go through, thinking it was no big deal.  After all, everybody else was doing it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the light at the end of the road, and it was red.  So I'm sitting there, and a cop car pulls up behind me &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; suddenly and turns his flashers on.  I'm thinking "&lt;b&gt;shitshitshit&lt;/b&gt;!!!"  So I put it in park, and sat there, waiting for the guy to come out.  He comes to my window, and asks for my ID and registration/insurance.  Apparently, it's still illegal to go through a "ROAD CLOSED" road, even though everybody else was going through it without trouble.  He takes my ID and shit, and says "okay, I'll be right back with your ticket!"  Like it's a frickin' prize or something.  Grr.  He comes back out with the ticket, and gives my stuff back.  Any questions? he says.  No, yadda yadda, whatever.  Okay, have a nice day!  I know, technically, I shouldn't have done it.  But the thing is, while he was talking to me and writing my ticket, tons of cars went by him, and obviously came through the road closed sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my parents after I got home from work, and they were understanding about it.  So, I'm going to call the number on the ticket tomorrow, and either find out how much I owe and pay it, or go to court and settle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4235092302594104839?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4235092302594104839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4235092302594104839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4235092302594104839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4235092302594104839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/08/yeah-yeahi-got-my-first-ticket.html' title='Yeah, yeah...I got my first ticket.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7535425033261090866</id><published>2008-07-23T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:22:49.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='length'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>I haven't posted in this in a while...sorry.</title><content type='html'>Yeah....sorry about my length of absence from Blogger.&amp;nbsp; I'm at work right now, so I've got to make it quick.&amp;nbsp; Again, I'm going to use the bullet style for when I'm in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tony might join tech. Oh boy...*think of him, Robert and James together using power tools.* lol&lt;br /&gt;~New myspace layout/about me survey.&amp;nbsp; Check it out at www.myspace.com/iamseanf&lt;br /&gt;~I'm still obsessed with Edward Cullen.&amp;nbsp; And the next book comes out while we're at band camp... &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;~I filled my car up &lt;b&gt;completely &lt;/b&gt;with gas today.&amp;nbsp; Only took me $52, but it was cheap! lol&lt;br /&gt;~Going to Ohio Friday/Saturday, and band camp Monday-Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Thunder" - Boys Like Girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Mood: rockin'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7535425033261090866?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7535425033261090866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7535425033261090866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7535425033261090866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7535425033261090866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-havent-posted-in-this-in-whilesorry.html' title='I haven&apos;t posted in this in a while...sorry.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1114394298402466464</id><published>2008-06-08T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:27:11.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electricity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand ledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McShell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generator'/><title type='text'>I has no electrics.</title><content type='html'>Well, that's not totally true.  I do have a generator hooked up to my house, but that'll only last while I have gas to feed it.  So when the gas is gone, so is the energy.  Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into work at 3:45, no big deal.  At about 5:00, I was told that almost everybody in Grand Ledge had no power.  And guess what entire group of people came to our McD's 'cause we had power?  Yep, Grand Ledge.  I was totally not able to rest until about 6:45, and even then, there was still a mild amount of business.  I was scrambling; putting meat down, picking it up, making menu items, doing whatever else we didn't have enough people for, and so on.  This went on for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go now - and get some sleep for tomorrow, because my brother goes off to a 1 week summer camp tomorrow morning.  I'm so happy...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Lollipop" - Lil' Wayne&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired, excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1114394298402466464?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1114394298402466464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1114394298402466464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1114394298402466464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1114394298402466464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-no-electrics.html' title='I has no electrics.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1928887076423028565</id><published>2008-06-07T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:13:02.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><title type='text'>My McD schedule</title><content type='html'>In case anybody wants to pop their head into McShell and say hi to me while I'm working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/8 - 3:45pm-8:00pm&lt;br /&gt;6/10 - 4:00pm-7:00pm&lt;br /&gt;6/11 - 3:00pm-8:00pm&lt;br /&gt;6/12 - 6:15pm-9:00pm&lt;br /&gt;6/13 - 3:00pm-5:45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Time Of My Life" - David Cook&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: awake 'cause of the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1928887076423028565?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1928887076423028565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1928887076423028565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1928887076423028565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1928887076423028565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-mcd-schedule.html' title='My McD schedule'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5417029616880546778</id><published>2008-06-06T16:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:30:32.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suspension'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodyear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp ebersole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='800 pages'/><title type='text'>What time is it?  SUMMERTIME!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to start off with the matter most important right now.  You all know that ugly noise and smell that my tire was making?  Well, my dad took the car to Goodyear and apparently, a bolt had fallen out of the lower control arm, making the wheel slide back and forth.  It officially was not my fault!  He left it there overnight, so my mom's gonna have to transport me to the SAT test tomorrow at the High School.  He also says that it's gonna be cheap - much cheaper than going to Graff Chevy (where we normally take it (but it's not really safe on the highway)) or any other place.  Bottom line: my car's going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I've got to study this 800 page book for the SAT test tomorrow...it really sucks.  Granted, I could've started studying before this, but, being the procrastinator that I am, totally forgot about it and now it's tomorrow at 8:00 am.  So this isn't going to be a terribly long update...but since it's summer now, the updates should come more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is officially the first day of summer vacation.  And it's a good....92 degrees outside.  Wonderful.  This coming Monday, my brother goes off to Camp Ebersole (nature camp somewhere other than Lansing), and he'll be gone all week.  Then during the week, I can enjoy all the peace and quiet that he normally disturbs.  And work, too.  Although McD's isn't quiet at all.  (Another side note-I didn't get the job at the admin building that I was hoping for...oh well.  Stuff happens.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Four Minutes" - Madonna ft. Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: sweaty, hot, tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5417029616880546778?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5417029616880546778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5417029616880546778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5417029616880546778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5417029616880546778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-time-is-it-summertime.html' title='What time is it?  SUMMERTIME!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3227151291101381480</id><published>2008-06-03T17:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:08:57.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Happiness is merely a myth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I don't even know who I am anymore.  I'm just going through life like a zombie, just living the actions.  I try to be happy on the outside (school, work, etc) but when I get home, I just fall apart {to myself}.  I put on the mask through the day, to show everybody that I seem okay, when inside, I'm hurting.  Hurting for all the times I've fucked up (my fault or otherwise).  I've given my trust out to people, and all the time, I've either messed it up or somebody else has.  It's shown me one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can never really trust anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just impossible.  For me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, I trust fewer people each time.  Actually, I trust noone right now.  You'd have to work extremely hard to gain my trust, and even after that, you wouldn't have all of it.  There are some things that I just couldn't tell anyone.  I won't go to a therapist because I don't trust people (especially ones I don't know).  I used to have one; I told her what she wanted to hear.  And don't even get me started on relationships...they just don't seem to work for me.  I've had very few &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; relationships, and I can see why.  Who in their right mind would want to go out with a person like me?  I've got nothing positive to give (or so it seems).  Nothing to make people happy.  And I've certainly hurt people to reap the benefits for myself.  Now, who'd want to be with somebody like that?  I sure wouldn't.  Perhaps it'd just be best if I left society alone.  I see no facet in which I serve a purpose, so why not?  Nobody wants to be with me, that's understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a pity note, nor did I write it to come across as such.  I merely penned this note to address issues of/to society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Sorry" - Buckcherry&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3227151291101381480?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3227151291101381480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3227151291101381480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3227151291101381480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3227151291101381480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/06/happiness-is-merely-myth.html' title='Happiness is merely a myth.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8717510198946644498</id><published>2008-06-02T16:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:59:26.157-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>I just wanna be loved..</title><content type='html'>I've got about 660 pics/videos from the DC band trip, so if anyone wants a copy, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want someone to be there for me (like a boyfriend).  Just someone to have a good relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be studying for finals tonight.  I'm most likely going to be on AIM all the time, so chat with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this is one of those short updates again...damn.  Sorry, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "I Just Wanna Be Loved" - Papa Roach&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: lonely &amp;amp; depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8717510198946644498?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8717510198946644498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8717510198946644498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8717510198946644498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8717510198946644498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-wanna-be-loved.html' title='I just wanna be loved..'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7869370898404945411</id><published>2008-05-28T22:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:22:55.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Lit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graff chevrolet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alignment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pants'/><title type='text'>Short, cryptic update.  Deal with it.</title><content type='html'>Finished shift at McD's half an hour ago.  Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating on the DC update.  Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally feeling like I've got a hold on life right now.  It probably won't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preliminary estimate for my car's alignment problem is $69.99 at Graff Chevrolet.  Currently saving my paychecks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a really shitty mood.  Sorry in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in World Lit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying by the seat of my pants, for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Friday Night" - Todd Carey&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired, pissed off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7869370898404945411?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7869370898404945411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7869370898404945411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7869370898404945411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7869370898404945411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/short-cryptic-update-deal-with-it.html' title='Short, cryptic update.  Deal with it.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3117693651057623496</id><published>2008-05-25T23:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:34:08.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smithsonian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wifi'/><title type='text'>So I'm in DC right now,</title><content type='html'>Updating from my laptop using the hotel wifi.  Sweeet.  I'm going to make a huge update when I get home (cause I'm certainly not going to go to school on Tuesday!), so I won't post as much as I normally do here.  So far, we've been to the Smithsonian museums (all of 'em), the memorials, the Washington Monument, and some other assorted stuff that I forgot.  So, this is probably going to be it for the update; I just wanted to say that I blogged in Washington, DC.  Stay classy, San Diego.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3117693651057623496?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3117693651057623496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3117693651057623496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3117693651057623496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3117693651057623496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-im-in-dc-right-now.html' title='So I&apos;m in DC right now,'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3881663116477259649</id><published>2008-05-20T19:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:07:20.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody to love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double cheeseburger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McShell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Gahh.....so much on my mind.</title><content type='html'>I must apologize to my readers for not updating for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so long...&lt;/span&gt;I've just had a lot on my mind for now.  Let's see -- I've worked my first day at McShell, learned that my family is going in all sorts of directions, and I am trying to dig a hole to China to save myself from going insane.  Among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds is not all it's cracked up to be.  I mean, it's tasty food fast, but it's just not that exciting.  I got there on my first day, and I was put on the grill (where we cook the patties, chicken, and assorted fake meats for the consumer culture that is Lansing, MI).  Once you've seen the patties being cooked and the nuggets being submerged in oil, you kinda loose your appetite for your shift (and some hours after!).  I was working with a relatively nice crew, so that helped things out generously.  I can actually make double cheeseburgers now!  (Toast buns--one squirt of ketchup &amp;amp; mustard on top bun--onions--two pickles--slice of cheese--patty--slice of cheese--patty--bottom bun--wrap burger.)   I learned to keep my arm out of the way of the grill, though -- hot oil can drip down from top of grill and burn you.  And it will hurt.  But overall, it was fairly easy, and I learned quickly.  I wasn't exactly hungry for a double cheeseburger or other sandwich by the end of my shift, so I just got one of the Southwest Chicken salad, which was pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that sleep is the only time in which I can get away from life.  Now it may sound obvious, but it's true for me.  I've got so much stuff going on in my mind that I just need that 5 hours a night to unwind.  I found during my "unwind" time that I just need someone to be there for me.  Not a parent figure, but someone my age who wants to be with me as a boyfriend or girlfriend.  Someone who understands me (and my faults), but accepts me and loves the person underneath all the mess.  See, I've screwed up -- usually my fault -- and I'm learning not to try so hard to find that one person.  If they find me, then that's fine...but I'm just not willing to hurt any more people (including myself) than I have to.  Of course, I'd love to find the one person myself, but I know from past experiences that that's probably (99%) not gonna happen.  Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need....somebody to love.  And somebody to love me.  That's exactly what I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Somebody To Love" - Queen&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3881663116477259649?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3881663116477259649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3881663116477259649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3881663116477259649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3881663116477259649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/gahhso-much-on-my-mind.html' title='Gahh.....so much on my mind.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8703747589835754902</id><published>2008-05-14T16:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:28:07.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intersection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep in the ceiling video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pull over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tire'/><title type='text'>My car.  Is.  Falling.  Apart.</title><content type='html'>I have reason to believe that my car is literally falling apart.  Not just the little clanks here and there, but like the "OMG I've gotta pull over or I'll die" stuff.  Yeah.  I was driving home from school, and I stopped by the middle school to say hi to my mom and see what was up.  As I was pulling away, I turned my wheel to un-park and all of a sudden I hear a "GRRRRRCHHHHHHHHT" sound coming from what seemed like my right front tire.  I thought it was nothing/it'd go away, so I pulled out anyway and headed home.  So I was at the light to turn left, and I did so.  But when I turned, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally felt like my wheel was about to come off.&lt;/span&gt;  My car drifted ever so slightly to the right, and it scared the shit outta me.  So I ducked into the nearest parking lot and checked it out.  It seemed like the tire was rubbing on the wheel-well.  I tried to look for anything suspicious, but I could not find anything!  To add to my troubles, my car was slowly stalling.  It would act like it was gonna, then all of a sudden just rev up again.  I gotta get that all checked out...before I turn at an intersection and kill myself.  Accidentally, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you see an accident, and there's a dark green Lumina in the middle of it, please stop and help.  It's probably me.  But then again-I don't want to curse anything.  So maybe I shouldn't have written this paragraph.  But oh well.  Oh-Sheep In The Ceiling video #2 will be filmed today after pictures.  Oh, you don't know what the heck I'm talking about?   Then go to the following link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8w81ahY-aI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Kiss From A Rose" - Seal&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: depressed/hungry/suicidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8703747589835754902?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8703747589835754902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8703747589835754902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8703747589835754902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8703747589835754902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-car-is-falling-apart.html' title='My car.  Is.  Falling.  Apart.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5378070865357980774</id><published>2008-05-12T17:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:33:54.179-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mess up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Dawn is breaking.  Greet the new day. (parental advisory)</title><content type='html'>So I totally realize that I haven't updated in....3 days.  Things have been totally random for me, and I've been flying by the seat of my pants.  I'm going from paycheck to paycheck, I'm single &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; thanks to my genius, one-of-a-kind wit (more on that later!), and I'm trying to gain independence by paying for my own cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my days thus far since my last post have been somewhat like this (at least once during the day): OHMIGOD WHATDIDIJUSTDO HOLYSHIT WTF?  Mhmm.  Sometimes, I don't even know what I'm doing until there is a consequence behind the actions.  I don't even know who I am right now.  I've been living day-to-day in an empty shell, going through the motions of everyday life.  I SO want to find a cure for it, but all I seem to do is &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt; things up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;.  You want to know my latest accomplishment?  So here.  Enjoy.  Cause I sure as hell don't.  So, I managed to talk to K again, and we set up a potential date on Friday.  Well, Friday came, and I totally forgot about it.  I was on call for a rehersal for tech, so I went (totally forgetting about K).  It wasn't until about midway through Saturday that I went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"omg.  I did not just miss that gaping hole of an opportunity yesterday."  &lt;/span&gt;But alas, I did.  I got home, and as usual checked my myspace messages.  You'll never guess from whom I got a message!  Mhmm.  K.  I'm not gonna go into details, but I'm single right now.  Obviously.  I got one chance, ONE CHANCE, and I still messed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I have an un-avoidable aversion to being physically able to not mess things up.  If that made sense at all, you're lucky.  Cause I can't make any sense of it, even though I wrote it.  I'm constantly searching for somebody who knows me for me.  I've let 2 people into my life, and I've taken both of them for granted.  So right now, I'm single.  And I'm not going to look until somebody looks into me.  The reason being that I've decided to not mess up anybody else's life.  So they're going to take the chance by investigating mine.  To make a long 2 paragraphs short, I'm going to stop looking for a boyfriend/girlfriend.  Although, if anybody reads this, and they're interested, you'd be crazy to go for me, given my record.  Here's my motto from now on: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;date me at your own risk.&lt;/span&gt;  I'm tired of messing up lives, so I'm doing y'all a favor by giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now talking's just a waste of breath and living's just a waste of death - so why put a new address on the same old loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current music: "A Little Less 16 Candles, A Little More Touch Me" - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: suicidal (as if anybody would care...nobody reads this fucking blog anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5378070865357980774?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5378070865357980774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5378070865357980774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5378070865357980774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5378070865357980774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/dawn-is-breaking-greet-new-day-parental.html' title='Dawn is breaking.  Greet the new day. (parental advisory)'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7734547772680554303</id><published>2008-05-09T16:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:21:03.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna Erble'/><title type='text'>And I must say, you look smashing.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon, and welcome to another blog entry of me!  I'm glad you've chosen to read my miserable rants.  Now, sit back, grab some popcorn, cue up some music, and enjoy this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just doing *my homework* right now.  Well, obviously not.  But I was, and that's what counts.  Today, I'm going to go to WHS for tech at 5:30, cause apparently there's a musical of some sort...that I haven't heard of.  Jenna's the one organizing it, and I haven't heard any publicizing about it.  I got a call from Rita, and she asked me if I could work it and maybe recruit some people.  Robert's going up north, so he can't.  And I don't have the numbers of anybody else in tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to work another car race.  (Honestly, it's really fun for me!)  This time, instead of being Flat Tow 1 (the people who pull disabled cars to the pit), we're going to be Fire &amp;amp; Rescue!  Sounds like lots o' fun, doesn't it, boys and girls?  Well, now, I'm gonna have a hella lotta fun tomorrow, cause right after I get home from that, I've...got to go to work!  YAY!  Umm, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably gonna be my last update until Sunday, so...make it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Room 409" - Bullet For My Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: perplexed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7734547772680554303?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7734547772680554303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7734547772680554303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7734547772680554303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7734547772680554303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-i-must-say-you-look-smashing.html' title='And I must say, you look smashing.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1666830493919644708</id><published>2008-05-07T15:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:32:22.678-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reveloution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cliche'/><title type='text'>I have come to realize</title><content type='html'>some things about myself, and this post will be devoted to explaining them or whatever (lol).  On to the number one (but not necessarily most important) topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISSUE NUMERO UNO&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I feel like I'm too cliche sometimes.  I was talking with Kendra last night, and for the life of me, I cannot explain why almost every sentence out of my mouth (er....IM client, maybe?) sounded horribly cliche.  It's almost as if I was trying to be like society.  And anybody who knows me will say that I'm not one to conform to society's overall image.  Just about every other sentence out of my mouth sounded like something you'd expect out of a gushy romantic movie.  I asked her if I should stop, and she said no, so...but I still need to work on the things that bypass the ShutUp Filter in my brain.  I think part of the fact is that I try so hard to impress people, that I normally say what I think they want to hear (or what they'd like).  But last night was probably the pivotal point between us.  I'm still not sure what happened (Kendra: don't laugh (but I know you will)) because I didn't get it at first.   It took her probably about, what, three hints or so?  Until something registered.  Anyway-I definitely need to work on my cliche-iness.  (Is that even a real word? idk...)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISSUE NUMERO UNO Y MEDIA (one and a half for you non-spanish people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I titled this as such because I wasn't sure if I should make it its own title or not.  Anyway, I think that it's time for change.  Not in a specific area, but overall.  With the presidential election (with Obama becoming closer to the party candidate) coming soon, I think that that will mark a time in history.  Cause McCain's {probably} not gonna win.  I think that most people, seeing how Bush handled things, will not want to put a Repub back in office.  Now I could be making a huge generalization here, but that's just my opinion......of the body of the USA.  Oops.  In this day and age, people are too shallow.  They expect to get what they want, for as little as they can give.  We need to introduce a time when rich people are practically non-existent, or where the rich pay more taxes based on their revenue.  We need a...revolution!  Yeah, that's it!  Something to reorganize America into the "ultimate" country.  Something where we need to kick people's asses because they're too snooty to care that people are dying every second.  That's what we need.  And maybe we don't have to do it right now.  But I damn well hope it'll be instated when I'm still alive, cause I'd sure like to see people's reactions when the find out that they actually have to do some work to rise up the ladder of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am suggesting is that we protest all of the unfair laws that our government has put on us first.  That will hopefully show them that we're not here just to sit on our asses and watch The Price Is Right reruns all day.  We need to show them that there is a body of people out there, a body of people which will embrace change with open arms and force it to the rest of the timid, brainwashed people who don't care about our country!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¡VIVA LA REVOLUCIÓN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wow.  That came out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Bounce" - Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: rebellious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1666830493919644708?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1666830493919644708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1666830493919644708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1666830493919644708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1666830493919644708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-come-to-realize.html' title='I have come to realize'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1380329420630201537</id><published>2008-05-06T21:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:27:49.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='policies'/><title type='text'>McYay!</title><content type='html'>So I am officially a McDonalds crew member.  I just came home from an "orientation" at the DeWitt McD's from 5-8pm tonight.  They basically went over HR stuff (corporate policies, etc.), wages ($7.15/hour!!!), cleanliness, procedures, and other stuff.  As far as uniform, I got 2 shirts, 2 pants, shoes (coming soon), a hat, and a tie.  I have never signed my name and wrote the date so much in my life!  We got a huge packet of stuff, all of which we had to review and sign.  There were 11 of us, (more than our orientator normally..."orientates"...), and we each had to go on the phone to see if we qualified for a tax credit or something...I didn't, but the person on the phone didn't speak very loud, and she had a very prominent southern accent.  I probably repeated the letters "f e i c h t e n b i n e r" (my last name) about 5 times.  And she asked me for my S.S. # like 3.  But after the phone stuff, we all went over the giant packet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were about 35 sheets, all dealing with policies, cleanliness and stuff.  We signed and dated them, and then the orientator came around and signed all that she needed to sign with her rubber stamp, which came in handy!  Then she read it all over with us (at the speed of sound, mind you).  We got it all in, were told what to do next (turn our packets into our store), and released!  Then I went home, grabbed some dinner, and now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more when I have the energy.  Sorry, I've just been really stressed lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Rubberneckin'" - Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired...ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1380329420630201537?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1380329420630201537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1380329420630201537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1380329420630201537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1380329420630201537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/mcyay.html' title='McYay!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7190117957863063555</id><published>2008-05-04T12:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:04:32.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>I'm sick and tired of religion and society at the same time.</title><content type='html'>Like my title says, I am sick and tired.  Of what?  Many things.  But mainly of society and its continual need to please other people.  It seems like everybody in this world has to please somebody else.  And you know what comes along with that?  A false sense of happiness and...*surprise, surprise!*... more stress.  Because you can't please everyone in this world.  There is bound to be someone whose views differ from yours.  But people try.  They really do.  They try to make everyone happy, and by doing that, they distance themselves from reality.  NOBODY IS PERFECT!  We as a whole need to get that through our heads.  You are not going to be able to please everyone!  Your life was not made for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELIGION, PART ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that *somehow* brings me to another thing I've got to rant about (or I'll spontaneously combust): RELIGION.  Now I know that I'll ruffle a few feathers out there, but you're not obligated to read this.  Okay, here's my main point: I don't know about religion.  What I mean is that I'm the kinda person who's not quite sure about whether there's a supreme deity up there who supposedly cares for us.  It just doesn't quite make sense for me.  The way I see it, I need to see some proof of this "higher power" before I start praying to it and devoting a whole morning to worshiping it.  And about this higher power caring for us: if he supposedly cared for us, why did disasters like (9/11, Katrina, the murder of Lawrence King, murder in general, etc) happen at all?  Where is this "God" figure coming in?  Is he waiting for the right time, or perhaps teaching us a lesson ("Oh boy!  That'll teach you to do that again!")?  I don't know, and I'm on the verge of not caring.  We should only be held responsible by one person: OURSELVES.  If we don't get promoted at your job, don't say that "it was God's way of doing"; it's because you didn't do good enough!  I fail to see when the "God" figure comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELIGION, PART TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that not everyone's like this.  But you gotta realize: pushing religion at people who don't want it WILL HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  They will hurt you, and possibly even harm you.  And I can kinda see why they'd get mad.  You see, when you grow up with what you believe in (referred to as "your beliefs"), you get accustomed to them.  And when you grow up, make decisions for yourself, and develop your own beliefs, they become yours that you will someday teach your children.  I'm all for freedom of expression, but this is my main point: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freedom of religion &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as described in the Constitution) also implies freedom &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; religion as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We are granted our own beliefs, and the power to keep them.  When somebody comes along, and they try to change what I've decided is right for me, I get offended.  I really do.  Who do they think they are, to come along and try to push their beliefs on me?  I'm all for them to believe what they want to (hey, if they want to devote their life to an invisible man who lets tragedies happen in his presence, that's their deal), but don't expect me to go along with it if I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel.  You're not obligated to read this, however.  Though you most likely have read it since you're at the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Leavin'" - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7190117957863063555?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7190117957863063555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7190117957863063555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7190117957863063555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7190117957863063555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/religion-and-society-rant.html' title='I&apos;m sick and tired of religion and society at the same time.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8427324965942426158</id><published>2008-05-01T18:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:49:47.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs rienstra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mowing the lawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trigonometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6th hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='substitute'/><title type='text'>It SO feels like a Friday...</title><content type='html'>Well, it does!  All through the day today, it just...felt like it.  And most people agreed with me.  Anyway, today was fun overall.  In band, since we had a sub, nobody did any work whatsoever.  (Big surprise, I know.)  So I just hung out in my seat fixing my code for a program on my graphing calculator.  Then Jenny and Rachel joined me, and I was like "what the hell?  I can work on this later."  So we sat around and talked...finally, we decided that we needed sugar.  Jenny suggested that we go to QD, and we thought about it.  We agreed, so then we walked up to our sub to ask about it (he's pretty cool about eveything).  He said that he "couldn't officially let us leave", but he'd be glad to "look the other way" and let us "get some fresh air" for about 10 minutes if we'd get him a MSU donut (white frosting with a green "S" on it).  So, we...left!  We took Jenny's car, and arrived without getting pulled over (her speedometer was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt; miscalibrated, so...).  We went in, and headed straight for the donuts.  There was one MSU donut left!  So we grabbed it and our others.  There was a kind-of-pudgy man behind us, and he looked deflated as we tool the MSU donut.  Oh well! lol.  We got back, and gave our sub his donut.  He was excited and said he'd eat it at lunch.  So we just went back to our seats, ate our donuts, and played war/BS (card games) with Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...then the rest of the day was uneventful except for me going to "lunch help" with Trig and Mrs. Rienstra.  UGH.  I so am not looking forward to Trig next year if she's going to be my teacher.  Granted, she's nice (most of the time), but this is the 3RD YEAR I'VE HAD HER!  She gets on my nerves alot.  SO I suffered through that lunch period, and her 5th hour Trig class.  Then in 6th hour, we just read our book outside (YAY!).  Except Annabelle and I just played cards while she wasn't looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also completed 2008's first lawn mowing.  I now smell of exhaust and freshly cut grass.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Bounce" - Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8427324965942426158?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8427324965942426158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8427324965942426158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8427324965942426158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8427324965942426158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-so-feels-like-friday.html' title='It SO feels like a Friday...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3895324990449164996</id><published>2008-04-30T17:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:11:14.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>I am McLovin.</title><content type='html'>So, here's what's been going on in my life so far.  Let's see...first of all, I'm single.  Do not ask about it.  I appreciate your concern, but it's my business. Second, I got a job at McDonalds now!  I go to orientation next Tuesday, and I'll probably get my schedule there.  Hopefully it'll be regular hours, and not just "whenever" at Cones and Bones.  I get 1 free meal per shift, and an employee discount (but I can't use the discount between peak hours: 8am-10am, 11am-2pm, and 5pm-7pm, so...basically I can't use it during lunch.  Damn.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling very...pissed off today (and this week), and I'm not sure why.  My dad said this morning as he dropped me off "now, don't hurt anybody".  (My dad and I kinda have the same attitude towards people, so...)  But anyway, yeah.  Have you ever had one of those days when you just want everybody to disappear off the face of the earth?  Yeah, I've been like that-except I've wanted to castrate them with a wooden cooking spoon first.  Mhmm.  SO yeah-don't anger me, or I'll switch your lubricant with SuperGlue.  And you know you don't want that to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3895324990449164996?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3895324990449164996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3895324990449164996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3895324990449164996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3895324990449164996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-mclovin.html' title='I am McLovin.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-2635284988659630104</id><published>2008-04-28T16:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:25:45.112-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judge #3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south haven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panoramic camera pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuel problems'/><title type='text'>Umm...okay....have it your way!</title><content type='html'>lol anyway-I've got kinda headache right now.  But nobody knows, so theoretically, I don't have one!  I love psychology.  So in band today, we went over the taped judge's notes (one of the judges normally put their comments onto a tape for us to take home), and listened to ourselves in concert.  Personally, I believe that we should have gotten a two.  And, I thought that the judge's comments (the one that gave us a two) were extremely warranted.  It provided much information to make our sound, technique, and ourself overall better.  Anyway, after we got done with listening to the stuff, we all got donuts!  And the people who came to the pep band thingy on Friday got to have an extra one!  There were only 19 people (including me) who showed up, so all the other people got to look on in envy.  OH!  I finally found out how to do panoramic shots on my camera!  I was fooling around with it in 6th hour (we had a sub) with Annabelle, and we were just trying random settings.  I think I should do one with 4 shots: "hear no evil", "see no evil", "speak no evil", and my favorite, "do no evil". lol...what a great blog header that would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday, I'm going to go to South Haven with my dad for a car race.  He's going to be driving his Porsche, and I'm going to be driving the truck.  The deal is:  his car needs work.  We're gonna drive separate cars down there so he can drop it off to be worked on and then come back in the truck (it's cheaper than Lansing!).  It's going to be about 117 miles, and the open highway with nobody but myself, my music and the open road.  And having to follow my dad...but he drives fast, so it should be no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's an update:  my dad works nights at GM, and gets home at about 7:00 in the morning.  Saturday morning, he was going to get out of work.  He gets about 2-3 blocks away from the GM plant where he works, and his truck starts having "fuel problems".  That's all he'd tell me.  Apparently, they had to TOW his truck to Graff Chevrolet to have it worked on.  Their service dept. has no Sat. or Sun. hours, so he finally got a call today.  Apparently, it needed a new fuel pump.  It's not that old!  (About 5-6 years old, Chevy Silverado Z71).  Hope it's not too expensive...so I might be going out with him to pick it up.  He's been having to use my car to get to and from GM (he won't use my mom's VW 'cause it's...German....and it might get keyed, and he certainly won't take the Porsche or Corvette for obvious reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an interesting journal in English today.  It was something along the lines of "what are you afraid of?"  Annabelle was sitting next to me, and she put down "death".  So I decided to base my journal off of that.  See, I'm not afraid of death.  I welcome it.  The way I see it, death has to come sometime, and you never know when.  So why waste your time worrying about something that could happen at any minute?  I say enjoy your life.  Take risks.  I like this quote from somebody (I don't know who...too bad): "Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming, "WOW! What a ride!!""  To me, that explains life the way I see it.  And I think that's enough rambling for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" - Fall Out Boy &lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: spaztastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-2635284988659630104?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/2635284988659630104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=2635284988659630104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2635284988659630104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2635284988659630104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/ummokayhave-it-your-way.html' title='Umm...okay....have it your way!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4777289583786449002</id><published>2008-04-26T11:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:51:17.780-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garage sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subdivision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symphonic band'/><title type='text'>It's so cold outside...</title><content type='html'>I apoligize for my lack of an update yesterday.  I was just too tired and stuff, so...I didn't do it.  But I'll make one today for ya!  I went to one of those garage sale thingies, except it was like a whole subdivision.  So I had do drive a manual car through all this tight traffic (with my mom yelling at me the whole time).  I'm glad to be home...I didn't really find anything I wanted (except for a mini-fridge, bt that was way over-priced).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symphonic band is going to state festival today...my call time is 1pm.  We're so not prepared.  Our last piece is new (to us), and I guess Larz figured out that we would somehow magically put everything together in 2 weeks.  We'll show him! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be kind of a short update...there's stuff I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "All Over You" - Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4777289583786449002?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4777289583786449002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4777289583786449002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4777289583786449002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4777289583786449002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-so-cold-outside.html' title='It&apos;s so cold outside...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6088113360728225952</id><published>2008-04-24T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:23:58.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic at the disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 in the afternoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='substitute'/><title type='text'>It's 9 in the afternoon!</title><content type='html'>So today was really slow.  Both by speed and in energy.  Seriously, I think everybody was tired of everybody else.  We had a sub in 5th hour that spoke very little English, so it was kinda difficult getting out of him that we were to hand in our practice tests and take our tests.  His name was Felix, and he's been our sub before.  But everybody was being jackasses and making fun of him; overall, they were very immature.  In 6th hour, we had another sub (this one, we knew about ahead of time).  It was Ms. Shafer, and she knows everybody in the school (almost).  And everybody knows her.  But our class was exceptionally...hyper today, so she got a little pissed.  Some kids ended up removing the screws (from a leg) to a desk, so it fell down and scared everybody.  Anyway, I was about ready to shoot myself before the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the video for Panic At The Disco's "9 In The Afternoon" finally today.  And I must say:awesome video!  Complete and utter randomness, but that's what it takes to make me happy.  Plus, Brendon was especially hot.  That always helps.  Anyway, I love the song, and viewing the music video makes me like it even more!  (For the youtube video link, go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zXqpCpTn_4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness that tomorrow is Friday...while today seemed to go by slow, this week has gone by rather fast.  Or maybe it's just today that's holding us up.  I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "9 In The Afternoon" - Panic At The Disco&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: perplexed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6088113360728225952?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6088113360728225952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6088113360728225952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6088113360728225952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6088113360728225952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-9-in-afternoon.html' title='It&apos;s 9 in the afternoon!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1650292232896046626</id><published>2008-04-23T20:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:25:20.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get down with moses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livejournal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trigonometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='previous post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='substitute'/><title type='text'>The lies I weave are oh so intricate...</title><content type='html'>Thanks to everybody (mainly Mrs. Lewis and another random person) for commenting on my last post.  I needed that.  Anyway, I'm working on my Spanish homework, and they're having us translate what "normal" Spanish people do in their everyday routine.  For instance: "Mama y papa se levantan a las seis y veinticinco."  Got all of that?  It actually means "Mom and Dad get up at 6:25."  And this concludes your Spanish lesson for this evening.  I've got two Spanish assignments, a Chemistry summary sheet, and 11 trig problems (dealing with sin, cos, tan, sec, csc, and cot).  Ugh.  I'll probably be up until 12, like last night!  I can't wait.  Although, listening to my iPod helps immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sub for World Lit tomorrow, Friday and Monday (my normal teacher's going on vacation.  Why she can't take it during spring break is beyond me...).  And the sub is...Mrs. Shafer!  The bestest substitute in the whole wide world.  Seriously, she'd let us get away with murder if we wanted to...we're probably just going to read and do packet questions.  On another school note, I'm considering taking Trig over again next year.  I think I'd do much better in it than I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh...after Robert decided that having my last name as my username on LJ was not "good", I have made a new one.  I shall post evenly (meaning post each entry on both platforms): spazthepenguin.livejournal.com  (good enough? lol).  I have also updated the look and feel of my Blogger blog, and I'll be sure to try out the new features that Blogger puts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I found this Youtube video somewhere...I nearly fell off my chair laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f6RH4lFSsZw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f6RH4lFSsZw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race" - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: invincible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1650292232896046626?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1650292232896046626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1650292232896046626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1650292232896046626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1650292232896046626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/lies-i-weave-are-oh-so-intricate.html' title='The lies I weave are oh so intricate...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-611176686808957438</id><published>2008-04-22T17:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T18:22:11.658-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mess up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>I've got to let this out.</title><content type='html'>Just a warning for those who read my blog: what you're about to read contains a rare look into my feelings.  You'll almost never get a look like this.  So enjoy it.  Another thing: the thing I'm going to be blogging on has been bugging me for about a month now.  Honestly, Max, I'm sorry if you take objection to it.  (On the other hand, I'm sorry if I thought you would and you really don't.)  This is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Max (before July 13, 2007 (a Friday, btw...)) there was this girl named Kendra.  I met her, coincidentally, on Max's myspace page.  She seemed nice, and at the time, Max and I were just friends.  I looked at her profile, and the more I looked, the more I was hooked.  We talked over IM and Myspace and whatnot, and eventually I got up the courage to ask her out.  (Before that, I had been single for months...)  She said yes, and at that time, I was the happiest person in the world.  Nothing could crush my king-like persona.  I was invincible...I felt like i had everything.  We went over to each others houses (actually, I don't think she had ever come over to mine, I think I had just been over to her house).  Her mom was wonderful, and very kind.  She acted like a best friend to me (though Kendra came first, obviously).  She would often joke around about Kendra and I, and we took it in sport.  Her (step?)dad liked me (I think). I didn't see too much of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, Kendra and I were sitting on her couch, and she mentioned that Max was gay.  I already knew that, but the next thing she said really blew my mind.  She said that Max had had a crush on me since we met at the WKAR auction.  My brain automatically went into "WTF?!?" mode.  I managed to keep it calm and cool, and everything went fine.  We joked around about me leaving her for him, but I said that I would not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when everything began going in a downwards spiral.  She once thought that I was flirting with Max, and called my cell at like 3:30 in the morning one day.  Groggy though I was, I tried to reason myself a way out of this.  She calmed down (I think)...and then begged for my forgiveness.  She said "i'll do anything...anything...to keep you with me.  i mean it.  please. one more time?"  After receiving that message, I really needed to think.  Not because of what she was saying and the implications it had on me, but about what I did.  One day, I was fooling around with self-made myspace profiles.  I had a folder of pictures of friends, and I just chose one at random.  It turns out that it happened to be Max.  Somehow, Kendra happened to be viewing my profile the instant that I had put the image up for testing.  Minutes later, I recieved this flaming letter (and rightfully so) citing the decease of our relationship.  I didn't really know what to do.  The rest after that is going to stay in my mind for now, but here's the rest.  Being the little shithead that I was, I didn't feel any remorse; I went straight for Max.  I was really not thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I bring this up is because it's been bothering me.  A little "ping" at the back of my brain, reminding myself how I managed to f*** up a wonderful and trusting relationship.  But I never listened to that voice...and I'm sorry that I didn't.  Because the truth is...I miss her.  I really do.  That one day at the lake, where we were overlooking the sunset...I kick myself for losing everything.  I kick myself hard.  And chastise myself for being so conceited.  "How did I manage to mess that up?" I often ask myself.  And I can't say that I have a reason for that.  What I do know is this: last night, I finally listened to the voice.  I was laying in bed, waiting to fall asleep.  Now when I fall asleep, I normally run through the thoughts in my mind.  One of the first was about Kendra.  When I thought about what I did (and didn't) do, I was dumbfounded.  I turned away from the window and cried.  Really.  For about 20 minutes.  Just reminding myself about what I lost, and living without the possibility of ever getting it back.  And I realized-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would do anything to get her back and win &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again-Max, I'm sorry.  I'm sorry if this ruins our relationship.  But I needed to let this out.  It's something I should have done a long time ago.  There are some hard truths, and those may be hard for you to understand.  Summer 07 was the best and worst one I've ever experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Never Again" - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-611176686808957438?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/611176686808957438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=611176686808957438' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/611176686808957438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/611176686808957438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-got-to-let-this-out.html' title='I&apos;ve got to let this out.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6923778935374867593</id><published>2008-04-21T16:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:14:15.906-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod case'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ewok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain dew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='substitute'/><title type='text'>Today seems very...interesting.</title><content type='html'>So right now I'm inside my house blogging.  My day seems to be going quite slowly, actually.  Rather like a sloth.  I had a sub in 4th hour Spanish 2, and 6th hour World Literature.  My world lit sub was a witch, though.  She was short, and reminded me of an Ewok.  She had glasses that totally skewed her eyes, making it look like she had a bad case of the lazy eyes.  And she wouldn't let me go to the bathroom!  I was very polite in asking, but she said "nope."  Like anything was going to happen!  So then I just sat around and did no work...shame on me. *tsk tsk*  I found a blue rubber iPod case (the one I normally use is clear/gray-ish) this morning in my nightstand drawer and I was so ADD about it.  I was like "wow, a blue case for my iPod.  It looks so pretty!  Let me see how it looks...wow, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; look pretty!  Now I'm going to show it off to everybody at school..."  Except...nobody really noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of 4th hour, I called my mom to see if she could bring me my HUGE Mountain Dew jug filled with ice water. (I don't have money for gas, so I didn't drive this morning.  I got a ride with my mom (stfu!).  If anybody wants to donate to my gas fund, I'll give you mercy when I take over the world).   She brought it, and I started drinking it.  People in my 5th hour Trig class were like "ZOMGTHATSHUGEHOLYCRAPWHATSINTHERE?!?"  I just calmly responded by saying "vodka."  lol, jk...I said ice water, which was what it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my 6th hour sub is going to be gone through Wednesday.  God, I hope we don't have the same sub for all these three days.  That would royally suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Leavin'" - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired...zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6923778935374867593?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6923778935374867593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6923778935374867593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6923778935374867593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6923778935374867593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-seems-veryinteresting.html' title='Today seems very...interesting.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8274279342036723155</id><published>2008-04-20T09:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:03:09.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>So I watched Juno last night.</title><content type='html'>Really good movie!  Originally, my mom, my brother and I were going to watch it all together, but once we got to the first 20 minutes, it became clear that it just wasn't appropriate for my brother.  Of course, he got mad and thought we were punishing him.  But whatever...it was really good, with lots of surprising twists.  There were some points where I thought something was going to happen, but they didn't.  All in all, I really liked this movie.  Unfortunately, it was just a one-night rental, so I've gotta take it back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have two ducks that are hanging around our pool (our pool cover on top collects water, so they must like to hang out there, I guess).  I was about to go to Meijer to deposit my check, when I saw the male walk toward our house.  I wasn't out the door yet, so I just stayed where I was.  I watched it slowly come up through the grass, actually walk on our deck, and then walk up to our sliding door (which was open but had a screen on it).  Thank goodness our cat's weren't awake then!  The duck just walked up to about a foot away from the door, then kinda looked around like he was looking for something. (We haven't seen the female anywhere in a couple of days, so maybe she left or something.)  He then flew up onto our roof, flew to our garage roof, walked over the crest to the other side, then to our neighbor's roof.  That's when he dropped down to my neighbor's lawn, and walked up to my neighbor's front door like he was looking for something like he was with our door.  I was like "ZOMG!"  So I quietly left, and when I got back, he was gone.  But, this morning, I saw him jump from the edge of our pool to the water that was on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway...I'm probably working Tuesday after school until like 3:30 or 3:45ish.  Jim needs to drop some stuff off to another high school (he often delivers ice cream sandwiches to other sports games).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8274279342036723155?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8274279342036723155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8274279342036723155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8274279342036723155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8274279342036723155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-watched-juno-last-night.html' title='So I watched Juno last night.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-2638353126137601212</id><published>2008-04-19T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T09:50:38.011-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will it blend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blendtec'/><title type='text'>This is the purpose of my life.</title><content type='html'>Now...if only I could remember what it was...lol.  I'm about to eat breakfast, but I'll post this entry first.  I work from 1-5pm (so YAY I don't have to close!!!), so somebody please visit me.  We get NO business there, so most of the time I'm just washing dishes.  (The sink is at a  very uncomfortable height level, so when I'm doing dishes for 15 minutes or more, I get stuck at that position bent-over (minds out of the gutter, please!).)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I get out of work, my family's gonna rent Juno and watch it tonight.  It's supposed to have gotten pretty good reviews, too!  I can't wait to see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just watching Blendtec's "Will It Blend" series on youtube.  They blended everything from 12 glow-sticks, to 40 pens, to an iPod!  That blender must be indestructible...the videos are so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Best Day Of My Life" - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Hungry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-2638353126137601212?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/2638353126137601212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=2638353126137601212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2638353126137601212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2638353126137601212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-purpose-of-my-life.html' title='This is the purpose of my life.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3030131774274594208</id><published>2008-04-18T16:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:01:42.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waverly gsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>My 50th Blogger Post/It's A Wonderful Day</title><content type='html'>It's like...what...78 DEGREES? ZOMG!  We have all the windows open in my house, and it feels awesome.  Pretty soon, and we'll have to take the cover off of our central air unit!  Everything is turning green...it looks so pretty!!!  I'm kinda glad that I wore shorts today.  I can't believe that this is my 50th post.  I started in...late march? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jordan and I have been recruiting/promoting the Waverly GSA more and more lately.  I also put up an announcement for the video post (which is what started the chain reaction of people wanting to join), which certainly helps our count.  We've found an adviser, Doc. Fandrick (he's said that he's all for it), and now we're ironing out the details as how to actually start the group to be recognized by the school.  To increase our contact with other people, I've added a Waverly GSA IM account (through AIM): waverlygsa (and our Gmail address (waverlygsa@gmail.com) supports Google Talk and AIM through the Gmail page).  I'm probably going to be working on a template for our fliers (and bouncing ideas off of Jordan) this weekend, as well.  If you (my readers) have any ideas, feel free to send them to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored last night, so I wrote some code on my calculator (it took 10x longer than it would have by laptop, but I couldn't write TI code on my laptop) that will allow me to punch in a temperature (either in Fahrenheit, Celsius, or Kelvin) and get the other two temperature conversions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about half an hour, I'm going to go to a pasty dinner (held monthly), which will be yummy.  See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Friday" - Todd Carey&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: excited :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3030131774274594208?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3030131774274594208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3030131774274594208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3030131774274594208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3030131774274594208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-50th-blogger-postits-wonderful-day.html' title='My 50th Blogger Post/It&apos;s A Wonderful Day'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7058826768963539717</id><published>2008-04-17T20:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:48:36.488-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay/straight alliance'/><title type='text'>Annnd....here it is!!!</title><content type='html'>It's official: I'm starting a GSA (gay/straight alliance) at WHS.  Here's some preliminary info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want more information before I join.  What do I do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can send an email to waverlygsa@gmail.com and I'll be happy to address your questions and/or concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do I have to be gay to join?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you do not.  That's why it's called a "Gay/&lt;i&gt;Straight&lt;/i&gt; Alliance": our purpose is to educate both homosexuals and heterosexuals about the challenges that we all face in today's society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do you do during meetings?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We normally would discuss what individual challenges that we are facing, both on a personal level and as a whole.  We do participate in activities such as "Day Of Silence", and members are welcome to bring up any other ideas to benefit the group.  This is individually driven, meaning that all of our members can contribute greatly for the group as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are any more questions that I didn't answer (or that you would like more clarification on), feel free to email me at &lt;i&gt;waverlygsa@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your time, and remember to spread the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Golden" - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: thirsty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7058826768963539717?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7058826768963539717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7058826768963539717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7058826768963539717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7058826768963539717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/annndhere-it-is.html' title='Annnd....here it is!!!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6008908271730103610</id><published>2008-04-17T16:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:00:48.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Damn.</title><content type='html'>Why does life have to screw me over again and again, pushing me down farther each time?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I gone through enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6008908271730103610?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6008908271730103610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6008908271730103610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6008908271730103610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6008908271730103610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/damn.html' title='Damn.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5264228114082244736</id><published>2008-04-15T20:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:27:29.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corvette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grilled cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McShell'/><title type='text'>I heart my grilled cheeses!</title><content type='html'>lolz...I'm having some of those microwaveable grilled cheese thingies.  Yum.  Anyway...my train of thought has completely and totally derailed.  So expect many different ideas floating around here.  And...I don't know what to say...OH!  Now I do: wait...I lost it again...you see, some days I am a blogging giant, while other days I am just like "meh...oh well".  And today just might be one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I got my homework done this afternoon (trig was pretty easy), my dad and I went to the shop to get his Corvette after having some work done on it.  We stopped at McShell after coming back (but before we took it back to the storage unit), and I got to drive it from McShell to the storage unit!  Yayz.  My ADD is kicking in...as well as my depression.  Horrible combination.  Oh well...I don't think I can blog anymore right now...my mind is strangling me as we speak.  HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued" - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5264228114082244736?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5264228114082244736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5264228114082244736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5264228114082244736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5264228114082244736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-heart-my-grilled-cheeses.html' title='I heart my grilled cheeses!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5020879904890048971</id><published>2008-04-14T15:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:17:06.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawk nelson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dare to share'/><title type='text'>Update on what's been happening...</title><content type='html'>So I know I haven't updated since I got home from Chicago, so I resolved to do it right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spring break was pretty cool...applied at most of the stores on the entire Saginaw Strip (Saginaw hwy), but I hope I get the job at Menards.  I'd much rather work at that place than McD's, since those two are the ones that I feel I have the best chance of getting a job at.  The rest of my break was spent doing...nothing.  Thursday I went to Turkyville with my family, though.  Good place.  No idea where it was at, though.  Somewhere in Cornwell...idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday at 1pm, I left to go to a youth churchy thingy called Dare To Share (www.dare2share.org) in Chicago.  The bus ride down there was pretty cool...I took plenty of pictures.  When we got into downtown Chicago, there was plenty of scenery to take pics of.  I got one of one of those iPod billboards, but the bus was moving too fast so all I got was the sign and "iPo".  lol.  We ate dinner at...gosh....I can't really remember.  But anyway, we went straight to the event before going to our hotel to unload our bags.  We got there, and we also got pretty good seats.  I was able to see very well to videotape things.  After the drama/music/whatever (and an awesome performance by Lincoln Brewster), we went to our hotel.  It was smaller than last year (yay), so we didn't have to organize a search team to find our rooms.  In my room were me, Zack D., Zack S., Justin Gill, and Jason D.  There was a couch that folded out into a bed, and then two two-person beds.  Our room was kinda cool because it was a suite; it included a little kitchen area with a stove, fridge/freezer, microwave, etc.  We had everybody else that wasn't in out group join us in ours so we could play Mafia (a card game that I'll explain tomorrow) and CatchPhrase.  So we were playin' until like midnight, then we all decided to head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I could not.  I had MAJOR insomnia.  I was on the couch that night, and it was like SOLID HARD.  So I stayed up until 4am eating popcorn, reading, and watching Comedy Central.  I was surprisingly hyper the morning after...whatever.  I slept for 2 hours, then woke up in time for me to shower before eating breakfast.  We went to the second session of the event, and it was pretty good.  (I have various videos of Friday and Saturday, so if you want a copy, just ask.)  We then had lunch at a little strip-mall.  I chose Jimmy Johns, which was REALLY FAST.  I paid for my meal, she handed me my drink cup and chips, I took two steps, and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there was my sub.  &lt;/span&gt;Anyways, we went back to the event, where we did some more stuff and were afterwards encouraged to go out to the community and do an act of service.  Our church group chose to do a "dollar drop": we wrapped dollars around little gospel messages, then dropped them in inconspicuous places in this one mall.  That was fun...me and a couple of guys wrapped ours and then dropped them from the railings (and then ran away to avoid being seen).  We then went back to our hotel to rest for about 20 minutes before eating at Chili's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished our meal, we went back for the final "leg" of the event.  There was a little bit of worship, but not much.  AND THEN THERE WAS HAWK NELSON.  Like, omg!  I videotaped every single minute of their performance.  They couldn't have done a better job...nothing much else to say about them except they were AWESOME!  When we got back to our hotel, we played Mafia again until midnight.  This time, I had one of the beds with a Zack, but we were watching TV until 1, and then out in the hall until 2 because we couldn't sleep.  We talked about stuff...he shot (a deck of) cards into my hat repeatedly because we were both so bored.  At one point, we walked down to the lobby, grabbed an apple each, and walked back up to our hallway.  We were at the end of a hallway, so we kinda had it to ourselves.  We finally turned in at 2:30 or so, and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we simply had breakfast, and then went home.  We ended up having lunch at CiCi's Pizza (pretty good place).  We got home, then left.  Blah blah blah.  That's kinda it...I'll explain Mafia tomorrow.  If you want a CD of the pics I took, just ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Music: "Saturday" - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: surprised (don't ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5020879904890048971?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5020879904890048971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5020879904890048971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5020879904890048971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5020879904890048971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-on-whats-been-happening.html' title='Update on what&apos;s been happening...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1214910956889008749</id><published>2008-04-11T09:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:13:01.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmother'/><title type='text'>This is deserving of an update.</title><content type='html'>I'll update y'all on what's been happening with my grandmother on my mom's side:  she has Alzheimer's/dementia.  She won't admit it.  She says "she's afraid."   She was supposed to go in for numerous tests (mainly the one today), but each and every time, she's canceled them.  We just got a call from her saying that she canceled the appointment today.  (We (my mom and aunt) get notifications from her doctor if she tries to cancel her appointments.)  (My aunt is the one with power of attorney, though she lives in Wisconsin.)   Mhmm.  Even though the symptoms will only get worse if she doesn't go to the doctor.  My mom and my aunt are practically pulling their hair out, they're so angry with her.  I am, too, as a matter of fact.  I'm angry, disappointed, and sad.  I miss her alot.  I miss the grandmother I used to know.  I want her back.  So guess what I did?  I emailed her directly 10 minutes ago!  I told her I know of her illness(es) and I also know that she's canceled the appointments.  I basically told her what I've already told you guys.  In fact, here's the email I sent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandma, I know that you canceled the rescheduled appointment, and I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; disappointed.   I'd really like for you to go to this appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Everybody would.  I know you're afraid, but everybody'll be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when you go through with this.  There are medications to control the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; symptoms, but if you ignore them, then they'll only get worse!  I miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the old grandma that I used to know.  I love you and I want you to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; better.   Please go (for all of us).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love, Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really am stressed about this right now.  If you all would do something for me please...pray for her.  If you don't pray, hope she gets the wisdom she needs to go through with the appointments.  Please...just hope.  Maybe if she knows that her whole family cares about her, she'll understand.  If you don't know her (many, if not all of you don't), just hold her in your hearts as a valued family member of Sean.  Please...that's all I'm asking.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: angry/depressed&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: "Never Again" - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1214910956889008749?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1214910956889008749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1214910956889008749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1214910956889008749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1214910956889008749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-deserving-of-update.html' title='This is deserving of an update.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5591868768179853647</id><published>2008-04-10T15:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:03:14.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copies'/><title type='text'>She said I was a little too Myspace...</title><content type='html'>lol sorry about that;  I'm just really happy right now.  I have copies of songs I've been looking for FOREVER: "Trend" by Frickin' A, and "Just Too Myspace" by Shyko.  Yay.  If you get time, check out the music.  It's pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering making coffee...I'd like it.  Do you like coffee?  I like coffee...coffee is goodcoffeeisawesomeilovecoffeemaybeishouldmakesomenow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?  Where did that come from? lol...better get off before I do something eve more insane.  Just try to see through all the fogginess of this post.  Hopefully I'll do one more before I leave tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Just Too Myspace" - Shyko&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: hyperhyperhyper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5591868768179853647?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5591868768179853647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5591868768179853647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5591868768179853647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5591868768179853647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/she-said-i-was-little-too-myspace.html' title='She said I was a little too Myspace...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4242121507827688493</id><published>2008-04-09T19:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:46:29.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menards'/><title type='text'>Save big money at...</title><content type='html'>When my dad came home from picking up Sam, he informed me that Menards was hiring (they had put up a huge banner saying "NOW HIRING").  So, I excitedly *but at the speed limit* hurried to Menards to put in an app.  20 minutes and a half sheet of paper later, I turned in my application.  I certainly hope I get the job.  It'd be much better than flipping burgers at McD's.  And I'd go home smelling like...building equipment...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated the look and feel of my blog, and I hope it looks better.  I only wish that there were more layouts, but I'll stick to the ones I have available to me right now.  I'm also looking for a desktop client that'll allow me to just open a program on my laptop, and post from there, instead of going through Firefox and logging in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my cat is asleep...on my chair...sitting up.  And I'm on to contemplate the meaning of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Rockstar" - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: lethargic (this seems to be a recurring trend...lol)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4242121507827688493?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4242121507827688493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4242121507827688493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4242121507827688493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4242121507827688493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/save-big-money-at.html' title='Save big money at...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3185511949641660539</id><published>2008-04-09T14:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:06:37.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew lush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gsa'/><title type='text'>Well, now...</title><content type='html'>I just got back home from my "interview" at McD's.  Apparently it was a "pre-interview", so they're going to call me back after reviewing what I filled out.  When I got there, a lady sat down with me and gave me a form (with name, birthdate, last 4 digits of my SS#, and some other stuff), and a questionnaire with 35 average interview self-assessment questions.   The form was in Spanish, so I tried to fill it out as best I could.  I could figure everything out except for the part where it said "birth date".  I take Spanish 2, but we hadn't gotten that far.  Anyway, I filled out what I could, including the questionnaire, and took it back to the manager saying "look, I don't know enough Spanish to answer this question".  She was like..."you don't know your birthday?"  Then I explained that since the form was in Spanish, it was kinda hard to fill out anyway.  She then apologized and said that she must've grabbed the wrong one.  She said that she's then going to review the questionnaire, and call me back.  So, I'm hoping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be busy Friday, Saturday and most of Sunday at a music festival.  Be forewarned:  I won't have the resources to check my email or whatever, so don't expect a speedy reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night I made a Michigan GSA on FaceBook (GSA is "gay/straight" alliance).  The famous Matthew Lush has even joined!  Well, I kinda invited him, but he accepted.  So far, since last night, I've got...7 people.  Hopefully it'll grow more.  Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=11433298994"&gt;clickyclicky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like everyone to join, but don't feel that you need to.  Join because you want to.  I also have set up an email address for this group to let anybody ask me questions in private: michiganGSA@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all, folks...g'bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Summer Love" - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: hopeful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3185511949641660539?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3185511949641660539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3185511949641660539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3185511949641660539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3185511949641660539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-now.html' title='Well, now...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-997496871057184777</id><published>2008-04-08T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:35:43.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corvette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><title type='text'>T'is but one update of insanity...</title><content type='html'>Yep.  I'm not doing anything over spring break except being lazy.  Quite an...accomplishment...I think.  Anyway...when my dad wakes up, we're going to go and get his Corvette from the shop (he had a part put in it).  I might be able to drive it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For this next paragraph, I've been toying with about 5 ideas.  I've tried to put them down, and I have, but they all seem silly once I get to about the 3rd sentence, so you'll have to forgive me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow at 2pm, I have a McInterview (a phrase I coined myself) at the "McShell" (that's what my friends and I call it), so wish me luck.  I'm not sure of the McOutcome yet...but I hope I get the job.  It's close to my house, and I would get a discount on the food (plus one free meal per shift).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh...that's all...I think my quality of posts may diminish over Spring Break.  Don't worry, however-1) it's not like people actually read this, and 2) the quality will return soon within a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "All Over You" - Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: lethargic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-997496871057184777?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/997496871057184777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=997496871057184777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/997496871057184777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/997496871057184777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/tis-but-one-update-of-insanity.html' title='T&apos;is but one update of insanity...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7895264890568958345</id><published>2008-04-07T14:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:15:06.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wreck'/><title type='text'>Like, OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R_pkgOM5IOI/AAAAAAAAADM/EyHke5F7vl0/s1600-h/100_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R_pkgOM5IOI/AAAAAAAAADM/EyHke5F7vl0/s320/100_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186568425601310946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R_pkgeM5IPI/AAAAAAAAADU/9zF-Dn-g3Vg/s1600-h/100_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R_pkgeM5IPI/AAAAAAAAADU/9zF-Dn-g3Vg/s320/100_0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186568429896278258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I found while I was cruising along Saginaw looking for a new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7895264890568958345?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7895264890568958345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7895264890568958345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7895264890568958345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7895264890568958345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-omg.html' title='Like, OMG'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R_pkgOM5IOI/AAAAAAAAADM/EyHke5F7vl0/s72-c/100_0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3363095895045642394</id><published>2008-04-06T21:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:59:25.662-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam&apos;s club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='max'/><title type='text'>Hmm...I see...</title><content type='html'>So now I'm watching Masterpiece Theatre.  I'm tired...I've been at youth group and before that, Sam's Club and Max's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Max's house...I got to drive, too!  I'm so surprised.  Anyway...I was trying to fix his sister's computer, but alas, I could not.  Then we hung out in his room, and he gave me some stuff.  (Sorry I'm being non-descriptive, I just don't feel like typing, but my therapist thinks it's good for me.)  We went outside for a ride in his golf cart, and we drove up and down his road.  We returned home, and then I pulled my car into his dad's mechanical lift so we could have a look at my car.  Apparently, my fuel filter needed replacement, so he replaced it (it's pretty cheap).  Then I followed his mom and him so Sam's Club, where I hung out with him until I had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm pretty tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Rubberneckin'" - Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3363095895045642394?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3363095895045642394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3363095895045642394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3363095895045642394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3363095895045642394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmmi-see.html' title='Hmm...I see...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1745687776614665390</id><published>2008-04-06T11:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:07:14.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic at the disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><title type='text'>SNL! / I am officially a camera whore.</title><content type='html'>So watching SNL last night was awesome...PANIC WAS SO HOT!  lol.  I changed my myspace name to "I love ice cream! *jumps out the window*".  (It's from a SNL skit that I watched last night.  So therefore, I'm running on 5 hours of sleep.  Hooray.  Whoop-de-frickin-doo.  I have nothing to do at all today...probably be online all the time.  If you're reading this, I don't have any minutes left on my cell phone.  So just call it and don't expect an answer (I'll see that you called and I will call you from another phone).  Or save both our minutes and contact me via IM.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably going to be on my laptop in my car again...with the extension cord coming through the window.  It'll be perfect weather!  I can't believe what we had yesterday.  My dad brought his cars out of hiding, and everything!  I rolled my windows down and everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Current Music: "Psycho" - Puddle Of Mudd&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: tired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1745687776614665390?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1745687776614665390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1745687776614665390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1745687776614665390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1745687776614665390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/snl-i-am-officially-camera-whore.html' title='SNL! / I am officially a camera whore.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3821111873901394811</id><published>2008-04-05T23:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:14:51.137-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullet for my valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='max'/><title type='text'>Yay!  I got me some new musics.</title><content type='html'>Yeah...I went to work...boring.  No tips.  Gah...then Max called and asked if I wanted to hang out after work.  So of course, I said YEAH.  So we talked, then finally decided on hanging out at the mall with him and his friends after I got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met, and walked in.  (Sorry, I forgot their names (except Max's, lol)).  We walked around...through Barnes/Noble, then just wandering aimlessly.  We went into Hot Topic, and I bought Bullet For My Valentine's 2nd album "Scream Aim Fire".  Sounds AWESOME!  I imported it into my library already.  Then we just kept walking, then we got to one of those groups of little couches.  Me+Max sat together on one, and his friends sat on another.  After a couple of minutes, we walked to the food court...and sat down, when my mom called me and said I had to go home.  So...that ended abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to watch SNL.  Panic At The Disco's gonna be on there!  I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Scream Aim Fire" - Bullet For My Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: excited&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3821111873901394811?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3821111873901394811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3821111873901394811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3821111873901394811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3821111873901394811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay-i-got-me-some-new-musics.html' title='Yay!  I got me some new musics.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3998567302689090285</id><published>2008-04-05T08:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:29:03.873-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='applied'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not working'/><title type='text'>NNnnngh.....</title><content type='html'>I just woke up.  Why on earth I feel the need to update my blog the instant I can, I don't have a reason.  It feels like a Sunday to me...but it's not.  I wanna hang with friends...maybe I'll call or IM some today so we can.  Or if you're reading my blog (yeah right, nobody reads this (I think)), then cal or IM me.  Well...don't call me on my cell phone, 'cause I have like no minutes on it.  So IM me or call my house phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad kinda gave me some bad news last night...he's not going to be working races this year.  He said it's because he doesn't feel like he's getting the respect he deserves, and he has a bone to pick with the people who's organizing the races.  That was too bad...I was really looking forward to going to the races...he said possibly he'll go to one or two, so maybe that'll happen.  I sure hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Google Talk yesterday.  Anybody wanna talk, my username is sean.feichtenbiner@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also applied for jobs to:&lt;br /&gt;-Beaners&lt;br /&gt;-WalMart&lt;br /&gt;-Denny's&lt;br /&gt;-Lansing Mall 6 Theatres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Don't Stop The Music" - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: hungry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3998567302689090285?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3998567302689090285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3998567302689090285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3998567302689090285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3998567302689090285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/nnnnngh.html' title='NNnnngh.....'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5612711475708726617</id><published>2008-04-03T21:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:56:49.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best buy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>Ohmigosh.  Best Buy has an Apple Shop now.</title><content type='html'>So I'm writing this on the new MacBook Air at Best buy. So awesome! I can't believe that this thing is so thin! Granted, there's only one USB port and no optical drive, but this thing is BANGIN! I close it, and it's like...meh. "I'm only this big...see how tiny I am!" lol I am in heaven right now. There's this whole little Apple shop in Best Buy. You don't know how long I've been waiting for this to happen! Just...ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The machines look so pretty...when I get a Mac, I'm planning on getting the MacBook Pro. The ultimate media machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just drooling over this beauty of a laptop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "What I've Done" - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: spicy...lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5612711475708726617?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5612711475708726617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5612711475708726617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5612711475708726617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5612711475708726617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohmigosh-best-buy-has-apple-shop-now.html' title='Ohmigosh.  Best Buy has an Apple Shop now.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4165151631708250582</id><published>2008-04-03T15:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:55:58.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='migraine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='360'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backseat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pirates OTC'/><title type='text'>I.  Have Got.  A.  Migraine.</title><content type='html'>My GOD, I just want it to go the f*** away!  I put my car in the driveway and an extension cord to my car so I could work on my laptop in my backseat.  Why, you may ask?  Well...cause my back seat's so comfortable.  I can just pull the extension cord in the window, then bring in my laptop so I can do stuff like update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 5th hour, we had a sub, so almost nobody did any actual &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;.  In 6th hour, it was kinda like a huge party.  Josh Wise brought in his 360, and he set it up with Mrs. Henry's projector on part of her board.  I had brought my laptop, and played Pirates OTC #2 on another projector until I noticed that nobody was watching it...lol.  I stopped the movie, then started just playing around.  I was making random Paint figures...then playing Spider Solitare...then showing off all my pictures.  It was fun...at the end, I felt a little twinge of a headache, but not much.  It didn't get bigger until I went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY PLZ HANG WITH ME!  lol...I have no life.  AIM me too! sfeichtenbiner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4165151631708250582?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4165151631708250582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4165151631708250582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4165151631708250582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4165151631708250582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-got-migraine.html' title='I.  Have Got.  A.  Migraine.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-656727414675160116</id><published>2008-04-02T20:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:33:21.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>Nothin much goin' on...</title><content type='html'>Just going to go take a shower.  Tomorrow's the last day before spring break!  I'm so excited...not that I'm going anywhere, though!  Just be online constantly....ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel dirty.  I'm going to go and get clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Don't Stop The Music" - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: inquisitive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-656727414675160116?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/656727414675160116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=656727414675160116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/656727414675160116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/656727414675160116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothin-much-goin-on.html' title='Nothin much goin&apos; on...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-281235354735958987</id><published>2008-04-01T20:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:28:29.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conferences'/><title type='text'>Conferences...</title><content type='html'>Didn't go too bad, much to my surprise.  My dad went along with me, as my mother and brother were at the middle school doing the book fair during their conferences.  My dad was pretty cool-headed about the whole thing, even about the low grades.  (I won't tell you my grades...just FYI.)  He's just cool like that.  So we went through all my teachers except Mrs. Henry.  She left a phone-call sign up sheet at her table.  Skipper....lol.  We then had dinner at Chipotle, which was teh shit as always.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, and started working on my homework.  When my mom came home, we went over the little "fact-sheet" that my dad had so conveniently typed up for her.  I actually think it helped her be more mellow about it all...she was pretty cool about it, too.  We went over it (me and my mom) and decided that I should start going to the help sessions at lunch for Trig and Chem classes.  I agreed with that, too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dead (yet)! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Heartache Tonight" - The Eagles&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: invincible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-281235354735958987?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/281235354735958987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=281235354735958987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/281235354735958987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/281235354735958987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/conferences.html' title='Conferences...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-2603780754836779724</id><published>2008-04-01T18:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:57:20.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='custom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall out boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live in phoenix'/><title type='text'>GMAIL CUSTOM TIME</title><content type='html'>*How do I use it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click "Set custom time" from the Compose view. Any email you send to the past appears in the proper chronological order in your recipient's inbox. You can opt for it to show up read or unread by selecting the appropriate option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is there a limit to how far back I can send email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You'll only be able to send email back until April 1, 2004, the day we launched Gmail. If we were to let you send an email from Gmail before Gmail existed, well, that would be like hanging out with your parents before you were born -- crazy talk.&lt;br /&gt;How does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gmail utilizes an e-flux capacitor to resolve issues of causality (see Grandfather Paradox).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How come I only get ten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our researchers have concluded that allowing each person more than ten pre-dated emails per year would cause people to lose faith in the accuracy of time, thus rendering the feature useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;***I think that this is just Google's idea of an April Fools joke, much like last year's Google TISP idea.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mail.google.com/mail/help/customtime/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Live In Phoenix" - album by Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: insubordinate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-2603780754836779724?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/2603780754836779724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=2603780754836779724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2603780754836779724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2603780754836779724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/04/gmail-custom-time.html' title='GMAIL CUSTOM TIME'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8887940641147085872</id><published>2008-03-31T22:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:38:22.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tombstone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conferences'/><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow evening could either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a) Go over okay...nothing major happening&lt;/i&gt;, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;b) blow up in my face and destroy my life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and Wednesday are conferences.  And I'm &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; not gonna enjoy it...so if I do happen to die, I want my tombstone to read "Here lies Sean.  Tried his best, now lies with the rest." lol jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well just shoot myself in the &lt;s&gt;eye or other body part&lt;/s&gt; head now...just get it over with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Pas De Cheval" - Panic At The Disco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8887940641147085872?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8887940641147085872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8887940641147085872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8887940641147085872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8887940641147085872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4852789236812219561</id><published>2008-03-31T20:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:27:59.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='code'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calculator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numbers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphing'/><title type='text'>Graphing Calc "game"</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my friend Kyle for letting me in on this piece of code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it is is a little program that, when executed, adds 1+1 over and over again until you tell it to stop.  NOTE: this will only work if you have a TI graphing calculator, so plz check.  Now, you go to PRGM, then go over to NEW.  Type in an appropriate name, then hit ENTER.  It then should go to the screen where you can begin coding.  I'll provide little hints at the end to where you can find some of the expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DISP 1&lt;br /&gt;:1-&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;:While W&lt;9999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;:DISP W+1&lt;br /&gt;:(W+1)-&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;:END&lt;br /&gt;:STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get DISP, (while writing the code), press PRGM, scroll right to I/O, then go town to #5: Disp and press ENTER.  &lt;br /&gt;To get -&gt;, press STO.  (Usually located above the ON button.)  When I say -&gt; in the code, that means STO.&lt;br /&gt;To get "while", press PRGM and then go down to #5: While and press ENTER.  &lt;br /&gt;To get the "&lt;" symbol, press 2ND then MATH.  Scroll down to #5: &lt; and then press ENTER.&lt;br /&gt;To get END, press PRGM, then scroll down to #7: END&lt;br /&gt;To get STOP, press PRGM, then scroll down to #F: STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press 2ND MODE (to quit) after that, and you're done!  To execute the program, press PRGM, then navigate to (whatever name you gave it) under the "EXEC" column.  Press ENTER.  Beware of scrolling numbers!  To stop it, press ON at any time, followed by the number "1" and "CLEAR".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!  (I started it up in the middle of 5th hour, and by the time I got home, it had gotten to above 100,000.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4852789236812219561?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4852789236812219561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4852789236812219561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4852789236812219561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4852789236812219561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/graphing-calc-game.html' title='Graphing Calc &quot;game&quot;'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5680188520693852219</id><published>2008-03-29T21:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:31:35.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic at the disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall out boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesse mccartney'/><title type='text'>I just got home from work...</title><content type='html'>Ugh.  There was this one family that WOULD NOT LEAVE.  I was like *in my mind* "OMG.  Leave.  Get.  Out.  Now." lol...I spent about half an hour washing dishes over a sink which was very poorly positioned.  It was just low enough to make my back hurt like a bitch.  Not to mention that the only tips that I got was $0.16.  Yep.  Enough gas money to get me...one centimeter? idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward *very much* to downloading Panic! At The Disco's new album "Pretty.  Odd." on iTunes.  The previews sound so good!  Ryan+Brendon's voices are like pure gold.  I'm also planning on downloading FOB's cover of "Beat It".  It, too, sounded so good!  Also, I'm gonna download Jesse McCartney's new album "Departure" when it comes out on April 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now...time to go to bed.  G'night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Beat It" - Fall Out Boy cover &amp; "Back In Black" - AC/DC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5680188520693852219?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5680188520693852219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5680188520693852219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5680188520693852219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5680188520693852219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-got-home-from-work.html' title='I just got home from work...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-7528950772744955565</id><published>2008-03-29T12:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T13:55:00.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>Turned out that I'm not doing anything fun like I promised in my last post.  I ate breakfast, was on my laptop for only a little bit, took down some Christmas decorations (yes, they were still up...), and I'm now revising my junior research paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am going to be listening to my music while I'm at it!  I don't know why, but music, no matter how loud or what genre, makes me concentrate better and helps me hone my ideas better.  My teachers used to (and still do) scold me for using my iPod during class...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Give Me Novocaine"  - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: busy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-7528950772744955565?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/7528950772744955565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=7528950772744955565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7528950772744955565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/7528950772744955565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/well_29.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5132066085304054779</id><published>2008-03-29T08:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:16:46.440-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaraunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Why am I up this early...?</title><content type='html'>I don't even see the sense in it.  Saturdays are for sleeping in until you wake up when the sun hits you.  Not for being up at 7:30 and updating your blog and being on YouTube!  Grr...I just finished folding and putting away all my laundry....I'm bored!  Someone please rescue me!  Right now, I'm uploading a video to YouTube.  It's of when Minority Funk played at our high school's BSU (black student union) talent show sometime in march.  Hopefully, this'll get them some publicity...I want to go to at least one of their shows (like the one on April third)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting into photography more and more lately...I'm considering just going downtown today after breakfast, and taking like 100 random pictures (I guess it'd technically be "people watching") and posting them up on facebook/myspace/photobucket or whatever.  I already have over 100 "tech" images on Facebook, and I guess...I just like taking pictures.  Videos are cool, too...the only ting is that I have to lower my camera's resolution so the videos aren't so large that YouTube won't let me upload them (or it takes too long).  So I just might take today as a "take pictures of whatever" day.  Hopefully, I'll get lots of good pictures, and I'll post the link or whatever here, along with the actual pics on whichever site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesternight, my dad, my brother and I went to a "new" Mexican restaurant, Alicia's Mexican Deli (on St. Joe).  It was pretty good!  Then we went home and watched "The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy".  Funny movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda want to do something today before I have to go into work...maybe hang out at the mall or something.  I just need to get out of the house.  When you're up at 7:30 AM rolling up sock balls, then you know you have no life...lol.  Maybe people could come into where I work as well?  That'd be nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music/Listening To: "Leavin'" - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: hungry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5132066085304054779?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5132066085304054779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5132066085304054779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5132066085304054779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5132066085304054779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-am-i-up-this-early.html' title='Why am I up this early...?'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8576986907176520979</id><published>2008-03-28T17:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:15:29.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viruses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Today was....interesting.</title><content type='html'>Certainly better than last night, at any rate.  I was going to hang out with friends, but Robert has to go up north for a lawsuit (long story, don't ask), so he can't.  So I have no plans thus far.  I *really* want to hang out....I need to prove that I don't have a life! lol  My cat seems strangely attracted to my wireless router, and the only reason that I can come up with is that she likes sitting on it because of the warmth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to re-build my iTunes library on my laptop, since it was wiped for the de-virus-ing.  I tried the method of going into the "invisible" music folder on my iPod's hard drive and copying all those into iTunes, but I seem to be missing some songs.  Either I missed a folder or two, or something else is up.  I kinda really want to base my library onto my laptop, and not have it just reside on my iPod hard drive.  I want to try out the free programs, but they either have some catch or limitation, or are ridden with viruses.  Arrgh!  Oh, the trouble...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go and eat at a new Mexican restaraunt...mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music/Listening To: "Harry Potter Puppet Pals: Wizard Swears"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TqTHmzMk0Cw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8576986907176520979?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8576986907176520979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8576986907176520979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8576986907176520979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8576986907176520979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-wasinteresting.html' title='Today was....interesting.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8747926188038736166</id><published>2008-03-27T20:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:28:30.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat wireless router funny'/><title type='text'>No "Real" Post Tonight...</title><content type='html'>I...just can't do it right now.  It's just a personal reason.  I do, however, have a pic of my mom's cat on top of our wireless router.  (Just to hold you guys off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music: "Buy U A Drank" - T-Pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R-w7S-M5ILI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dYEQtCCMric/s1600-h/100_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R-w7S-M5ILI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dYEQtCCMric/s320/100_0744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182582468317356210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8747926188038736166?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8747926188038736166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8747926188038736166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8747926188038736166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8747926188038736166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-real-post-tonight.html' title='No &quot;Real&quot; Post Tonight...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R-w7S-M5ILI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dYEQtCCMric/s72-c/100_0744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6082671753871256027</id><published>2008-03-26T17:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:26:57.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fixed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bulb'/><title type='text'>My laptop is back!</title><content type='html'>Which means...a whole lot more updates (hopefully).  So...today has actually been pretty good, which surprises me.  I randomly thought of a great Scrubs quote today which made me burst out laughing during my chem test today: "Either he has a light bulb up his butt, or his colon has a really great idea..."  Wow.  That just totally made me laugh for some unknown reason.  lol...probably 'cause it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just eating dinner right now-leftover sub sandwich with some corn.  Nothing out of the norm, just what I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car needs a wash...bad.  When I came home from school today, I noticed that there was a layer of dust/mud stuff all over.  So I wrote (with my finger) "WASH ME PLZ!" on the hood.  I probably do have enough money to do so...just need to actually do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6082671753871256027?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6082671753871256027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6082671753871256027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6082671753871256027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6082671753871256027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-laptop-is-back.html' title='My laptop is back!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3592387003849913927</id><published>2008-03-25T18:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:38:50.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trigonometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denny&apos;s'/><title type='text'>My laptop...</title><content type='html'>apparently had some humongo-virus on it.  How did I not know about this?!?!?  Frag Center said that the virus, whatever it was, had actually &lt;i&gt;eaten the partition that I had on it&lt;/i&gt;!  I was like "wtf?" of course...I'll just keep the essentials on it: Microsoft Office, Firefox, iTunes, AIM, and maybe 1 or 2 others...I called them today and they said that they were just doing the system wipe today.  It had taken them 2 days to do a FULL virus scan!  I guess that...whatever it was, I won't be messing around with weird programs or other things in the future when I get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Jake today in trig class, and he said that Denny's (on Saginaw) was hiring.  I might just go apply...I need the hours, and Jake said that hey were pretty flexible with your hours...the only downside would be that I'd go home smelling like syrup and grease...mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to start posting the little "Current Music" thingy at the ends of my posts now...I feel like I have something to share about my music tastes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Music:&lt;/i&gt; "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" - Fall Out Boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3592387003849913927?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3592387003849913927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3592387003849913927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3592387003849913927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3592387003849913927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-laptop.html' title='My laptop...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4619468896040566194</id><published>2008-03-24T16:08:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:55:39.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firefox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobdrive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calculator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boot'/><title type='text'>I suddenly have the urge to...do nothing.</title><content type='html'>Mhmm.  That's right, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in 3rd hour, my government class was in the HP lab.  I was sitting next to Amia, who was sitting next to Joel, and Angelica was sitting across from us.  Amia suddenly starts rubbing my arm and "petting" me.  So Angelica comes in and says how jealous she is (we're all kidding, of course!), and her &amp; Amia start playfully arguing.  Amia keeps on petting me, and suddenly says "I'm the mother of Sean's babies!!!!!"  Joel turns around and is like "WTF?!?!?"  We all burst out laughing...but wait!  It's not over yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amia AGAIN is petting my arm when suddenly, she grabs my graphing calculator (which I had out for no apparent reason), and SHOVES IT DOWN HER SHIRT.  Joel and I about fall down in our chairs laughing, while Amia's just working like nothing's happening.  I tell her I want it back, and she says "come and get it!"  At that point, I just give up.  I transfer Portable Firefox (more on that later) to Joel's flash drive, and when I try to hand it back to him, Amia grabs that and sticks it down her shirt, as well!  (We have hence christened his flash drive "the Boobdrive")!  I just give up and stand up to walk out.  She does, as well, and Joel tries to hold her back.  We wrestle her to the ground, and I get my calculator back, but Joel doesn't get his flash drive back.  (I talked to Amia 4th hour, and she still hadn't given it back! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something amazing out today!  If I boot Portable Firefox from one of my (many) USB flash drives, I can bypass the school filters and go to myspace, youtube, facebook, etc.  It only works on the PCs, though (although I'll have to try it on the Macs).  Hooray for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4619468896040566194?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4619468896040566194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4619468896040566194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4619468896040566194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4619468896040566194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-suddenly-have-urge-todo-nothing.html' title='I suddenly have the urge to...do nothing.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3139805761152474101</id><published>2008-03-23T12:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:17:31.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candles'/><title type='text'>Last night was fun...ha.</title><content type='html'>Yeah...I went to Harli's surprise party last night, even though her birthday is really today.  Oh well!  I came to her house, then she was supposed to be dropped off by 4:15 (I arrived at about 3:45 or so).  The people that I knew were Mike Davis, Matt Johnson, Jen Bisel, Jen (last name unknown) and another person...sry.  I got the perfect video of her walking through her front door!  And from then on, I took a ton of pics and a vid of her blowing her candles on her cake.  I'm going to burn her a CD of all the birthday pics and videos...after we ate cake (MMM!), we all went out into her front yard and had a snowball fight.  Most of us had no jacket on...oh well!  Her brothers/sisters/cousins are so evil!  They pelted me with snow so hard...well, so did everybody else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we gave up on the snowball fight, we all decided to go see a movie at LM6.  We wanted to see Drillbit Taylor, so we all called our parents and I called LM6 to see about the times.  The next one was at 7:30, and it was about 6:42.  Mike Davis had to do some chores before he could go, so Bobby took him and some other people to finish his chores faster.  Meanwhile, my mom drove me, Sarah and Harli to the movies and she gave me money.  Yay! lol...We went into the movie, and about 10 minutes after it started, the other people finally came in...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the movie, and it was GOOD!  The evil bully with the gray tanktop was so damn hot!!!  Sarah and Harli both agreed...wow.  The guys sitting next to us were hot, too...again, Sarah and Harli agreed.  See, we agree on so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom took us home...I fell into bed, and then went to sleep.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how my Saturday was!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3139805761152474101?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3139805761152474101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3139805761152474101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3139805761152474101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3139805761152474101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-night-was-funha.html' title='Last night was fun...ha.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1009841941610420362</id><published>2008-03-22T13:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:41:45.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wipers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Rock Cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valvoline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windshield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marching'/><title type='text'>My car is feeling much better now.</title><content type='html'>So I just came back from Valvoline and Murray's Auto Parts, where my car got an oil change (that's overdue) and new windshield wipers for both the left and right front windshield.  The right one's rubber is cracking (and thus leaving streaks) and the left one fell apart when I took my car through the car wash a few days ago.  It came apart (the metal from the rubber) and it was fixable, but I needed both new ones so I just got them.  Actually, my dad paid for both the oil change and the wipers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the Wavo Band Booster newsletter today, and included is the itinerary.  Some of the places we're going (On the DC trip) include: Hilton Crystal City Hotel (our hotel), Arlington National Cemetery, US Holocaust Museum, Union Station (dinner), Hard Rock Cafe (OMG!!! breakfast), Smithsonian Museums, Old Post Office, the Capitol, UNO's (union station, dinner), and H2O (dinner).  This is going to be such a great trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough rambling for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1009841941610420362?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1009841941610420362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1009841941610420362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1009841941610420362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1009841941610420362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-car-is-feeling-much-better-now.html' title='My car is feeling much better now.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-837297131919140020</id><published>2008-03-21T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:23:49.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='next'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><title type='text'>Here's what classes I want to take next year...</title><content type='html'>1. 3530 College Prep English 12 (Required) 1.00 &lt;br /&gt;2. 5650 Trig &amp; Analy (Required) 1.00 &lt;br /&gt;3. 6986 Physics Intro (Required) 1.00 &lt;br /&gt;4. 7370 Advanced Placement Psychology (Required) 1.00 &lt;br /&gt;5. 6060 Band Symphonic (Elective) 1.00 &lt;br /&gt;6. 8630 Computer Media 201 (Elective) 0.50 &lt;br /&gt;7. 8630 Computer Media 201 (Elective) 0.50 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Credit Hours Requested 6.00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-837297131919140020?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/837297131919140020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=837297131919140020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/837297131919140020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/837297131919140020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/heres-what-classes-i-want-to-take-next.html' title='Here&apos;s what classes I want to take next year...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6679147309153168367</id><published>2008-03-20T12:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:15:09.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reactions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>World Language Night</title><content type='html'>is tonight.  And it's gonna be...interesting.  For the past 2 weeks, my spanish 2 class has done noting but work on our pinata and the pinatas of those classes who are too lazy to undertake their own. Our (pinata) is...STANLEY THE GIANT CHICKEN! That's right, folks.  We've been working on a chicken.  Almost none of our class voted for it, yet we're still doing it...I don't know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chemistry class (2nd hour) is doing examples of the different types of reactions: synthesis, combustion, decomposition, single replacement and double replacement.  I've been making videos of all the demos, and will present them when done.  I've got vids of combustion and decomposition so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now...kthnxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6679147309153168367?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6679147309153168367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6679147309153168367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6679147309153168367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6679147309153168367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/world-language-night.html' title='World Language Night'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-136484266856389286</id><published>2008-03-18T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:52:20.689-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Uh oh...</title><content type='html'>My research paper is going in a totally opposite direction from where I expected it to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad...very bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-136484266856389286?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/136484266856389286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=136484266856389286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/136484266856389286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/136484266856389286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-3276428323695855715</id><published>2008-03-17T19:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:28:43.723-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sign'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking lot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita'/><title type='text'>Sorry about the length (or lack thereof) of the last post...</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; extremely depressed.  Anyway...the play's over!  Now we get to take the stuff down.  However, I think that most of what we built we're going to save for next year's play/musical.  All in all, I think it was a pretty good weekend [for the play] except for MacBeth flying out (I'll explain later)  and my baby (our soundboard) freezing 5 minutes before show (again, more later) on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  So, now I explain MacBeth.  We've had this...ahem...bat...loose in our theatre ceiling for years.  And Rita has thus christened it "MacBeth."   Of course, we can't say the name because it's supposedly bad luck.  But Mike cursed our whole production by saying the name like 5 times.  So...it flew out during the second half (up near the balcony, where Sarah was having a HUGE hissy fit) for about 20 minutes and I just hope that the audience thought that it was an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; well done special effect.  But earlier, about 5 minutes before show, when I was playing the "pre-show music", it was playing...then I heard a huge "POP".  Then...silence.  A sound board op's worst nightmare.  So I was like on the ClearCom saying like "um...anybody know where Rita is?  Our sound board kinda froze."  So Rita, Covey and Jenna all huddled around the board and Redmond made an announcement that we're having "technical difficulties".  So we ended up just re-starting the board, and Covey forbade me to plug a USB flash drive in again...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I got McD sandwiches before our final show.  As I pulled into the parking lot of the high school, it was just me, Robert Ende, and several other cars.  (Janitors, perhaps?)  We were waiting for Rita to unlock the doors.  He had tennis rackets in his car, and I had a tennis ball in my glove box, so we played...Parking Lot Tennis!  We kinda just whaled the balls at eachother, though.  Then other techies showed up.  We had Rob P., Bobby, Harli, Matt J., Matt T., and maybe one more person join in before the light god came in and unlocked the doors.  (I'll post the video soon...my computer's acting weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the show, Robert Ende and I left first.  As we headed to our cars, we dragged two of those cement handicap signs in front of and behind her truck.  I've got a picture! lol...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R98MLw_uNpI/AAAAAAAAACI/u4PEG38RPRs/s1600-h/100_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R98MLw_uNpI/AAAAAAAAACI/u4PEG38RPRs/s320/100_0682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178871492769625746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, that's enough for now...I think my computer may crash at any moment.  When I try to upload the YouTube vid, my internet goes down (and I've got DSL).  So, I'll try later...and let you know when the video is up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-3276428323695855715?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/3276428323695855715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=3276428323695855715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3276428323695855715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/3276428323695855715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-about-length-or-lack-thereof-of.html' title='Sorry about the length (or lack thereof) of the last post...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R98MLw_uNpI/AAAAAAAAACI/u4PEG38RPRs/s72-c/100_0682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-190907200848502778</id><published>2008-03-15T16:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T16:44:28.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>I'm debating with myself...and losing...</title><content type='html'>There are so many things that I want to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet none of them flow from my fingers to the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-190907200848502778?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/190907200848502778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=190907200848502778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/190907200848502778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/190907200848502778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-debating-with-myselfand-losing.html' title='I&apos;m debating with myself...and losing...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-5779457158466399457</id><published>2008-03-14T14:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T14:19:48.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='khaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effects'/><title type='text'>The Play Hath Opened.  And It Hath Royally Sucketh.</title><content type='html'>Yeah.  Half an hour before show, Redmond (our director) was going through my sound effects with me when he said "you know, that bugle horn's not gonna work for that one scene."  HE'S HEARD ALL OF MY EFFECTS BEFORE!  So now I've got two sound effects that are useless.  Does anybody have any anti-depressants?  I also drank 4 Monster Khaos drinks (the "limit" is 3) about an hour before the show.  I almost passed out.  My hands were shaking, and I felt light-headed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of those days where I am feeling extremely pissed off and suicidal.  I don't know why that is...I wonder what I need to show my doctor in order to be able to get some medicine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-5779457158466399457?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/5779457158466399457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=5779457158466399457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5779457158466399457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/5779457158466399457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/play-hath-opened-and-it-hath-royally.html' title='The Play Hath Opened.  And It Hath Royally Sucketh.'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-9161417220536566065</id><published>2008-03-13T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T12:38:30.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boot'/><title type='text'>Sad, sad day...</title><content type='html'>I tried to start-up my laptop last night, only to discover that it'll start up and go to the (Windows didn't start normally) page.  I click "Start Windows Normally", and it goes to the XP loading screen.  After 5 seconds, shuts down, restarts, and the whole thing does it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to make it short, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not gonna be able to be online for a while.&lt;/span&gt;  (This is my dad's computer.)  I'll be on when I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-9161417220536566065?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/9161417220536566065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=9161417220536566065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/9161417220536566065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/9161417220536566065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-sad-day.html' title='Sad, sad day...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6592956777048803724</id><published>2008-03-12T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:08:00.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><title type='text'>Yay for coasting on fumes!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah...almost ran out.  But I'll get to that in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days down, one to go!  The MME testing is such a pain...the time change really messed with my sleep clock...I woke up like I was coming out of an exorcism.  Anyway, 2 math tests and a...science (?) test today, and some more tomorrow.  I don't know what they are, but they'll be pretty easy (I think).  I can't even bring bottled water in the room! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I knew I was getting pretty low on gas (less than 1/16), but I didn't even know how bad it was.  I was starting my car after the tests, and it turned over (but didn't fire).  I tried it again, and it barely caught.  I was lucky to drive it home.  On the way, I saw that regular gas was $3.45!!!  I got home, discovered I had no money, and then remembered I had a $25 Marathon gas card left over from christmas.  Only to find out, however, that the nearest one was in EAST LANSING.  Well, I had no choice.  I got in my car (with some hazard triangles just in case) and started out to East Lansing.  It.  Was.  On.  The.  Highway.  Praying that I wouldn't run out, I drove at a pretty reasonable speed of 65.  (lol.)  I finally found it after 24 miles (I didn't even know I had that much!) and was able to get my tank a little more than half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...we open the play tomorrow.  We're so not prepared.  Off to go look for more sound effects!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6592956777048803724?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6592956777048803724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6592956777048803724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6592956777048803724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6592956777048803724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-for-coasting-on-fumes.html' title='Yay for coasting on fumes!!!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4456831132642286492</id><published>2008-03-08T15:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:35:34.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><title type='text'>Because everybody should be thrown in front of a semi truck sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Just kidding about the title.  I just wanted to get people's attention.  So, anywho, how's it goin?  I have to work tonight, and Rob might come by.  That's good I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking...I want to do something with my life.  Not something "good" necessarily...(god, that sounds mean!), or career-related, but just something fun and extraordinary.  Having nothing to do with what I want to do after high school.  I want to be remembered.  My parents have been trying their hardest to keep me "sheltered", and it just ain't working.  I know more about many topics than they do.  Not that I'm bragging...anyway, I'm not the "nice, sweet, behaving child" that doesn't get into trouble.  If you think that I am, you obviously don't know me at all.  Just ask my last 3 therapists.  (Not kidding!)  Or my friends.  They'll tell you that I'm the polar opposite.  This is getting too off-track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sense in my fantastical cranium that it's gonna end up making people go "he did WHAT?"  Just kidding...I don't think I could achieve that amount of famous-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What that will be, however, is up for interpretation.  I've got to go get ready for work, and while I'm at said place of employment, I'll be thinking of ideas.  Any ideas that you have, please comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4456831132642286492?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4456831132642286492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4456831132642286492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4456831132642286492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4456831132642286492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-everybody-should-be-thrown-in.html' title='Because everybody should be thrown in front of a semi truck sometimes...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-2669455727505302204</id><published>2008-03-07T15:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:29:28.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>A little while...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, things have been pretty...hectic lately.  I've had a lot of things to attend to, so I hope that you'll accept my meager apologies for the time being.  I dearly hope that my car doesn't break down on the road because I'm still getting the "LOW OIL" light even though I just filled it this morning.  Ugh...I don't wanna take it in for another costly repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in about 10 minutes, I have to go to school again so I can go to our band festival.  Max might be there, so YAY if he is.  We might be prepared, I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this online:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In a Belgrade hotel elevator): To move the cabin, push button for wishing floor. If the cabin should enter more persons, each one should press a number of wishing floor. Driving is then going alphabetically by national order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is a short update, but deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-2669455727505302204?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/2669455727505302204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=2669455727505302204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2669455727505302204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/2669455727505302204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-while.html' title='A little while...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-4001120644652035711</id><published>2008-03-03T16:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T16:17:07.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ITC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highlighter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink'/><title type='text'>Hyper paper!</title><content type='html'>So I'm in the ITC, doing "research" for my junior research paper.  And listening to "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" on the AnnaPod.  Hopefully, I'll have these updates coming more and more as time goes on.  That's ok, isn't it?&lt;p&gt;I thought so.  Today has been so depressing and dreary...raining all day, and no sunshine...I Write Sins Not Tragedies, and don't you ever forget it!  It seems to be all I ever do...I need a hobby.  Like Thnkng Ppl Fr Th Mmrs.  Why have I been incorporating all these songs into my blog post?  I don't know...all I do know is I drew a pink "X" on my hand with Anna's highlighter.  PINK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good bye for now...and I'm crankin' that soulja boy!  I'm really hyper...lawlz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-4001120644652035711?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/4001120644652035711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=4001120644652035711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4001120644652035711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/4001120644652035711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/hyper-paper.html' title='Hyper paper!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1306376487357981859</id><published>2008-03-03T10:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T10:12:22.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ITC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>My friend!</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting next to my friend, Angelica...in the ITC.  And she's bugging me to make a post about her.  So here it is!  We're checking out &lt;a href="http://www.house.gov/"&gt;www.house.gov&lt;/a&gt; and filling out this sheet for honors government.  It's really boring.  And Angelica's really cool.  Anything else?  ...hmm....she's telling me to make stuff up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1306376487357981859?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1306376487357981859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1306376487357981859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1306376487357981859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1306376487357981859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-friend.html' title='My friend!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1464573337753294969</id><published>2008-03-02T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T10:00:14.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Last night...</title><content type='html'>I worked from 1:30 till 9.  Ugh.  But, friends came over, so they entertained me!  Erica came and left, then Rob, Harli, Sarah, and another friend came over and waited until I got out of work, where we went to the HS parking lot and played music and danced...lol.  I took a pic of everybody on top of the beast, so here it is.  (Sorry about the poor quality, I took the pic with Rob's phone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R8rAtkZM-aI/AAAAAAAAABk/RQpZiKapv4E/s1600-h/TheBeast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R8rAtkZM-aI/AAAAAAAAABk/RQpZiKapv4E/s320/TheBeast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173159011084466594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1464573337753294969?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1464573337753294969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1464573337753294969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1464573337753294969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1464573337753294969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-night.html' title='Last night...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R8rAtkZM-aI/AAAAAAAAABk/RQpZiKapv4E/s72-c/TheBeast.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-1089996486994910461</id><published>2008-03-01T11:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:09:30.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spongebob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>Happy post-leap day!  Nothing much happened yesterday...went to school, hung out with friends, did homework, etc.  Now I'm watching Spongebob while waiting to go to work.  I'm also looking for an app that'll let me download YouTube videos and covert them to my iPod Video.  Also, I'm looking for any place that'll let me download the band song "Caccia and Chorale", a song that we played in symphonic band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Delta Wavo Business expo this morning, and got some free stuff, including a 97.5 NOW FM sticker, a free chiropractor visit,  lots of free pens, a thin wipe-off board, and some other stuff.  It was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go now and do...stuff...yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-1089996486994910461?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/1089996486994910461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=1089996486994910461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1089996486994910461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/1089996486994910461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/03/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6681068895794459203</id><published>2008-02-28T20:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:09:20.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><title type='text'>Blue arms +fingers!!!  Run for your life!</title><content type='html'>So we were at set build, and were painting some of our columns blue.  I had to run a microphone over to Wavo East, and when I came back, here was Spud (Michael D.), who had apparently painted his hands and arms, for an unknown reason.  (Thanks to Robert for letting me use 2.5 airtime  minutes to send this to my email.  I'll pay you back soon!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R8dpJTBim_I/AAAAAAAAABY/96wRtZlFe_k/s1600-h/noname"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R8dpJTBim_I/AAAAAAAAABY/96wRtZlFe_k/s320/noname" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172218305504779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6681068895794459203?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6681068895794459203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6681068895794459203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6681068895794459203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6681068895794459203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-arms-fingers-run-for-your-life.html' title='Blue arms +fingers!!!  Run for your life!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/R8dpJTBim_I/AAAAAAAAABY/96wRtZlFe_k/s72-c/noname' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-9140180786127509419</id><published>2008-02-28T16:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:56:31.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalapeno peppers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paycheck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Not Much...</title><content type='html'>There's not much to update about right now...just gonna go to set build after consuming my shells &amp;amp; cheese w/ jalapeno peppers.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now working from 1:30pm to about 8:15pm or so on Saturday.  So that means more money for me!  It sucks 'cause I get my paycheck once every TWO weeks, and my gas tank has been getting pretty low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In set build, our sets are coming along...well, it depends on what your definition of "good".  Our columns look like...misshapen trees, and our trees look like columns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it...I'm going to try to keep this to a daily update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-9140180786127509419?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/9140180786127509419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=9140180786127509419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/9140180786127509419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/9140180786127509419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-much.html' title='Not Much...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-8319254736148633181</id><published>2008-02-27T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:59:23.850-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bubbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuck'/><title type='text'>Gah...</title><content type='html'>So, now...I'm officially "signed up" for the MME in a couple weeks.  Our entire junior class spent 2 hours in the cafeteria, bubbling numerous sheets with redundant information.  I had to bubble in my last name (13 letters) 4 different times!  Not to mention my address, city and state, DOB, and other such essential info.  I had hand cramps afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!  My cat caught a *live* mouse last night.  Apparently, it was in our basement, and she somehow grabbed it in her mouth and trotted up the basement stairs.  I guess it was playing dead, since it wasn't moving in her mouth (or she was just holding it too tight).  When she got to the bottom of the steps leading upstairs (to my bedroom), she ran up *with the mouse still in her mouth!*  So she gets to the top of the stairs with me and my mom right behind her, and LETS IT GO.  Where there are many MANY hiding spots.  It could've gone anywhere, but no.  It had to go into my bedroom!!!  *Add more exclamation points as needed*  So it runs right under the desk under my window, where there's a pile of rope lights, a full duffel bag, and my *heavy* stereo.  I try to uncover stuff, when the mouse (in all of the confusion) runs out and into a little corner that's thankfully not very buried.  So we scare it out of that hiding spot, and while it's trying to escape, my mom SLAMS it with the red lid to a Lego bucket.  I guess it knocked it unconscious or something, cause it didn't even move when I went to go take it outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car got stuck yesterday.  I had pulled it off to the side of the road so I could shovel our driveway.  When I had finished shoveling, I put it into DRIVE and pressed the gas. *insert tire spinning sound here*  Shoveled it out, then tried it again, achieving the same result.  Finally, I grabbed a tow rope from my dad's truck, backed the truck up behind my car (since my car only has tow hooks in the back (wtf?)) and pulled it backwards a little bit.  I was then able to *slowly* drive my car out of the ditch.  After I came back for the truck, I looked in the spot where my front right tire was.  THERE WAS A FREAKING HOLE.  Really deep.  So that's why I couldn't get out!  I pulled into a hole.  *Mental note: buy jumper cables, and tow rope.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-8319254736148633181?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/8319254736148633181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=8319254736148633181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8319254736148633181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/8319254736148633181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/02/gah.html' title='Gah...'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069292173375061259.post-6528759324244432233</id><published>2008-02-26T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:35:01.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>My First Blog!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to me first blog entry on Blogger.  If you don't know me *much*, there are a few sites you can check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/iamseanf&lt;br /&gt;g33kboy41.livejournal.com (old blog)&lt;br /&gt;http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=782465295&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...I think that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto what's going on right now with my life.  I'm about to go to set build for our school's spring play, "A Midsummer Night's Dream".  Now while that may sound like fun, it is ALOT of work.  Though I do get a chance to hang with my friends and teh awesomest technical director, Rita.  She's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  Something else: I officially hate winter.  This white stuff has got to end.  I had to tow my own car out of the street today!  I can't wait for summer...*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now...I'll go and eat my meager offerings before I head to set build.  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069292173375061259-6528759324244432233?l=seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/feeds/6528759324244432233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069292173375061259&amp;postID=6528759324244432233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6528759324244432233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069292173375061259/posts/default/6528759324244432233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanfeichtenbiner.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog!'/><author><name>Sean Feichtenbiner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466745682968111913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLapa0_qyxs/SLN8Q58xZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vXul7yPeL-I/S220/l_d92996c5ed6d85b9be9e126a9022a5b4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
