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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dirrtysquirrel:31447</id>
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    <title>"Best" Weekend Ever</title>
    <published>2006-09-05T20:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-05T20:30:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My link to my blogspot [&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://convertabo.blogspot.com"&gt;convertabo.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;], so I'll repost here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thats right! I got to take a picture with the Best.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3694.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3694.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3697.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3697.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3698.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3698.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3701.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3701.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LA is great so far.&amp;nbsp; Yesturday I spent the fun evening with Tracy after forever-ever of not seeing each other.&amp;nbsp; We went to Versaille and Rage last night.&amp;nbsp; Today we had this delicious Italian sandwhich near Rodeo of which we did window shopping none-the-less because even though I do work now, we... okay lie, we really considered some Louis Vuitton.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_1623.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_1623.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Prada store was nice:&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3669.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3669.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3667.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3667.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;And of course we went to Robertson to go shopping and stopped by La Cienega for BOULE for the most absolutely fabulous macaroons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3674.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3674.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3675.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3675.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3678.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3678.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm so K-Fed up with this</title>
    <published>2006-09-01T07:11:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-01T07:11:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I forget that &lt;br /&gt;1) I constantly forget my password to LJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I moved over to blogger.  Yah yah?  Cool</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dirrtysquirrel:30295</id>
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    <title>Frustrating passwords</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T09:17:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-01T09:17:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow.  Annoying how I had to add numbers into my password for this, and then completely forget what the password is.  Well heres a post that was made in blogger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Gaygler pride picture post. Picturessssssss.Hmm what could this be? Could this be me WITH grand marshall Reichen?&amp;nbsp; Oh YES, dear lord the hotness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3349.1.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3349.1.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Now, soon after this, I took photos with the Svedka Vodka boys... who are portraying 'gay' hitlers in American Apparel briefs (I could be one of them! I was wearing some).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3348.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3348.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Now this photo is of me sans-firefighting with balloons.&amp;nbsp; Don't start fire guys, because I WILL not be able to save you (Nor that baby in the Volcano).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3339.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3339.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; So here is when it gets a bit complicated.&amp;nbsp; A whole bunch of us, being three people, decided to over-abuse the starbucks tattoos that say "Proud to support Pride."&amp;nbsp; Now I'm going to have odd tan marks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3357.0.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3357.0.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; So on the same block as us was the Colt float, hence these porn star photos:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3335.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3335.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;With all that done, I marched with these people:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3372.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3372.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;To pass out flashing Google pins to these people:&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3385.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3385.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;And these were my rewards:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/640/IMG_3389.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2311/1828/320/IMG_3389.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Its been a while</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T05:08:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T05:08:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sorry, Xanga has been my ugly primary source of posting.  Of which I'll put last weeks post here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My calves hurt.  No, like they really REALLY hurt.  McVulture says to take a break, but I know better.  I know he is trying to sabotage me with his plans of "I will never let Evan run ahead of me.  Ever." the pings in some dramatic karate pose and then a flying roundhouse kick to finish his presentation of: Sabotage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay he's not actually sabotaging me.  He's being quite helpful by helping me eat dinner and  agreeing with CS that bagels are inherintly evil.  This information was brought to my coworkers attention via me. They snickered at me and dismissed my claims whilst I and they were eating donuts.  I tell no lie (this time), the world must know this hidden evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or does text editing in Xanga sorta SUCK?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on these lines, the government has yet again taxed me with idiots at the post office.  Someone, at some post office, some how confused my 39 cent stamp with a 2 cent stamp, and sent it back to my home with the little considerate note of "insufficient funds."  The funds were plenty sufficient if they weren't bombarded by tax paying procrastinators.  So, le sigh, I brought my taxes back to the post office in longest post office line ever (those sitcoms don't lie about these things) and had the postage ordeal fixed like Bob Barker wants pets to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real reason of this post is becayse Ty requested one.  And not to give him all the credit, I'm shamelessly downloading music from Eric Mai, who I noticed used google maps to show how jealous I should be of him that he lives probably within 3 minutes walking distance of work.  Jealous! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.  The only sorty snarky comeback I have to give is the whole thing about him working at Yahoo and using Google earth etc etc bore snore zzzz.  So being that I am downloading his music, my connection is too busy thinking "bitch, I'm getting your music! I can't multitask and show you mutual funds at the same time, so sit your ass down and think about it."  Thus I did, and entered a xanga post.</content>
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    <title>The misAdventures of finding a professional sounding email account with gmail.</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T09:01:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T09:17:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have been spending the last few weeks mismatching the name Evan Tang in any way possible to get an account that hasn't already been taken.&amp;nbsp; Evan.Tang&amp;nbsp; Tang.Evan TangEvan even e.v.a.n.t.a.n.g is taken.&amp;nbsp; Mind you that it must be at least 6 characters long.&amp;nbsp; So following several failed attempts of this brainless pattern making (similar to basket weaving and the Clippers losing *if they do lose), I tried to become pro-active and make EvanDo.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately this little stint failed, much again like the Clippers (if they do), and the plausible available names were "DoEvan" which as much fun as it sounds, is not something I'd like to advertise professionally.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All that aside I want everyone to enjoy this picture of me with blonde hair. (note, if you have not seen that episode where Buster uses Oscar's hair, then this will not please you the way it pleases me and CS).&amp;nbsp; YAY BHM!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a target="xangaphoto" href="http://xdf.xanga.com/1c5b50441803039184412/b26796307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xdf.xanga.com/1c5b50441803039184412/z26796307.jpg" style="border-color: grey;" border="2" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And of Mr. Shefield (sp?) from the Nanny trying to get a table at Real Food Daily where I was eating.&amp;nbsp; But failing miserably, much like the Clippers (if they do)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="xangaphoto" href="http://x10.xanga.com/ae1b707a5813239184508/b26796372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x10.xanga.com/ae1b707a5813239184508/z26796372.jpg" border="2" style="border-color: grey;" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>SOB - Save Our Bluths</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T17:39:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T17:39:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi guys.  To do my part in saving this endangered series I have uploaded my copies of the last four episodes.  Comment if you'd like the link.</content>
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    <title>I, too</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T21:55:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T21:55:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Would it not be great to Save Our Bluths by somehow creating a "I love Jason Bateman" group?  Oh gosh I love Michael Bluth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of living with my brother has included a post it note on my red envelope which reads "I borrowed $40" without any thanks.  Also included in the marvelous rent-free-package is the carpooling with my mother back from work and her words of wisdom "bring a pig to Beijing and its still a pig."  Her logic escapes me, but with further explaination... it's really just my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile my stupidity has allowed me to intoxicate myself to the point of accepting viral infections into my body.  Two syllables explain my current state: Tragic.  So overly melodramatic at the moment, am I not?  hahahahaha.  Okay well on a not wallowing in a puddle of my own self-pity sentence, I'm working!  Which I advise all my non-working friends that when people try to convince you to work, its only so that you will suffer as much as they do.</content>
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    <title>CS</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T08:37:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T08:37:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">CS: i get lonely during the holiday season&lt;br /&gt;CS: when my parents have each other and i just have the temptation of eating an entire pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im guessing she makes the pie herself.</content>
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    <title>Traveling</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T07:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T08:18:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes.  Traveling.   I've been so incredibily lucky to able to travel so much this year. I think this is probably to avoid actual adult responsibilites.  I think all this traveling has hurt my back and my immunity system.  There is sickness, and I feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is yet another picture post.  Nothing from Barcelona until I can get some hi-res ones from Tracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_2051.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is uhh, some sort of blood pressure thing they do in Asia.  I was sorta tricked into it because I didn't understand what my massuse was saying.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1977.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1921.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What may appear as fog in the background is really SMOG.  Why is Beijing so rude and dirty?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are photos at the Great Wall... and of course in my vain nature, I ignored putting photos of the wall on my journal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1867.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1866.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1865.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1847.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1792.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1734.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/IMG_1965.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/00000519_020small.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/00000519_041.jpg" border="“5”"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres loads of other funny photos, but they're all in my yahoo photos, ask me for a personal tour through my chronic embarassments.</content>
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    <title>dirrtysquirrel @ 2005-09-12T00:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T07:29:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T07:29:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/0911051855.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" border="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/0911051854a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" border="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/0911051854.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" border="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/center&gt;I was tricked into having dinner with old people, why???? why???&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, there was the asian Charro at the table in front of us.</content>
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    <title>Barcelona.</title>
    <published>2005-08-21T21:38:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-21T21:38:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its so dirty here.  Not dirrty.  But dirty.</content>
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    <title>dirrtysquirrel @ 2005-07-31T03:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T10:43:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T04:29:15Z</updated>
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It all started with a pre-graduation dinner with Tracy, me, and Wendy at this upscale seafood restaurant in Malibu.&lt;br&gt;

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And for all you Top Model fans, here is Miss Jay in front of Grand Lux Cafe.&lt;br&gt;

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Along with Kennie, I attended a very very very very long graduation in which I earned a BA in Business Economics.  -Woo-.&lt;br&gt;

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My parents came of course.&lt;br&gt;

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I almo
st feel like my mom is wearing that shirt from uh... that movie.&lt;br&gt;

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I then moved in with Maho.&lt;br&gt;

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Who I went with to see Rio in Tustin, Orange County.  We went to Laguna Beach.&lt;br&gt;

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And here at Laguna Beach, is Rio's grandma's house, which is on the beach and always has this view.&lt;br&gt;

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On the cliffs!&lt;br&gt;

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Rio, Rio's mom, Me, and Maho, before going to the musical "Moving Out" at Irvine's Performing Arts&lt;br&gt;

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Then I stop by home for Pride and Parents.&lt;br&gt;

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Beautiful!&lt;br&gt;

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Then back to Laguna Beach for fireworks.&lt;br&gt;

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Rio's Nephew&lt;br&gt;

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I have something to tell you.&lt;br&gt;

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I'm hiding, because&lt;br&gt;

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Brian's trying to jump his car!&lt;br&gt;

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Luckily we're alive.&lt;br&gt;

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And we get to go to Video Games Live&lt;br&gt;

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Ohh it was goooooood.&lt;br&gt;

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Pure gold.&lt;br&gt;

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Then I met Tracy.&lt;br&gt;

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[Aka CS]&lt;br&gt;

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I'm not sure where this goes.  Its a guy who's passenger's window is missing.&lt;br&gt;

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CS and I go Tanning.&lt;br&gt;

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And go to a Charity Ball&lt;br&gt;

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Charity Ball&lt;br&gt;

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WHAT THE FUG! At Charity Ball.&lt;br&gt;

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Prepare yourself, because&lt;br&gt;

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We LOST at&lt;br&gt;

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Wynn. We went to 'fine dining' at Wynn, only to be disappointed at the
Luze.ness of it. This of coruse, was taken at Bellagio, a far better
resort.&lt;br&gt;

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Of course we went to fabulous to ghettoFab, and walked our drunkasses down the strip.&lt;br&gt;

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And into the mall...&lt;br&gt;

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Still drunk. On a Monday night.  The same day that we drove to Las Vegas after school/work.&lt;br&gt;

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But of course on Tuesday we decided to check if Wynn could redeem itself.&lt;br&gt;

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Conclusion: Still not as good as Bellagio.&lt;br&gt;

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Uh oh trouble.&lt;br&gt;

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So then we returned home to face the horrors of school and work on a Wendesday.&lt;br&gt;

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But... uh... we went to Santa Barbara after it all ended =X&lt;br&gt;

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So we could see Cat!&lt;br&gt;

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And most recently, this was my bowling team that was formed from my coworkers including Takane and Tony.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So this brings an end to my summer in LA, as I have wasted the last 2
hours organizing and posting a photo journal entry so that I could
procrastinate from studying. I'm going to have to finish an
Econometrics project with Tracy Choy and take my final on Friday, then
drive up to the Bay Area on Friday to catch a flight on Saturday back
down to LA, to have a layover and then fly to BARCELONA. Woop.
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    <title>Embarassment.  Not convertabo.</title>
    <published>2005-07-21T09:22:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T08:57:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today Tracy manages to turn her speakerphone on, as well as, NOT KNOW HOW TO TURN IT OFF.  So as she walks through Robertson, people in the public hear "gay porn.... anime freak....drunk ugly" from moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today whilst driving through the Jack-in-the-box drive-thru, I paid with two one dollar bills, thirty pennies, and 3 dimes.  While scruffling through an old, rattered, not-so-clear-anymore-cause-its-old, plastic bag for the last few cents, the cashier bestowed pity on me and said "its cool man, don't worry about it."  I RECEIVED PITY FROM A JACK IN THE BOX CASHIER because I looked poor trying to pay with my pennies.  Oh sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my stomache ache?  Is it because all I ate tonight was two tacos, chicken sandwich with bacon, and 'small' cup of very berry softserve?  Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe is also tracy today as she hit a bus.  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm going through the elite lynbrok class of 04 and 05, and going through their photos.  As well as the not-so-pretty un-elite of 05.  I'm glad I'm done with that.  I'm also catching up on the elite of cupertino 03... huh.  Elite being the people I know that are some-what interesting.  You other bitches are boring as hell, I hope youre lives dramatically improves.</content>
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    <title>Woody</title>
    <published>2005-07-07T07:59:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-07T08:08:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/0706052000.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" border="5" style="border-color: pink"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow, best bathroom experience ever.&amp;nbsp; This was at the Hollywood Bowl for the Video Game Music Live (which was also AMAZINGLY good).&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Meeting Skipper</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T08:20:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T08:20:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm now posting for the sake of getting some comments, because I've constantly been commenting on all your livejournals, biznatches.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now I know why I don't post: I'm not funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been lacking internet the past week because of not having internet when we moved in (past 2 weeks actually).  And having my computer completely fail on all accounts on me on Friday.  That night I'd just lay around random places in my apartment on the ground, rolled up in a circle, mumbling phrases such as "pity me." and "Why does life suck so much?"  But then I got to go drink with a new galpal that actually drinks!  Hence my subject: Meeting Skipper.  Skipper sounds slightly better than Barbie or T. Zha I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as you can see, my computer is working again!!!!! Thank god for Aaron's magic CS fingers.  I believe something on the motherboard must have fell lose while moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also started Econometrics.  Why do I not remember any statistics?  Oh because my stats teacher had a lisp that I couldn't understand "The HO is white and the HA is wrong."</content>
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    <title>My trip.</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T04:35:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T04:35:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02523.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Skyview of Baltimore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02532.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eating the 'Indecisive' sandwich&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02536.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Reese's Man!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02542.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naked Cowboy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02558.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Paper store&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02563.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOVELY Lane&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02576.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cotton Candy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/116.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Washington DC&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/151.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;US' largest museum&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02754.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Napa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02795.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Culinary Class&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02819.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rodolphe, Anne, and I playing large chess at Santana Row.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Booyah</title>
    <published>2005-04-14T08:46:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-14T08:46:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thats right bitches!  I got a raise.</content>
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    <title>Oh yes.</title>
    <published>2005-03-16T04:10:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-16T04:10:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074731062" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Dance the night away by &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/karchan/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;karchan85&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Name" value="evantang" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;What you Look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img126.exs.cx/img126/6532/11079320402811og.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;The Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Oldies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="karchan85"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074731062"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my Xanga I talked about how my brother farted into jars and would chase after me with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more fun note, Joseph and I took photos, so if you're lucky enough to be able to see his livejournal, you should go look.</content>
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    <title>Single Awareness</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T08:44:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T08:44:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oops I'm sorry I didn't get to wish my fellow livejournalers a happy Single Awareness day.</content>
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    <title>dirrtysquirrel @ 2005-01-12T23:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-13T07:16:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T09:16:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;I'm currently 'stressing' over the load of classes I've missed already.&amp;nbsp; My hard drive died.&amp;nbsp; But heres photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/mousegoclick" target="_new"&gt;http://photos.yahoo.com/mousegoclick&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02190.jpg" width="400" border="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02216.jpg" width="400" border="2"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02205.jpg" width="400" border="2"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC02098.jpg" width="400" border="2"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/DSC01884.jpg" width="400" border="2"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/shelleyandme.jpg" border="2"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/evantang/mahoandme.jpg" border="2"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Photobucket</title>
    <published>2005-01-13T06:16:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;Photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>dirrtysquirrel @ 2005-01-09T15:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-09T06:50:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Okay well I'm now at an 'e-stand' which allows people to check their email, but then theres loopoholes to get through to other websites (such as this one).  I had to wait for this Chinese bastard to finish checking yahoo news and yahoo personals because he's so damn lonely.  Well I'm finally coming back home, and I'm really excited... about making up the school I missed :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan has been great!  Learned so many new things about Japanese culture.  See ya all soon.</content>
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    <title>dirrtysquirrel @ 2005-01-01T03:48:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Happy New Years!!!  My brother probably took the longest dump ever.  EVER.  But it might be because I'm buzzed and its 3:43 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club (Luxy) cost 40 bucks to get into, and my brother paid for me and this other chick, who didn't make out with him :(  Lost cause I suppose.  I did meet a really nice girl from Cupertino (oddly enough) named Kim who used to date Masato.  Very cute girl.  There was a massage parlor that was open really late, and my brother kept asking why it opened late and I had to keep replying 'cause its hookers damnit!'  Oh yes my buzzedness doesn't end yet.  I risked my life crossing a taipei street, and now I'm safely back at my cousins where I'm talking to Lindsay.</content>
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    <title>Made it!</title>
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    <content type="html">I made it to Taipei.  I had my lay over in Osaka, which was WONDERFUL.  Gosh I love the japanese.  Though..... most of them weren't very friendly, I hope that was because they were working at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had this rude lady keep trying to cut in front of me at the security checkpoint line.  And of course when it came time to show a passport she had to be Chinese.  Why is my ethnicity so rude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll document whats going on here.  Its filthy, and I've been nonstop eating since I got here.  I will never go hungry (unless I run out of money).</content>
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    <title>one more</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T02:55:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">One more final to go!  Woop.  This one might kick my ass though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I'm done with finals I get to get pissed drunk and enjoy myself two nights in a row :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realllllllly can't wait to go get a fake LV ipod holder.  JUST KIDDING... I want a ipod holder and a wallet.</content>
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