<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040</id><updated>2009-03-01T07:19:45.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confounded Accusations</title><subtitle type='html'>I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad/ The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>419</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114600063456092185</id><published>2006-04-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T14:30:34.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weiss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114600063456092185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114600063456092185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114600063456092185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114600063456092185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/04/weiss.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114383379728122626</id><published>2006-03-31T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T13:46:36.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HeyWell, it's been raining for 24 straight days. Man, it set some sort of local record. The rain makes me miserable. It makes most folks miserable. The central liberry where i work is totally like THUNDERDOME. With all the rain fall there isn't anywhere else for the homeless to hang out. I guess that, well it seems like there are some homeless cliques that don't really get along with other ones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114383379728122626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114383379728122626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114383379728122626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114383379728122626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-well-its-been-raining-for-24.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114288268847676268</id><published>2006-03-20T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T11:24:49.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So my grandpa has bone cancer. He's had it for a few years now but it's been in remission. It's back now. He's old and is prolly going to die soon. He taught me how to ride a bike and gave me my first ten speed. He was in WWII. Fought in the Pacific. He told me some stories about going down holes and flushing Japs out so that his comrades could pop em'. That's hardcore. After the war he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114288268847676268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114288268847676268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114288268847676268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114288268847676268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-my-grandpa-has-bone-cancer.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114263950744004321</id><published>2006-03-17T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:51:47.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to tell a story and not be too one sided about it. This lady that I work with told me that she had a cat that she couldn't take care of anymore and she wanted to know if I knew of anyone who might want it. My sister in law Margie works for Forgotten Felines so I told her that I would take the cat in hopes of placing it with some other owner. Good idea right? Well I got the cat, which had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114263950744004321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114263950744004321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114263950744004321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114263950744004321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-want-to-tell-story-and-not-be-too.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114203038975022804</id><published>2006-03-10T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:44:42.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SICK DAY MOVIE REVIEWSSo I was homesick yesterday. I had a fever and was all weak and shit. Not that I'm usually any different but like, yesterday was worse. Maybe 2/3rds worse. It's hard to quantify shit like this. Anyway I was home, bedridden and thus spent the day watching DVDs. Not bad. I saw three. One great, one good and one that was pretty cool. First I watched X-MEN II. I'd already seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114203038975022804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114203038975022804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114203038975022804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114203038975022804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick-day-movie-reviews-so-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114176943460272176</id><published>2006-03-07T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T14:10:34.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's up. My stomach hurts. I found a link to some footage from PUNK SLAM. Check it out. It's off of the Ashtray website. We left during Ashtray's set. The short girl in green stood next to me during the wrestling. She is really short. Like five foot one...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114176943460272176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114176943460272176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114176943460272176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114176943460272176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/whats-up.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114169399436971841</id><published>2006-03-06T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T17:13:14.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Times up. Sorry I left you. Man, it's like a PARTY IN THE MORGUE up in here. I have no idea what that means. It just sort of leapt out at me. I'm at work. It SUCKS right now. It is so busy that I am doing this. I mean, it is busy and the only thing that's keeping me from FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT is that I'm taking five to write to all of you.I went to Punk Slam last Saturday. It was a combo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114169399436971841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114169399436971841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114169399436971841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114169399436971841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/times-up.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114054179737824979</id><published>2006-02-21T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:09:57.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some chick's butt. I think Zelly may have taken this picture. She had the camera for awhile.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114054179737824979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114054179737824979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054179737824979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054179737824979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-chicks-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114054168549675271</id><published>2006-02-21T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:08:05.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The race was on that big ass movie screen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114054168549675271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114054168549675271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054168549675271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054168549675271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/race-was-on-that-big-ass-movie-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114054159286579527</id><published>2006-02-21T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:06:32.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and Zelly went to the big bike race yesterday. It was really fun. I like bikes. I think you know that. With all the attention on the race it was like a bike holiday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114054159286579527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114054159286579527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054159286579527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054159286579527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-and-zelly-went-to-big-bike-race.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114028854116294673</id><published>2006-02-18T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T10:49:50.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, if anyone wants a sneak peek of what's to come her you go....  ISEEROBOTS.COM  I just bought it and set it up a minute ago. I plan to have Paypal links and all that sort of stuff. Tell me what you think. Or don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114028854116294673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114028854116294673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114028854116294673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114028854116294673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-if-anyone-wants-sneak-peek-of-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113986934332049522</id><published>2006-02-13T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:22:23.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, so today is a good day. I officially finished work on I See Robots. That's the name of my as of a few days ago unnamed robot project. It's a twelve page +3 supplemental pages (all in all 15 pages) black and white comic with a card stock cover.  It's the tale of a population of robots that are driven from their home planet due to pollution issues involving their batteries. I like it a lot. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113986934332049522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113986934332049522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113986934332049522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113986934332049522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-so-today-is-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113961072862866135</id><published>2006-02-10T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:32:08.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The school behind my house was playing "Tainted Love" By Soft Cell over and over again this morning. I mean literally, over and over again. It would end and then they would start it over at the beginning.Sometimes on Fridays they play music over the P.A system for the kids. I imagine it's because they've been good or achieved some sort of goal. Usually they play the Beatles or some shit like that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113961072862866135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113961072862866135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113961072862866135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113961072862866135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/school-behind-my-house-was-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113936307185604742</id><published>2006-02-07T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:44:31.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, sorry. I didn't mean to leave you ignored. It's just that I've been working on a project. I hate it when people make an excuse after an apology. Just say sorry and leave it at that. It doesn't matter why you've done something wrong. Just that you did and that you are sorry for having done it.My comic is coming along swimmingly. Matter of fact issue one should get all done by Friday. Maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113936307185604742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113936307185604742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113936307185604742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113936307185604742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113382488542577616</id><published>2005-12-05T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:21:25.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The wood stacking went swimmingly. I actually enjoyed it. I had a nice system. I took a few snapshots of the beauty pile and will post them in a day or two. Maybe I won't. I don't know. So, well thanks go out to Mean for going ahead and thinking on my not getting promoted as well as offering up his back to help with the stack. Good man. Hey Evil, how is Devil-T? Still with us? I hope so. I had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113382488542577616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113382488542577616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113382488542577616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113382488542577616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/12/wood-stacking-went-swimmingly.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113356111377798722</id><published>2005-12-02T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:05:13.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We bought some wood today. a coard. chord? I don't know. It's 128 cubic feet of wood. That is a lot. A whole lot. I had no idea how much till the dudes came and piled it on our driveway. Now i have to split it and stack it. I like to split wood so that's no big deal but the stacking is rough. The dude showed us a special technique for the stack. It's like cris-cross sort of. Like making A house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113356111377798722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113356111377798722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113356111377798722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113356111377798722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-bought-some-wood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113338145992109294</id><published>2005-11-30T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:10:59.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been making some little comics lately. I've made three. They're like 10 panels each. Mostly funny stuff. I need to get a scanner and post them here. My drawings are really bad but kind of funny. I drew a cat standing next to this guy and it's so bad that i laughed for a minute straight. At least. Maybe fifty percent of the humor is in the art. It's subtle. It's actually kind of funny that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113338145992109294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113338145992109294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113338145992109294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113338145992109294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-been-making-some-little-comics.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113268400407260964</id><published>2005-11-22T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:26:44.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    Well I got passed over for a promotion at work. I put in for a job at the Rincon valley branch which is maybe, two minutes via bike from my launch pad. Man. I'm all bummed. I wanted the job and all but mostly i feel like they don't like me now or that they don't view me as capable. I think that maybe I need to take this as a lesson and start working toward improving my work rate. That's how i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113268400407260964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113268400407260964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113268400407260964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113268400407260964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-i-got-passed-over-for-promotion.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113054575221964809</id><published>2005-10-28T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T17:29:12.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night we got pizza.  I haven't eaten pizza in a really long time. I'm on a self imposed diet. I need to drop like, 10 lbs in the gut. My cool shirts don't fit. Anyway, so i ate pizza last night. I think i had seven pieces. Now, and i know that this is going to be really hard to believe, i feel like SHIT. Like total shit. Man, i have stomach problems galore. I gorged myself. I ate to where I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113054575221964809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113054575221964809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113054575221964809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113054575221964809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-night-we-got-pizza.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113046024638180703</id><published>2005-10-27T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T17:44:08.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conflict. Seems like there is always some kind of conflict going on in my life. I'm hard to get along with. I know that much but damn dude. It think may be that the shit that goes on, that other people kind of let slide, I think that I take that shit totally to heart. Whatever. It isn't like the end of the universe or anything. Rohi, my friend that I wrote about in the last post. Is really self </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113046024638180703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113046024638180703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113046024638180703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113046024638180703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/conflict.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113035873517116931</id><published>2005-10-26T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:36:54.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm having conflict with this girlfriend of mine. Not Sara. Anyway when we were in high school i was in love with her. It was one of those high school things but it's bigger i suppose that she's the love of my life. It's like that. We never were involved that way and eventually we lost contact. Few, maybe like one year ago we were reunited by a chance meeting and have started to socialize a bit. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113035873517116931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113035873517116931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113035873517116931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113035873517116931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-having-conflict-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113027041187803033</id><published>2005-10-25T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:00:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So this morning I got caught in this loop with Zelly. She said that she wanted Maritza to move away. I didn't really wanna play along so I just said "ok". Then she said "But then I'll never get to see her again" and started to bawl hysterically. So I told her that Maritza could stay. She said that wasn't cool cause she wanted her to leave then she said that she'd miss her, after I said that I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113027041187803033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113027041187803033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113027041187803033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113027041187803033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-this-morning-i-got-caught-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113010113889407852</id><published>2005-10-23T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:58:58.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hellokitty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113010113889407852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113010113889407852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010113889407852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010113889407852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellokitty.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113010063517932148</id><published>2005-10-23T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:50:35.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>allthingsflash.com - flash games, cartoons, movies, fun, etc.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113010063517932148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113010063517932148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010063517932148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010063517932148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/allthingsflash.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113008989659059341</id><published>2005-10-23T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:51:36.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my cousin Tom and Uncle John used to always tell me how dope THE CRUSHER was whenever they'd catch me watching WWF. he looks kinda dope. Kinda' doped up. God bless the dead. The crazy wrestling dead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113008989659059341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113008989659059341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113008989659059341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113008989659059341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-cousin-tom-and-uncle-john-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11374971660190462298'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>