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    <title type="text">Desert Time</title>
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    <updated>2007-09-12T09:22:35Z</updated>
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    <entry>
      <title>11 months</title>
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      <published>2007-09-12T07:43:00Z</published>
      <updated>2007-09-12T09:22:35Z</updated>
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            <name>hantheman</name>
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        <p>One more week until my vacation.&nbsp; It will be a time of rejuvinating my energy, reconnecting with family and friends and dog, and some healing.&nbsp; I am still attached to the same girl after 11 months of wishing there was some sort of future.&nbsp; we had a blast as friends but never got to be anything else.&nbsp; At least I have the closure of knowing I tried my best and that she knows how i feel.&nbsp; She is leaving for the convent, so I guess I move on.&nbsp; If possible.&nbsp; I still think that God is just bringing her there to change her mind about her true vocation. &nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;I sometimes felt like I couldn&#39;t blog because I wanted to avoid this sort of topic, but that just led to no posts.&nbsp; it was like the elephant in the room that everyone knew was there, but nobody talked about because it was awkward.&nbsp; only i was the only one in the room, and I was staring at the elephant all the time while trying to think about other things to write about.&nbsp; I will probably delete this post eventually, which i knot necessarily believe in, but sometimes these things happen.</p><p>Sometimes I feel like I am ready for a life that isn&#39;t ready for me yet. &nbsp;</p><p>two things that keep me going are &quot;right person, wrong time&quot; and &quot;she loves me, she just doesn&#39;t know it yet.&quot; &nbsp;</p><p>A neighbor/friend came over the other day and talked to my roommate about being a father and husband.&nbsp; the main point was that he can accomplish more now around the house than he could when he was single because of this &quot;father strength&quot; that comes from an unexplainable location.&nbsp; today i found myself doing yardwork and thinking about that girl.&nbsp; I could definitely tell a difference in my desire to work and my strength and skill when I thought of her being happy with the home I had made. &nbsp;</p><p>About 2 weeks ago, I said goodbye for good.&nbsp; (at least as far as we know).&nbsp; she pulled into the driveway and i gave her a hug, then looked at her and the scariest thing popped into my head.&nbsp; I may never lay eyes on this girl again-this girl who is the most beautiful and holy and pure and wonderful, this girl who i am in love with, and who changed and blessed my life.&nbsp; And then i started crying.&nbsp; A few days later, i realized that by thinking of that moment, of thinking that I may have gazed upon my true love for the last time, that I could make myself cry whenever I wanted.&nbsp; (then I decided to go into acting because that is a talent most people do not have.)</p><p>So there it is.&nbsp; I spoke about the metaphorical elephant in the room.&nbsp; now i have cleared the air for much more normal topics like my house and vacations and my future and religion and everything the Lord has blessed me with.</p><p>Lastly, I must say.&nbsp; Back in January, when it seemed like a relationship was not going to happen, I really wanted her to go away to the convent so she could get her answer and get her closure.&nbsp; I figured if she did not, she would always wonder.&nbsp; so in a way, this is what I wanted (as a sidenote, I want what is best for her.&nbsp; I mean that if this did not happen she could never have fully been free, if that makes sense).&nbsp; I just never thought it would truly happen, that she would want to but never go through with it.</p><p>Everything is on God&#39;s time, but its hard not to get caught up with the waiting.&nbsp;
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    <entry>
      <title>broken up</title>
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      <published>2007-06-10T07:38:00Z</published>
      <updated>2007-06-10T09:27:34Z</updated>
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        <p>You know, sometimes you just have nothing to say.&nbsp; Sometimes you have something to say, but don&#39;t feel like talking. And sometimes you have something to say but just don&#39;t know how to say it.&nbsp; Well, it was a mix of all three.&nbsp; I have been lost, confused, and surprised.&nbsp; My faith has been wavering. My heart has been broken.&nbsp;</p><p>Now something new has broken my heart. I do not understand it, nor do I know if I ever will.&nbsp; Two nights ago, my roommate went over to our new friend&#39;s apartment across the way.&nbsp; I had just gone to bed.&nbsp; My roommate came back and said he had some bad news.&nbsp; Nate is dead.&nbsp; The police were at his apartment, and we went back over to try to get answers and to help them figure things out.&nbsp; Nothing makes sense with it, but maybe someday we will get some answers.&nbsp; Now we just remember him fondly.He had a wonderful heart and was one of the most welcoming people I have met.&nbsp;</p><p>I pray that the Lord welcomes him in with Nate&#39;s baptism of desire.&nbsp; He was just a few days away from going to Mass for the first time, and looking into becoming Catholic. &nbsp;</p><p>Nate, you will be missed, and you are Loved.&nbsp;
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    <entry>
      <title>my most recent poem</title>
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      <published>2007-02-13T05:33:01Z</published>
      <updated>2007-02-13T06:40:35Z</updated>
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        <p>I wrote this poem a few weeks back and decided to go ahead and post it.&nbsp; I never really felt like it was finished, and it felt kinda elementary but oh well, deal with it!&nbsp; I&#39;m pretty sure most people have been here at some point in their lives--hope you enjoy.<br /></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>never in a hundred years is what i thought a few years ago<br />i closed my eyes when sparks would fly and thought it wasn&#39;t so.<br />I looked at her with eyes of love but these eyes did not see<br />the real love i&#39;ve carried for her deep inside of me</p><p>I know shes the one, she knows that i&#39;m wrong<br />I&#39;d write her a poem, but she needs a song.<br />I didn&#39;t know it til now but i loved all along<br />with a feeling this right how can it be wrong?</p><p>one particular moment, I can pinpoint it, yes<br />when I felt my heart leap straight out my chest.<br />dozens of friends but I saw just one<br />we danced and we talked and had way too much fun.</p><p>I know shes the one, she knows I&#39;m not right<br />maybe one day she&#39;ll know in her sleep at night<br />that possibly, conceivably, maybe, she might<br />have been wrong about me and i have been right.</p><p>i look at her with eyes of love but these eyes do not see-<br />a girl who knows that she&#39;s in love when she turns her eyes to me.</p><p>I see her with love,  she sees not the same way<br />I&#39;ll just have to wait &#39;til that day is today<br />I&#39;ll just have to wait &#39;til someday is today.</p> 
 
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    <entry>
      <title>year in review</title>
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      <published>2007-01-26T06:58:00Z</published>
      <updated>2007-01-26T08:15:26Z</updated>
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        <p>Yes, i am a few weeks late on this one, but i decided to post a year in review from last year.&nbsp; And sorry to be a broken record, but for real, I am motivated by comments from you readers.&nbsp; maybe you will inspire me to write something really awesome!</p><p>1. What did you do in 2006 that you&#39;d never done before?<br />Moved across the country with the intent on it being permanent.</p><p>2. Did you keep your new years&#39; resolutions, and will you make more for next year?<br />I don&#39;t make resolutions.</p><p>3. Did anyone close to you give birth?<br />Eric and Katie, Nick R., Ricky, Brindy<br /><br />4. Did anyone close to you die?<br />Nope</p><p>5. What countries did you visit?<br />Just US of A</p><p>6. What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006?<br />A new house and a fiancee.&nbsp; I would even settle for a girlfriend.</p><p>7. What date from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?<br />My sister&#39;s wedding on October 14, and I don&#39;t remember the date, but the moment of the cardinals winning the series.</p><p>8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?<br />Finishing my goal of seeing all 50 states.&nbsp; and doing it with style.<br />A close second is Scoring a really cool job with great opportunities for advancement.</p><p>9. What was your biggest failure?<br />I wanted to finally buy an engagement ring.&nbsp; Every year I put one in my budget, but have never gotten to get one.&nbsp; Well, maybe my biggest failure was not being able to convince my parents to let me take my dog with me to Arizona.</p><p>10. Did you suffer illness or injury?<br />No, but I have fully healed from my ankle injury from 2005</p><p>11. What was the best thing you bought?<br />This one is a tie.&nbsp; My eye surgery for perfect vision, and my 50 inch Hi definition big screen TV</p><p>12. Whose behavior merited celebration?<br />My sister and Jonathan, for giving one of the greatest gifts ever.&nbsp; A happy 50 cake (when i got my 50 states, they had a cake all ready for me to wish me congratulation).</p><p>13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?<br />****, (I guess I shouldn&#39;t use her name) for deciding not to talk to me when all I was trying to get was a little closure.&nbsp; Also whoever broke my window of my car and stole my backpack filled with personal things but nothing of financial value.&nbsp; A real butt-munch.</p><p>14. Where did most of your money go?<br />eye surgery</p><p>15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?<br />My &quot;50 cake&quot;</p><p>16. What song will always remind you of 2006?<br />maybe &quot;far away&quot; by Nickelback.&nbsp; only time will tell.</p><p>17. Compared to this time last year, are you:<br />i. happier or sadder? in general happier, but presently sadder.<br />ii. thinner or fatter? Unfortunately thinner<br />iii. richer or poorer? mos def richer.</p><p>18. What do you wish you&#39;d done more of?<br />Reading the Bible</p><p>19. What do you wish you&#39;d done less of?<br />Worrying about things I can&#39;t control.</p><p>20. How will you be spending Christmas?<br />I woke up early Christmas morning to work from 5 until 2:30, then came home and ate some hot pockets or something alone.&nbsp; it was kinda sad.</p><p>22. Did you fall in love in 2006?<br />Its hard to pinpoint the moment.&nbsp; Might have been 2007, and it might not have happened at all.&nbsp; Its hard to say if it is love, especially when it is almost surely leading nowhere.</p><p>23. How many one-night stands?<br />Definitely none.</p><p>24. What was your favorite TV program?<br />how i met your mother</p><p>25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn&#39;t hate this time last year?<br />No. </p><p>26. What was the best book you read?<br />Did I read the Da Vinci code last year?&nbsp; I don&#39;t really read much.</p><p>27. What was your greatest musical (re)discovery?</p><p>didnt really have one that I know of.&nbsp;  <br /><br />28. What did you want and get?<br />a job and a place to live</p><p>29. What did you want and not get?<br />my dog and someone to call my lover.</p><p>30. What was your favourite film of this year?<br />Surely the Prestige.</p><p>31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?<br />I worked for 16 hours and then went to Whataburger.&nbsp; Actually this is depressing.&nbsp; all these supposed big moments, like birthday, Christmas, and New years i didn&#39;t do anything worth while.&nbsp; Thank you, survey, for pointing that out.</p><p>32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?<br />Divine intervention which I am still waiting on.&nbsp; (I&#39;m still hoping, Big Guy!)</p><p>33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?<br />I get older and my clothes stay the same.&nbsp; Totally seriously, I did a clothing inventory the other day.&nbsp; out of about 80 shirts, I only paid for 7 of them, and 2 were from goodwill.&nbsp; The rest were free or gifts or hand me downs.&nbsp; Pretty lame.</p><p>34. What kept you sane?<br />Music was my sanity and also has driven me crazy some lately.&nbsp; My dog used to be my fill-in girlfriend, but he is still in St. Louis.</p><p>35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?<br />Not really any anymore.&nbsp; that was more of a thing from when I was younger.&nbsp; Maybe Robin from How I met Your Mother</p><p>36. What political issue stirred you the most?<br />That the smoking tax did not pass in california i guess.&nbsp; </p><p>37. Who did you miss?<br />My family, my best friend, and my dog.</p><p>38. Who was the best new person you met?<br />Not sure.&nbsp; No new friends stand way out as super awesome.</p><p>39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006:<br />If you have to preface it by saying &quot;I&#39;m sorry, but...&quot; it is not the right time to say &quot;...I love you.&quot;  (by the way this did not happen, it only ran through my mind and prevented me from saying it)</p><p>40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:<br />&quot;you you you can never say that im not the one who really loves you. i pray pray pray every day that you&#39;ll see things, girl like i do.&quot; -Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson in &quot;Say Say Say&quot;<br /></p><p>&nbsp;
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    <entry>
      <title>&#8216;Tis the Season</title>
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      <published>2007-01-02T02:56:00Z</published>
      <updated>2007-01-02T04:13:52Z</updated>
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        <p>The season of meaningful football games is upon us.&nbsp; Before I lose all you non-sports fans, this isn&#39;t a story about football.&nbsp; It is a story about a boy wanting to be accepted but struggling with peer pressure and low confidence. </p><p>It had been tradition that whichever team won the Big 8 (now the Big 12) conference goes on to play in the Orange Bowl.&nbsp; To signify this, after the first Tiger points of the season, the fans would throw oranges on the field as a symbol of good things to come&#8230; &nbsp; </p><p>Flash back to the year 2000 (I think).&nbsp; It was my birthday weekend, Labor day weekend.&nbsp; My parents were in town at Mizzou to wish me a happy birthday and to watch a Tigers football game.<br /><br />my parents got tickets oh about 2 sections over and about 20 rows back from my season tickets.&nbsp; I sat wearing my MU Tigers hockey jersey and tiger tail alongside some friends from Newman, some of whom had long hair or twin brothers.&nbsp; The Tigers kicked a field goal (3 points) and my &quot;friends&quot; start passing out the oranges from the bag they smuggled into the stadium.&nbsp; I stood, contemplating what to do.&nbsp; &quot;what if I am the only one throwing an orange?&nbsp; Do I throw it as far as I can?&quot;<br /><br />Anyway, I look around and dozens of oranges are flying overhead and onto the field.&nbsp; I make up my mind and give it a heave.&nbsp; The long haired friend (we will call him Rick, for anonymity&#39;s sake) compliments me on my nice distance.&nbsp; The next thing I know, the on-field security lady is blowing her whistle at me and pointing, saying &quot;you, there, yes you, come here!&quot;<br /><br />Flash forward to the cool part.&nbsp; I get taken onto the field along with the twin from SMSU, with 50000 cheering screaming fans rooting me on.&nbsp; I heard many a student yelling &quot;DUUDE, you&#39;re my Hero!&quot;&nbsp; After being escorted out and told that if we came back to the game, we could be arrested for tresspassing, twin and I went back to my apartment to watch the game on TV.</p><p>Moments, yes moments, after walking in the door, I receive a call from (name is changed to protect identity) Rob, the other half of said twin.&nbsp; He says, &quot;We are getting you back into the game.&quot;&nbsp; I say, &quot;What?&quot;&nbsp; He says, &quot;we&#39;re getting you back into the game.&quot;&nbsp; I say &quot;ok&quot;.</p><p>so to protect against getting arrested, the tiger tail and hockey jersey get left at home in exchange for a boring white tee shirt and a hat.&nbsp; The two of us put some ink on our hands and smeared it around (as if we had gotten our hand stamped upon exiting the game), and walked a mile back to the game.&nbsp; We flashed our stubs and our counterfeit hand stamps and walked back into the game.&nbsp; The one problem was that we couldn&#39;t go back to our old seats.&nbsp; Too risky.&nbsp;</p><p>So I go sit up with my parents, who, being the detectives they are, noticed I completely changed my appearance.&nbsp; They asked what happened to my jersey, and I said that I went home at halftime and took it off because it was too hot.&nbsp; (it was at least 2 miles round trip, seriously, who would be too hot, and then run 2 miles in 15 minutes to lose a layer?)&nbsp; The important thing is that they bought it, and we watched the fireworks together at the end of the game.&nbsp; To this day, they don&#39;t know what really happened on that hot September day.</p><p>Enjoy the Orange Bowl tomorrow, and think of me!</p><p>PS-Orange you glad we weren&#39;t going to the Gator bowl?&nbsp; That would have been more painful to sneak into the game!&nbsp;
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    <entry>
      <title>There is hope out there&#8230;</title>
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      <published>2006-12-13T19:23:00Z</published>
      <updated>2006-12-13T20:59:44Z</updated>
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        <p>I recently bought Season 1 of my favorite tv show, &quot;how i met your mother&quot; on DVD, and while watching it, I realized why it is my favorite show.&nbsp; But first, a flashback&#8230; </p><p>As some of my readers know, years ago, I spent a few days in a mental hospital recovering from, or more accurately protecting myself from my depression.&nbsp; While in there, I was told that the doctors believed I was Narcissistic.&nbsp; Now, out of all my memories from that place, that moment possibly stands out most.&nbsp; It is a very strange feeling to hear that they thought I was narcissitic, when I was in there because I more or less hated myself and my life.&nbsp; It very much puzzled me, and I think about that every now and again.&nbsp; (interestingly enough I now hold a psychology degree-probably because I thought I could do it better than them!)</p><p>Anyway, I realized it is my favorite show because the show is about me.&nbsp; I credit the writing for making all the characters very real, and the show is hilarious!&nbsp; but mostly, I am the main character, Ted.</p><p>I am that hopeless romantic who wants to fall in love and get married.&nbsp; He sees Robin and falls in love, confessing his love on the first date, and pretty much screwing everything up because he can&#39;t control the fact that his heart has already made up its mind.&nbsp; in general, I could go through almost every episode right now and bring up an instance where it eerily relates to my life right now.</p><p>I titled this entry &quot;so there is hope out there&quot; because, obviously from the title of the show, Ted must eventually get married and have a family.<br /></p><p>So, yeah, out of all the television series&#39; I own (except &quot;24&quot; ) I pretty much like the show just because there is one or 2 characters that really reminds me of me.&nbsp;</p><p>Okay Awesome, (which is actually the title of one of the episodes, but makes a good closing)</p><p>Mike&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;
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    <entry>
      <title>Welcome to my Blog</title>
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      <published>2006-12-07T21:33:00Z</published>
      <updated>2006-12-07T23:03:47Z</updated>
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        <p>Hello everyone,</p><p>It has taken me years to get out of the dark ages of not having a blog, but I have a good excuse.&nbsp; LONG ago, I knew some people with blogs, and there were a few, shall we say, instances.&nbsp; The people basically used them as a journal/diary, and vented all their frustrations on it.&nbsp; They said some things that got back to other people very quickly and it was trouble from there.&nbsp; After witnessing this a few times, I decided that Blogs were Bad, and that I would never have one.</p><p>Even though I have seen normal people with normal blogs for years since then, in my stubbornness I did not get one.&nbsp; Today the sun has risen on a new blogger, and I welcome you to my site...&nbsp; &quot;Desert Time&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp; </p><p>In the future I will explain the name for my site, and also include many other great postings.&nbsp; I vow to keep this site exciting and interesting, and if I fail, please feel free to ridicule and chastize me. &nbsp; If anyone has any ideas for stories or adventures or anything that I have told that just have to go up on here, let me know.&nbsp; I promise to include some poetry soon too, but the question is whether I can still write new stuff or if it will be some of my older awesome stuff up for all to see. </p><p>Okay, Awesome!</p><p>&nbsp;~Mike&nbsp;
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