<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:44:00.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dictum Sit Amet</title><subtitle type='html'>Every day, it's something else... </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-113037680266941489</id><published>2005-10-26T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:33:22.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice</title><summary type='text'>  You are a   Social Liberal  (70% permissive)   and an...  Economic Liberal  (25% permissive)   You are best described as a: Democrat                     Link: The Politics Test  on OkCupid Free Online DatingAlso: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/113037680266941489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/113037680266941489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/10/nice.html' title='Nice'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112761852479810018</id><published>2005-09-24T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:22:04.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Prof</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112761852479810018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112761852479810018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/09/prof.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112761850067131762</id><published>2005-09-24T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:21:40.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure is.Prof</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112761850067131762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112761850067131762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/09/sure-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112582150175957627</id><published>2005-09-04T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T03:11:41.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>$100 million</title><summary type='text'>Countries around the world are pledging assistance to the U.S. to help deal with Katrina's devastation. China's offering $5 million. Castro wants to send 1,100 doctors and 26 tons of medicine. Mexico's offering money and 15 truckloads of supplies to arrive via Texas. Spain's waiting for a formal request, at which point they will gladly release gasoline stocks to us. Even Hugo Chavez is offering </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112582150175957627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112582150175957627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/09/100-million.html' title='$100 million'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112572816369958729</id><published>2005-09-03T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T01:19:19.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    Advanced Global Personality Test Results     Extraversion |||||| 30%   Stability |||||||||||||||| 70%   Orderliness |||||||||||||||| 66%   Accommodation |||||||||||||||||||| 90%   Interdependence |||||||||||||||||| 76%   Intellectual |||||||||||||||||||| 83%   Mystical |||||||||| 36%   Artistic |||||||||| 36%   Religious || 10%   Hedonism || 10%   Materialism |||||||||| 36%   Narcissism |||||</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112572816369958729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112572816369958729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/09/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112464819483838737</id><published>2005-08-21T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T13:16:34.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggies</title><summary type='text'>"A man with a gun is a citizen.A man without a gun is a subject." - the rear bumper of some stupid fucking AggieYou know what, I'm just going to let that speak for itself. Don't make the mistake of thinking I'm disgusted with Aggies because of that. I'm disgusted with that Aggie because of that, and I'm disgusted with anybody that agrees with that bumper sticker.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112464819483838737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112464819483838737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/08/aggies.html' title='Aggies'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112217486053313315</id><published>2005-07-23T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:14:20.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HahahaProf</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112217486053313315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112217486053313315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/07/hahahaprof.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112123256333156994</id><published>2005-07-13T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:29:23.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Americanism</title><summary type='text'>At least 150 people have died in a three-train collision in Pakistan this morning.That's the second story. The banner headline on CNN.com, of course, is the news that despite new tile damage, the Discovery is going to launch.Ugh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112123256333156994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112123256333156994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/07/americanism.html' title='Americanism'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-112019833871666380</id><published>2005-06-30T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T01:13:00.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisty</title><summary type='text'>"Hope is the feeling you have that the feeling you have isn't permanent."So I started writing something, and Firefox decided to throw an error at me. Of course Blogger lost my entry, I wouldn't have expected anything else. Then I tried rewriting it, but damnit, it was a spur of the moment thing, and I can't reproduce that kind of creativity on demand. And whatever I tried after it just turned </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112019833871666380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/112019833871666380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/06/twisty.html' title='Twisty'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111955496011810833</id><published>2005-06-23T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:29:20.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High court OKs personal property seizures</title><summary type='text'>"WASHINGTON (AP) -- -- The Supreme Court on Thursday ruled that local governments may seize people's homes and businesses -- even against their will -- for private economic development....As a result, cities have wide power to bulldoze residences for projects such as shopping malls and hotel complexes to generate tax revenue. Local officials, not federal judges, know best in deciding whether a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111955496011810833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111955496011810833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/06/high-court-oks-personal-property.html' title='High court OKs personal property seizures'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111894481018559292</id><published>2005-06-16T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T13:01:05.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><summary type='text'>And I thought it would be over when they showed the autopsy. What was I thinking?"An autopsy that found Terry Schiavo suffered from severe and irreversible brain-damage has done nothing to sway her parents' position that she deserved to live and may have gotten better with therapy. The long-awaited report Wednesday found Schiavo's brain had shrunk to about half the normal size for a woman her age</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111894481018559292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111894481018559292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/06/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111885602151328732</id><published>2005-06-15T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T12:20:21.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, what do you know</title><summary type='text'>Michael Schiavo actually knew what he was talking about. He was proven correct. Half of her brain was gone. There was no way in hell she was returning. Now everybody shut the fuck up and leave the man in peace.Oh and apparently they tied The O.C. and MTV to eating disorders... which is kinda funny. ;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111885602151328732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111885602151328732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-what-do-you-know.html' title='Hey, what do you know'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111881633011127307</id><published>2005-06-15T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T01:19:02.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You shall all feel my wrath.</title><summary type='text'>               a Ninja      You scored 10 Honor, 4 Justice, 4 Adventure,  and 5 Individuality!                  You are a soldier of the night. You rely on no more than your cunningand your repuation to strike fear in the hearts of lord and peasantalike. You've a sense of honor, but one that comes from within, notimposed from outside.Black clothes and shuriken for you. You're gonna do just fine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111881633011127307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111881633011127307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-shall-all-feel-my-wrath.html' title='You shall all feel my wrath.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111761467348620352</id><published>2005-06-01T03:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T03:31:13.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lmao</title><summary type='text'>Fuck telemarketers.http://www.feloncheck.com/Seriously it's hilarious. I love it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111761467348620352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111761467348620352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/06/lmao.html' title='lmao'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111690857983036626</id><published>2005-05-23T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:22:59.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aight</title><summary type='text'>Well I said I'd post when I got my computer all fixed up, so I'll keep my word. Upgraded the case and PSU and now it's nice and quiet... so I'm happy. Plus there's space enough for all my hard drives, so no more external required.So now I've arrived home. Honestly I've never been so happy to be back, it's kind of weird. I just had a long year this year and things are different. High school I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111690857983036626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111690857983036626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/05/aight.html' title='Aight'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111501563377993672</id><published>2005-05-02T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:33:53.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn... if it wasn't right, I wouldn't have posted it</title><summary type='text'>Your Birthdate: November 7Born on the 7th day of month gives you a tendency to be something of a perfectionist and makes you more individualistic in many ways.Your mind is good at deep mental analysis and complicated reasoning.You are very psychic and sensitive, and you should usually follow your hunches.You may not take orders too well, so you may want to work alone or in a situation where you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111501563377993672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111501563377993672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/05/damn-if-it-wasnt-right-i-wouldnt-have.html' title='Damn... if it wasn&apos;t right, I wouldn&apos;t have posted it'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111475849629081027</id><published>2005-04-29T02:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:08:16.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooo double post... I warned you I was awesome...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111475849629081027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111475849629081027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/04/ooo-double-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111475845128617853</id><published>2005-04-29T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:07:34.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man I am the awesomest person you know and you know it</title><summary type='text'>What Kind of Geek are You?Name DOB Favourite Color Your IQ is frighteningly highYou are a computer geekYour strength is you can understand and use slangYour weakness is electronsYou think normal people are aliensNormal people think that you are derangedThis quiz by owlsamantha - Taken 218916 Times.New - Kwiz.Biz Astrology</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111475845128617853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111475845128617853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/04/man-i-am-awesomest-person-you-know-and_29.html' title='Man I am the awesomest person you know and you know it'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111475835802995681</id><published>2005-04-29T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:06:30.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man I am the awesomest person you know and you know it</title><summary type='text'>What Kind of Geek are You?Name DOB Favourite Color Your IQ is frighteningly highYou are a computer geekYour strength is you can understand and use slangYour weakness is electronsYou think normal people are aliensNormal people think that you are derangedThis quiz by owlsamantha - Taken 218916 Times.New - Kwiz.Biz Astrology</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111475835802995681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111475835802995681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/04/man-i-am-awesomest-person-you-know-and.html' title='Man I am the awesomest person you know and you know it'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111369248056455071</id><published>2005-04-16T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T18:01:20.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bitch stole my fish!Prof</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111369248056455071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111369248056455071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/04/bitch-stole-my-fishprof.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111238319542897933</id><published>2005-04-01T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T13:19:55.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best Protester EverProf</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111238319542897933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111238319542897933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/04/best-protester-everprof.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111223913089396284</id><published>2005-03-30T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T21:20:03.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Terry Schiavo's Blog (Click me)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111223913089396284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111223913089396284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/03/terry-schiavos-blog-click-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-111162309193083420</id><published>2005-03-23T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:11:31.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddamn I'm tired of Terri Schiavo</title><summary type='text'>So I wouldn't normally care so much, but this is the first time this situation has EVER gotten this much attention. Honestly it's really getting fucking ridiculous. The government has no right to interfere in shit like this. Thank you very much to the FOUR DIFFERENT COURTS who have upheld the husband's case. I understand the parents love their daughter, but she's not coming back. Stop putting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111162309193083420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/111162309193083420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/03/goddamn-im-tired-of-terri-schiavo.html' title='Goddamn I&apos;m tired of Terri Schiavo'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110980545080227490</id><published>2005-03-02T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T17:17:30.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Very busy.Happy update.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110980545080227490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110980545080227490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/03/very-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110814591353303082</id><published>2005-02-11T12:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T12:18:47.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody tell me</title><summary type='text'>North Korea has nuclear weapons. It has said it is going to build up its arsenal.We don't want North Korea to have nuclear weapons. They scare us and we'd just rather they not have them.North Korea is demanding talks with the U.S. about the matter.Why will we not give them talks if it can defuse the bomb? Why do we not talk to the Koreans if we can get them to disarm? We're the only one they want</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110814591353303082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110814591353303082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/somebody-tell-me.html' title='Somebody tell me'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110796757527890154</id><published>2005-02-09T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T10:46:15.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Opposites Day</title><summary type='text'>Honest news:Girl survives scalping from her punk gang. Not even joking. She was wearing a mohawk. Apparently in that gang, you're not allowed to wear a mohawk if you disrespect women. Ah, the ironies. First a woman disrespecting women. Second, a punk group having morals. Third, scalping someone with a mohawk. The girl spent 2 weeks in the hospital. What are you people doing?http://www.cnn.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110796757527890154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110796757527890154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/opposites-day.html' title='Opposites Day'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110782158395050063</id><published>2005-02-07T18:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:13:03.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuba?</title><summary type='text'>Cuba, of all places, just gave up smoking.The country whose main export is of the supposedly highest-quality cigars known to man just abolished smoking except in designated smoking areas because they acknowledged the health risks of tobacco. If Cuba, who makes most of their money off of exports of their cigars, can know this, why can't we? Why can't we abolish tobacco altogether? Why can't we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110782158395050063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110782158395050063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/cuba.html' title='Cuba?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110768283914605002</id><published>2005-02-06T03:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T03:40:39.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>-sigh-</title><summary type='text'>I am getting exceedingly good at wiping and rebuilding my computer. It's not even 4 am and I'm already done, I think.What can I say. I'm a baller. Depressing that I have to do it so often though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110768283914605002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110768283914605002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/sigh.html' title='-sigh-'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110747357462648032</id><published>2005-02-03T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:32:54.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day for the U.S. Military!</title><summary type='text'>First, kids from a Jesuit school decided to run a fundraiser - Adopt a Sniper. The motto? 1 Shot 1 Kill No Remorse I Decide. Nice.http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/02/03/life.sniper.reut/index.htmlThen a 3-star Marine general, in a moment of frankness and candor, said it was fun shooting people in Iraq. "It's a hell of a hoot."Ok, you can stay there. Send all the ones who don't want to be there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110747357462648032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110747357462648032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-day-for-us-military.html' title='What a day for the U.S. Military!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110741426818247444</id><published>2005-02-03T01:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T01:07:15.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just quit it</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry guys, but all of this stuff has gone too far.One of my own friends has notified me that she not only knows of, but has bid on this item:http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=5554956889Go see it. I'll wait until you come back to continue.No. Just stop it. All of this has gone too far. Just like Survivor and all of its spinoffs creating the wildly out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110741426818247444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110741426818247444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-quit-it.html' title='Just quit it'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110730037609717567</id><published>2005-02-01T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:26:16.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You fail, Iraq....</title><summary type='text'>Hahahahahahaha.Ok so yesterday or whatever I read a story about a GI captured in Iraq according to some website. I mean I read it from CNN who reported that a website said they had captured an American GI. So they post a picture of the man, named John Adam. A day or two passes and I'm reading CNN again.The picture was of a toy. "The photograph showed the figure against a black flag with white</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110730037609717567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110730037609717567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-fail-iraq.html' title='You fail, Iraq....'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110724129531686206</id><published>2005-02-01T01:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T01:01:35.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><summary type='text'>The Nepalese king just dissolved his government.Granted he did it because he says the parliament didn't conduct elections and bring peace to the country. Good reasons. I don't even really know why I'm posting right now.  Just why? Why all this? Why all the strife, why all the pain, why all the suffering? Why in God's name, whatever you call Him, why can't we just coexist? Why must governments </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110724129531686206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110724129531686206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/02/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110721929074000492</id><published>2005-01-31T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:54:50.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TB or BG?</title><summary type='text'>So apparently English reporters or something found a piece of paper in front of Tony Blair's place at a table at some conference and decided to have his handwriting analyzed."When a sheet of paper covered in doodles was found on Tony Blair's desk at the Davos World Economic Forum, handwriting experts delighted in analysing it, concluding the Prime Minister was stressed and under pressure. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110721929074000492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110721929074000492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/01/tb-or-bg.html' title='TB or BG?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110628673393816127</id><published>2005-01-20T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T23:52:13.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang on...</title><summary type='text'>Amendment.BME 353 is definitely the least favorite class of mine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110628673393816127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110628673393816127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/01/hang-on.html' title='Hang on...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110615141803337371</id><published>2005-01-19T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:16:58.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes</title><summary type='text'>All right, after having been to all my classes, I can safely say this:I doubt I will like CHE 350 (materials). It doesn't look easy, and the professor apparently is going to use himself as a supplement to the book only.CH 369 (biochemistry) will probably be easy, but the professor... well, she can't spell or use grammar. Picture the veins throbbing in my forehead and neck.BME 353 (transport </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110615141803337371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110615141803337371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/01/classes.html' title='Classes'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110594009926640505</id><published>2005-01-16T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T23:34:59.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Man...</title><summary type='text'>I haven't updated in a while.Well, no good reason to start now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110594009926640505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110594009926640505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2005/01/man.html' title='Man...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110283387397774901</id><published>2004-12-12T01:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T00:44:33.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><summary type='text'>Finals are done. I'm coming home. I'll be there around 9 Sunday. If anybody else is even remotely close to coming home, let me know.-sigh- So tired. And maybe, just maybe, I salvaged my grades.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110283387397774901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110283387397774901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/12/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-110238792570335716</id><published>2004-12-06T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T20:52:05.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Cal Fans:</title><summary type='text'>Please shut up. I know you deserve it more than Pitt, but not more than us.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110238792570335716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/110238792570335716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/12/dear-cal-fans.html' title='Dear Cal Fans:'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109984928232206687</id><published>2004-11-07T11:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T20:52:58.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...</title><summary type='text'>You know you're pissed when you do this...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109984928232206687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109984928232206687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109824866536958023</id><published>2004-10-20T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T00:05:56.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Jesus</title><summary type='text'>Best sports moment ever could be tomorrow night... when the BoSox beat the Yankees 4 games to 3 on New York's own home field after starting in a 0-3 deficit. 4 games straight baby. Best sports comeback ever.I hope it comes true. Let's go SOX!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109824866536958023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109824866536958023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/10/sweet-jesus.html' title='Sweet Jesus'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109521574699348131</id><published>2004-09-14T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T21:36:32.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing for your country</title><summary type='text'>As no humorous questions have arisen, I shall attempt to answer this one.Should the concept of diplomatic immunity be ignored in cases such as murder or rape? Speeding is one thing, but should a person get away with murder simply because they are from another country? - OR - Should diplomatic immunity be cancelled outright under the idea that people who are in our country should follow our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109521574699348131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109521574699348131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/09/killing-for-your-country.html' title='Killing for your country'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109418508562878542</id><published>2004-09-02T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T23:18:46.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Fury!</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I've decided to go with a themed entry because two questions both dealt with the Olympics.Q: What the fuck is up with Ethiopia and running obscene distances? Seriously, they can't feed themselves, but they can run around for millions of miles!A: Crazy little bastards, aren't they? See, I think this is kinda rigged. In America, people run for the right to say "I'm fast." In Ethiopia, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109418508562878542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109418508562878542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/09/olympic-fury.html' title='Olympic Fury!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109287032428171907</id><published>2004-08-18T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T18:05:24.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New monitor!</title><summary type='text'>All right, I told Jack I'd update once I got the new monitor in, so here we go.Hmmm....Favorite insults and instances of use:Let's not kid ourselves, I don't take advantage of particular instances to use certain insults. If I did that, I might never get to use some of my more precious gems! So just a listing might work well enough. Let's see....Douche, douchebag, cockgobbler, dipshit, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109287032428171907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109287032428171907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-monitor.html' title='New monitor!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109114068209308772</id><published>2004-07-29T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T17:41:46.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents, parents, parents</title><summary type='text'>Hmm... 500 words, eh... Well, as far as I can tell, there are roughly 5 different types of parents. Actually, let me rephrase that. There are five different modes of parenting. We all know that every one of our parents can be each of these categories at different times... except maybe HIPEE Parent mode... I think you usually have to start out that way to ever be in that mode. Anyway - to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109114068209308772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109114068209308772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/07/parents-parents-parents.html' title='Parents, parents, parents'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-109081862871121424</id><published>2004-07-25T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T00:10:28.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><summary type='text'>Man, I just realized something depressing... going back over all my previous entries, I realized that my comments have steadily declined since my first "Definition of Men" entry. Come on people. Give me some more love than that. I blame it on Jack. The lack of questions with which I am able to be funny may have contributed to my lack of commentation. Jack, I charge you "Director of Post Hilarity"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109081862871121424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/109081862871121424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/07/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108995803023707781</id><published>2004-07-16T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T01:07:10.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>History... and history</title><summary type='text'>Hey, Jack - for my next questions, ask me this as at least one of them:  Illinois gave the green light to allow HIV-positive people to donate organs. Obviously only HIV-positive people would receive them, but is Illinois right to do this?  Ok, now -   Q: What period in history would you say was the most profound (in any way, shape, or form you deem fit)?  A: The American Industrialization</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108995803023707781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108995803023707781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/07/history-and-history.html' title='History... and history'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108970608869884541</id><published>2004-07-12T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T03:08:08.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the U.S. to the moon</title><summary type='text'>Q: Will the United States ever stop being the international police?... If we are going to stop, who will step up? Do we even need to show such force around the world?A: I'm afraid the U.S. will never stop being the sole policing force in the world. We've gotten ourselves too deep into thinking that the world couldn't possibly get along without us. And I hate that nobody gives the UN any credit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108970608869884541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108970608869884541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/07/from-us-to-moon.html' title='From the U.S. to the moon'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108847735717261850</id><published>2004-06-28T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T21:49:17.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Minorities and freaks</title><summary type='text'>Q: Is it more of an insult when minorities that aren't as good at a job, but still try, get special treatment to give them more opportunities, or when stupid people that don't really try to do anything useful are successful? (Punctuation added for clarity and correctness)A: This is a question that has never been answered. You know why? Because they both suck. I will, however, applaud the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108847735717261850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108847735717261850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/06/minorities-and-freaks.html' title='Minorities and freaks'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108763192305964465</id><published>2004-06-19T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T03:32:09.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gene therapy, inferiority, and incoherence</title><summary type='text'>All right, ladies and gents, time for more questionable answ- -ahem- questions and answers.Q: Why not manipulate our genome to produce the supermen we're capable of being? [Jack] seriously want[s] super powers... which would [I] pick and why?A: Well... here's the thing. Every guy would have a large member. Now Jack, Eric, and Alan, that wouldn't make you and me special anymore, would it? We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108763192305964465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108763192305964465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/06/gene-therapy-inferiority-and.html' title='Gene therapy, inferiority, and incoherence'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108667527862778068</id><published>2004-06-07T23:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T02:29:08.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First off, yes, social science sucks big floppy donkey balls. Now that we've settled that, on to the real questions.Q: Why do women get frustrated when we answer their questions concisely?A: This is, indeed, a problem. It even seems to be a nascent property of women, i.e. present from birth. Even when little girls ask their fathers questions, their queries are almost immediately and almost </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108667527862778068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108667527862778068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/06/first-off-yes-social-science-sucks-big_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108664704636343509</id><published>2004-06-07T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T17:24:06.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Due to the overwhelming popularity of the men's analysis, I have been asked to perform a similar dissection of the female population. Let's begin with classifications again, shall we?Banal, Irritating, Close-minded, Heartless Snobs (BICHS): This group contains the type of women mentioned in the first part of the last post. These are the girls who all "hang out" with the "popular" crowd; this is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108664704636343509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108664704636343509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/06/due-to-overwhelming-popularity-of-mens.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108657478329587311</id><published>2004-06-06T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T21:27:22.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All right, questions to answer:Q: How does one get tired of laughing at Lil' John?A: Let's be honest. It's not possible to tire of laughing at Lil' John. Anybody who claims to have accomplished the feat is either lying or a woman. If the case is that the person in question is, in fact, a woman, it's entirely possible that she is not amused with Lil' John. The humor is, in some cases, a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108657478329587311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108657478329587311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/06/all-right-questions-to-answer-q-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108622393622196781</id><published>2004-06-02T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T19:52:16.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Honestly... I didn't know so many people could complain about how little I post. I post when there's something interesting that happens to me or when I have time and happen to have nothing to do whilst sitting in front of the computer... and lately, that hasn't happened. I'm uninteresting. That's all there is to it. And more often than not, I can always find something to do on the computer - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108622393622196781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108622393622196781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/06/honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108509151972507126</id><published>2004-05-20T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T17:18:39.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well guess what, bitches? I'M BACK!At the bequest of the heathens, everybody gets another update. Peasants.I'm tricking Rivann into thinking that I'm not blogging right now, so that's fun. I noticed that when you publish sometimes, it gets stuck in an infinite loop. Wonder what that's about. Anyway, I got one of my final grades back. I now have a B in the class of differential equations. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108509151972507126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108509151972507126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-guess-what-bitches-im-back-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108433706575640130</id><published>2004-05-11T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T23:44:25.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm... they're right, this new blogger layout is weird...On a side note, I'm up a lot in the Q and I'm in the paper for my performance in the tournament last weekend. It's not much, but it's always fun to have someone write about how you took someone out. Fun stuff. Link, you say? http://www.dailytexanonline.com/news/2004/05/11/sports/whats.it.like.to.be.in.the.hot.seat-680398.shtml?page=1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108433706575640130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108433706575640130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108308611121560748</id><published>2004-04-27T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T12:19:25.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Out of respect for Rivann and her wonderful job on this new layout, I shall give the masses what they want: a substantial update.All right, bitches. Let's see what's been up. I had a six-month anniversary with Rita over the weekend :o) so that was awesome. She's the most amazing girl ever. Don't know how I lucked out. I spent a bit of money this weekend: got another fan for the room because </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108308611121560748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108308611121560748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/04/out-of-respect-for-rivann-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108205626993541170</id><published>2004-04-15T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T14:15:08.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hells yeah, bitches, you guys have nothing on me.You are a GRAMMAR GOD!If your mission in life is not already topreserve the English tongue, it should be.Congratulations and thank you! How grammatically sound are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108205626993541170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108205626993541170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/04/hells-yeah-bitches-you-guys-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-108059122797005901</id><published>2004-03-29T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T14:17:22.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your True Nature by llScorpiusllUsernameThe quality that most appeals to you:LoyaltyIn a survival situation, you:Fight, but reluctantlyYour hidden talent is:EnduranceYour gift is:Ability to acquire wealthIn groups, you:Observe others' behaviourYour best quality is:Your indomitable willYour weakness is:Your coldnessCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108059122797005901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/108059122797005901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/03/your-true-nature-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107912650689002572</id><published>2004-03-12T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T15:24:58.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So the rape was to the tune of a 79... but actually, in that class, 70-85 is a B. So I have a B and an A for a test, with an 86.5 test average, equaling an A. I need to step it up and beat the crap out of that final. I guess that's it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107912650689002572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107912650689002572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-rape-was-to-tune-of-79.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107887345329755970</id><published>2004-03-09T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T17:07:20.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uh yeah... it raped me. Good thing I have that on my mind over spring break as well as the whole book I have to read for ethics that I didn't. W00t. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107887345329755970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107887345329755970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/03/uh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107871349642055970</id><published>2004-03-07T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T20:41:21.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, haven't updated in a while. Can't say there's much to talk about, though... at least I don't think so. Been having a lot of fun with a lot of people and winning some money here and there in poker. School's going all right: just took a test in ethics, we'll see how that turns out, and we have a diff eq test Tuesday that's probably going to rape me and leave me for dead in a gutter. Other than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107871349642055970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107871349642055970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/03/ok-havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107760655538552929</id><published>2004-02-24T01:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T01:12:02.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.How much do I suck lately. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107760655538552929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107760655538552929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107717851733905238</id><published>2004-02-19T02:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:17:57.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bah.I've been losing some at poker lately. Just not good cards. Maybe I suck too. Haha. I think I may quit for a week or two. Anyway... no reason to say all that, but I felt like putting it in words. Don't let me play poker for a while! Peace.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107717851733905238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107717851733905238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/bah.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107705046676798767</id><published>2004-02-17T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T14:43:45.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-phew-The diff eq turned out ok. I got a 94. 4th in the back row, woot. Anyway, I told you I'd let you know, so there it is. Heh, cuz you guys care and all.Peace.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107705046676798767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107705046676798767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/phew-diff-eq-turned-out-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107703742657372428</id><published>2004-02-17T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T11:06:25.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- 2.71 / 4.97 --&gt;  Conscious self Overall self   Take Free Enneagram Personality Test     Enneagram Test Results   Type 1  Perfectionism  |||||||||||||||||| 76%   Type 2  Helpfulness |||||||||||||||||| 76%    Type 3  Image Awareness  ||||||||||  36%   Type 4 Sensitivity  ||||||||||||  43%    Type 5  Detachment  ||||||||||||||  53%   Type 6 Anxiety  ||||||||||||  43%    Type 7  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107703742657372428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107703742657372428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/conscious-self-overall-self-take-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107699417412150010</id><published>2004-02-16T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T23:05:31.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--51.52 53.66 60 55.56--&gt;     ESTJ - "Administrator". Much in touch with the external environment. Very responsible. Pillar of strength. 8.7% of total population.     Take Free Myers-Briggs Personality Test </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107699417412150010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107699417412150010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/estj-administrator.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107697423932051305</id><published>2004-02-16T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T17:33:16.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody tell me what country you are!   You're Canada!  People make fun of you a lot, but they're stupid because you've   got a much better life than they do.  In fact, they're probably just jealous.    You believe in crazy things like human rights and health care and not   dying in the streets, and you end up securing these rights for yourself and   others.  If it weren't for your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107697423932051305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107697423932051305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/everybody-tell-me-what-country-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107683156908035027</id><published>2004-02-15T01:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T01:55:23.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Valentines Day, everybody... :-)Mine was good. That's pretty much all there is to that. Too much homework, though. Anyway, I'll check in later when I get my quiz grade back. Night, everybody.&gt;d</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107683156908035027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107683156908035027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-valentines-day-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107663001637278320</id><published>2004-02-12T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:56:08.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok.The deq quiz may not have been too devastating. Every problem's 25 points, though... so I'm willing to bet that he finds a hell of a lot of ways to take off points for anything you might or might not do. Shit. I just remembered that I didn't check whenever I divided by something. Oh well. Hope it works out. Let you know when I get it back, I guess!Peace.&gt;d</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107663001637278320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107663001637278320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107660729895432244</id><published>2004-02-12T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T11:39:05.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dang.Isn't this too fricking cool? Rivann did an awesome job with it. Thank you Rivann! I don't know how she does it... but now I have the template, so I can figure it out!Anyway, everybody hated my last post, but it got 11 comments, so I consider it a success. Got a deq test coming up that I'm not feeling too competent about... and unlike Rita, when I don't have a good feeling, it usually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107660729895432244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107660729895432244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107588046119297529</id><published>2004-02-04T01:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T01:43:54.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boo.I just updated. Heh. Suckers.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107588046119297529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107588046119297529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/02/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107466824056035711</id><published>2004-01-20T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T00:59:20.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-sigh-Nobody receives lauding. I mean really, people. If this is the state of both our public and private schools, what has the world come to?!The grammatical error is as follows:Since I've been back in Austin, I've played far too many games of poker (around 20+, I'm sure), but it's in that manner that my wallet has gone from containing $6 to $45, so woot for me. The error is that, if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107466824056035711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107466824056035711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/01/sigh-nobody-receives-lauding.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107456422830506602</id><published>2004-01-19T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T20:11:28.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a while since I posted, so here you go, faithful readers... Since I've been back in Austin, I've played far too many games of poker (around 20+, I'm sure), but it's in that manner that my wallet has gone from containing $6 to $45, so woot for me. I pulled two different all-nighters in a vain attempt to regain a normal sleep schedule. I think it may actually have worked this time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107456422830506602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107456422830506602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-its-been-while-since-i-posted-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107409071642358993</id><published>2004-01-14T08:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T08:33:47.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heh... so much for sleeping... forgot we didn't bring the car back to the apartment, so had to get it back there before 7:30 rolled around. Now I guess I'll just stay up all day and try to go to bed on time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107409071642358993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107409071642358993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/01/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328559.post-107408050486132266</id><published>2004-01-14T05:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T06:59:54.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All right, guys, this is the new journal. If you don't like that it's the same formatting as the one that's now a discussion... you can shut up. I designed it, I like it, and I'm keeping it. It's mine. I'll try and screw around with the other one so they're not the same later. On another note, it's now almost 6 am and I can't seem to want to go to bed. This could be bad. My first class next week </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107408050486132266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328559/posts/default/107408050486132266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dictum-sit-amet.blogspot.com/2004/01/all-right-guys-this-is-new-journal.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16174541537999519524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
