<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253</id><updated>2011-12-13T22:54:07.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sen no kotoba</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4087806668830417983</id><published>2011-04-18T00:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T00:27:12.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So sick</title><summary type='text'>I am feeling really home sick.That's what I thought until I realized maybe I'm feeling youth sick.I keep having dreams where I can rewind time.I'm so fed up with my thoughts these days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4087806668830417983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4087806668830417983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4087806668830417983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4087806668830417983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-sick.html' title='So sick'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-6253515596480436863</id><published>2010-12-13T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:26:32.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><summary type='text'>1981 was almost 30 years ago.You'll never again meet someone someone like me, she said.And she was right.  Perspective of a few years is a blessing and a bitch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/6253515596480436863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=6253515596480436863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/6253515596480436863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/6253515596480436863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-6133469338112986675</id><published>2008-01-01T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:40:11.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of 2007</title><summary type='text'>2006 I graduated, and then left Canada.2007 I worked hard, made new friends, started to figure out the future2008 will be what kind of year?Settling into Silicon Valley, travelling for work to Taiwan/Japan/Kansas City, playing hockey, rock climbing, working, working working, meeting Gladys, Thu, Mike, Linda and Gene, Volleyball with Alex &amp; Crew, San Diego, being ignored at the climbing gym by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/6133469338112986675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=6133469338112986675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/6133469338112986675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/6133469338112986675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2008/01/summary-of-2007.html' title='Summary of 2007'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-5904295530464870368</id><published>2007-12-06T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:31:15.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Float on...</title><summary type='text'>Bad news comes don't you worry even when it landsGood news will work its way to all them plansWe both got fired on the exactly the same day Well we'll float on good news is on the way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/5904295530464870368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=5904295530464870368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5904295530464870368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5904295530464870368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/12/float-on.html' title='Float on...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-173367522920749583</id><published>2007-11-21T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:39:48.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A song from my favourite j-dorama of all time...</title><summary type='text'>I'm just the pieces of the man I used to beToo many bitter tears raining down on meI'm far away from homeAnd I've been facing this alone for much too longI feel like no-one ever told the truth to meAbout growing up and what a struggle it would beIn my tangled state of mindI've been looking back to find where I went wrongToo much love will kill youIf you can't make up your mindTorn between a lover</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/173367522920749583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=173367522920749583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/173367522920749583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/173367522920749583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/11/song-from-my-favourite-j-dorama-of-all.html' title='A song from my favourite j-dorama of all time...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-7259957442718262197</id><published>2007-11-16T04:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T04:26:59.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While we're on the subject</title><summary type='text'>Could we change the subject now?I was knocking on your earsDon't worry, you were always outLooking towards the futureWe were begging for the pastWell, we know we had the good thingsBut those never seemed to last</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/7259957442718262197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=7259957442718262197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7259957442718262197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7259957442718262197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/11/while-were-on-subject.html' title='While we&apos;re on the subject'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-2380345190790639509</id><published>2007-11-05T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:27:06.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've known you're around.  You've haunted my memories and thoughts for awhile.  Why are you here?  You told me you'd never come.  I just wanted hope.  Now I've got confusion.And you don't notice it, and won't.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/2380345190790639509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=2380345190790639509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2380345190790639509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2380345190790639509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-known-youre-around.html' title=''/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-1872479470743081818</id><published>2007-10-27T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T19:35:23.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal</title><summary type='text'>With whom do we align ourselves.  What is it about life, or my perspective on it, that sees trust, but always betrayal following nearby.  Is loyalty the most admirable trait?  I can't help thinking of the moments that people uwe words like never, always, forever... these words make them a liar.  Then in such a place where nothing can really be trusted, is it simply trust that we all seek?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/1872479470743081818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=1872479470743081818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1872479470743081818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1872479470743081818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/10/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-9176866711637745439</id><published>2007-09-05T20:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:38:15.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You'd never find out. . .</title><summary type='text'>"Neither would I."The book with a story left untold, without a clear reason, it wouldn't stop me from spending many mornings waking up only wonder about it. . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/9176866711637745439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=9176866711637745439' title='82 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/9176866711637745439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/9176866711637745439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/09/youd-never-find-out.html' title='You&apos;d never find out. . .'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>82</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4208107997845685408</id><published>2007-06-01T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:42:32.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good fun awesome</title><summary type='text'>ridiculously good fun awesome.weeks go by.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4208107997845685408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4208107997845685408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4208107997845685408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4208107997845685408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-fun-awesome.html' title='good fun awesome'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4984204238917994745</id><published>2007-05-18T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:08:54.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a long day living with thisIt's been a long time since I felt so sickI took a long walk straight back homeI could've walked back to San FranciscoI used to long for time aloneI used to long for a place of my ownAnd I'm losing faith in everythingI'm lost, so lost, I'm lost at sea, you see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4984204238917994745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4984204238917994745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4984204238917994745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4984204238917994745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-long-day-living-with-this-its.html' title=''/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iXUF9ardTmo/Rk6Ci33Vu4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5RvKAd7haYU/s72-c/cove2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-2565102447639444674</id><published>2007-05-15T02:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Understood</title><summary type='text'>Being understanding is so much easier than being understood.... but sometimes I wish I wasn't.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/2565102447639444674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=2565102447639444674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2565102447639444674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2565102447639444674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/05/understood.html' title='Understood'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-317919361372303118</id><published>2007-04-16T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:44:38.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the 100% Perfect Girl</title><summary type='text'>Today I was thinking.  If someone asked you what you thought of them - could you tell them the truth?  What if you met her?Would you be able to tell her or him?"She might say 'Sorry, I may be the 100% perfect girl for you, but you're not the 100% perfect boy for me.' It could happen, if I find myself in that position, I'd go to pieces.  I'd never recover from the shock.  I think that's what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/317919361372303118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=317919361372303118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/317919361372303118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/317919361372303118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-100-perfect-girl.html' title='On the 100% Perfect Girl'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4150055300832921091</id><published>2007-03-22T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:37:41.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><summary type='text'>Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveller, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally layIn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4150055300832921091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4150055300832921091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4150055300832921091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4150055300832921091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/03/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-33696078026327993</id><published>2007-03-20T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T12:18:57.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>雨の日</title><summary type='text'>Rained for the first time in a long time.I walked to work again. I haven't driven a car in 4 days.That feels good.I don't really listen to music. The batteries died on my portable music players months ago and I just haven't recharged them.I was soaked when I got to work today.I want to runI want to hideI want to tear down the wallsthat hold me insideI want to take shelterfrom the poison rainWhere</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/33696078026327993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=33696078026327993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/33696078026327993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/33696078026327993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='雨の日'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-2328478391911665771</id><published>2007-03-09T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:19:52.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when in the dark andlight a distant thread,I stand like stoneafraid my arms tospread. The roadsappear whencomes the lightof dayand I'm morelost, for whicham I to tread?~translated from arabic, found on a coaster at my boss' desk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/2328478391911665771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=2328478391911665771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2328478391911665771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2328478391911665771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-in-dark-and-light-distant-thread-i.html' title=''/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-5678774073616018267</id><published>2007-02-22T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:02:27.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With my big black boots and an old suitcaseI do believe I'll find myself a new placeI dont want to be the bad guyI dont want to do your sleepwalk dance anymoreI just want to see some palm trees, go and try and shake away this diseaseWe can live beside the oceanLeave the fire behindSwim out past the breakersWatch the world dieI am still dreaming of your faceHungry and hollow for all the things you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/5678774073616018267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>今日は愛の日何ですが私は一人です。だからどうする？仕事です。会社にいる。でも、友達のチャーリーが助けてくれて私はうれしい。彼女がいませんのでza zangを食べに行く。よかったね？男は一緒にこの日ボンディングする。はははその後ジムに行くかな？Normal日のように普通な日過ごす。去年のはぜんぜん違う。来年はどうかな？この日々ははやすぎ過ごします。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/5386835392163144586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=5386835392163144586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5386835392163144586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5386835392163144586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_14.html' title='１４日'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-7486612665870538940</id><published>2007-02-13T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T14:35:53.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>雨の日が好きと思っていた</title><summary type='text'>昨日雨の中、家に帰ってしまった。でも、私はこういう日が好き。あたたかい雨の中いい気持ちだ。私はHot　Tubに入りたかったけどVolleyballに行けなければなりませんでした。雨の日温泉は最高でしょ？ろ～て～ん～ぶ～ろ～でもアメリカにはないのでそのかわりにHot　Tubがある。Volleyballに行って場所が閉まった。とても残念でVolleyできなかった。でもMaggieさんの家に行って楽しいお話しておいしい晩御飯食べてこの残念なことはよくなりました。Volleyballしなくても、とてもいい夜だった。ところで、先のアイスホッケゲームは俺の勝ちだ！９－０。本当だ。弱いチームだな～はははは。俺たちの力が強すぎるんだろー！</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/7486612665870538940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=7486612665870538940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7486612665870538940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7486612665870538940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_13.html' title='雨の日が好きと思っていた'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-2561183390221814025</id><published>2007-02-11T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:08:15.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>胸に秘めて</title><summary type='text'>今夜アイスホッケイする。うれしく遊ぶと思います。スケート靴のひもを結んで寒い風がくる。心地いい風だ。この前ゲームやる時でなんかうれしくなった。今日は違うと思うけど。想いについて：「放して放して」って私はこの気持ちに言ったのに。。。私は高校生みたいの不安がある。あの場所、あの頃。このひどい嵐がいつ晴れてる？心に秘められた思い出、それで、歩ける？いつか歩ける。私は自分がずっとそういう人、悲しいと思っております。これを書いて、今さら常識の必要を感じる。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/2561183390221814025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=2561183390221814025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2561183390221814025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2561183390221814025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_11.html' title='胸に秘めて'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-1726817661882509401</id><published>2007-02-11T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T11:34:41.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Horoscope</title><summary type='text'>If you have been moving too fast and trying to do too much, you could get a reality check today. Even if you were planning for this to be a social weekend filled with parties, you might not spend as much time relaxing as you thought. Serious issues are rising to the surface and if you tackle them head-on, you'll soon understand what's been holding you back. 私だ。星が私の生活見られるか。。な？</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/1726817661882509401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=1726817661882509401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1726817661882509401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1726817661882509401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/todays-horoscope.html' title='Today&apos;s Horoscope'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-1762548360796986465</id><published>2007-02-07T03:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T03:56:18.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>本</title><summary type='text'>村上春樹のNorwegian Woodを読んだ。とてもよかった。ど～ぞ～、ぜひ読んでください。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/1762548360796986465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=1762548360796986465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1762548360796986465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1762548360796986465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_07.html' title='本'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4150665156669433330</id><published>2007-02-06T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>世界にもう一回入ったよ。そういう信じることの問題があるのはきみだけではないんだと思います。私は同じ性格です。本気でもうチャンスがあると思っていましたがやっぱり無理です。実は私は「壊れました」と言われた。準備していませんでした。「全ての始まりはHey how you doin'?二人目と目が合い幕開けたストーリーラインそして、出会いよ別れがセットかのように時は止まり、そばにいなくてもI'm alrightなんて強がり」頭痛い。ロブ～この格好似合わないよ。笑ってくれ！「どうする。あいふる」　。。。笑</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4150665156669433330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4150665156669433330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4150665156669433330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4150665156669433330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-how-you-doin-im-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-2243483891587491584</id><published>2007-02-05T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:34:14.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ツレチー</title><summary type='text'>チャットしながらきみの写真が見られる。この美人の写真をみたくないけど。ウィンドーをツレチーして、きみが太っている。面白いでしょ～やっぱり、笑顔ももっともっと大きくなってさ～この記憶がいつ私を放す。 なぜそうなにあいたい。なぜそうなに好き。言った言葉：「この人がいるとなれる。でもあの人がもういないとさびしくなる。」 な。。。ちゃった。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/2243483891587491584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=2243483891587491584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2243483891587491584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2243483891587491584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_05.html' title='ツレチー'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4675175370181348205</id><published>2007-02-04T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:13:58.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>絶縁</title><summary type='text'>今日絶縁が必要だ。世界は。。。言葉になれないこの言葉も、絶縁だ。本気持ちは伝えたくない。日本語を使うのは絶縁だ。スーパーに行ったり、天気がすごい暖かいなんだけど自動車の屋根を開けなかった。絶縁が必要だ。眼鏡のつる壊したけど今日でもめがねをかけたよ。目をちゃんとこの日をなんて見たくない。私にはこの世界が活気がのありすぎな所だ。私はずっと部屋にいたい。本日の私だ。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4675175370181348205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4675175370181348205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4675175370181348205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4675175370181348205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='絶縁'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-5922134483192498897</id><published>2007-01-30T02:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T02:51:03.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>眠れない夜、書いた言葉</title><summary type='text'>太陽がないと元気がない？朝さん、はやく来てください。今日夢を見たいのになれない。眠れない夜はいやだ。どう。。。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/5922134483192498897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=5922134483192498897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5922134483192498897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5922134483192498897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='眠れない夜、書いた言葉'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-5206838449925775605</id><published>2007-01-26T04:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T04:43:56.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What sports car are you?</title><summary type='text'>I'm a Honda S2000!You live on the edge, and you live for the adrenaline rush. You don't need luxuries, snob appeal, or superfluous gadgets. You put your top down, get your motor revving, and take all the curves that life throws at you at full speed. So what if you spin out occasionally? Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz. In real life I'm actually a lot blue-er then that. And I got different</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/5206838449925775605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=5206838449925775605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5206838449925775605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5206838449925775605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-sports-car-are-you.html' title='What sports car are you?'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-921301444384974772</id><published>2007-01-24T04:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T04:15:50.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The only one...</title><summary type='text'>目ですぐにわかると思う。何を聞くの？付き合ってる事はいつまでできるんだけ？目をちゃんと見て、自分が一人きりを見て感じてる。それがないと疲れるよ。それで消える。ある時、世界に最高な気持ちだ。最高だ。ここ寒いよ。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/921301444384974772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=921301444384974772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/921301444384974772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/921301444384974772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/only-one.html' title='The only one...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-2564328964223458805</id><published>2007-01-21T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:43:41.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Horoscope</title><summary type='text'>Although you may feel less than practical, others may be relying on you or even demanding your assistance. Temporarily set aside your long-term dreams so you can be there for someone who needs you now. Even if you are uncertain about your effectiveness, rest assured that your efforts will be greatly appreciated.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/2564328964223458805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=2564328964223458805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2564328964223458805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/2564328964223458805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/daily-horoscope.html' title='Daily Horoscope'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-284608867174721493</id><published>2007-01-18T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:58:52.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you write anything in your diary today?</title><summary type='text'>Each day provides its own gifts.Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.  The important thing is not to stop questioning.  The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.A single day is enough to make us a little larger or, another time, a little smaller.  One day in retrospect the years of struggle will strike you as the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/284608867174721493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=284608867174721493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/284608867174721493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/284608867174721493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/did-you-write-anything-in-your-diary.html' title='Did you write anything in your diary today?'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-5271931799048747263</id><published>2007-01-18T06:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:40:53.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/5271931799048747263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=5271931799048747263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5271931799048747263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/5271931799048747263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/sakura.html' title='Sakura'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-3632797477825341399</id><published>2007-01-18T05:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:38:47.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Live life to the fullest because you never know what tomorrow will bring</title><summary type='text'>I have the chinese bird flu. Jet Lag is keeping me up. I'm not feeling so hot.I used to live in Canada, I used to live in Japan. And now I'm just dreaming of those lives and the possibilities I've left behind or that have left me behind. The could have's and the would have's. Its so unhealthy, but I haven't figured out a way around it, and I just had one of those days where I wanted to just sleep</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/3632797477825341399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=3632797477825341399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/3632797477825341399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/3632797477825341399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/jet-lag-makes-for-depressing-sounding.html' title='Live life to the fullest because you never know what tomorrow will bring'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-6983537840421743550</id><published>2007-01-14T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T04:27:21.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan - Japan</title><summary type='text'>Back from my Taiwan-Japan trip.The trip there was fun, and I got to fly through Osaka.Taiwan was nice. I did some work, met the team Brian, Randolf and Sherry and Erica, and met with Liao Yu-Chieh for some catching up. Otherwise just secret work stuff. I gotta learn how to speak Mandarin. I'll redouble previous efforts. I did learn how to say white radish bai luo bo (daikon?) in chinese.Japan was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/6983537840421743550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=6983537840421743550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/6983537840421743550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/6983537840421743550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/taiwan.html' title='Taiwan - Japan'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-4930270855660216327</id><published>2006-12-31T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:14:58.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of 2006</title><summary type='text'>2005 I left Japan, went to Seattle for Microsoft, and then went back to Canada.2006 is full of unforgettable memories - good, bad, sad, happy.2007 will be what kind of year?The Job Hunt, CUTC conference rooms, Studying Together, Grad Ball, Disney Group/Los Angeles, Graduation, Vancouver apartment hunting, Stanley Park, a letter, California, The Carlyle, Dublin (Ireland?), River Hike, S2000, White</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/4930270855660216327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=4930270855660216327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4930270855660216327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/4930270855660216327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2007/01/summary-of-2006.html' title='Summary of 2006'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-7332988443541964782</id><published>2006-12-23T04:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:40.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 : Hello, Goodbye...</title><summary type='text'>The year 2006 has come and soon will be gone.I should probably write some kind of retrospective.I'm not really sure how to describe the year to be honest.  Different points in time I'd say different things.  What happened?I got my first job without an expiration date.  I went to Disneyland.  I moved to California.  I had my heart broken.  I had my first promotion.  I started playing piano again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/7332988443541964782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=7332988443541964782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7332988443541964782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7332988443541964782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-hello-goodbye.html' title='2006 : Hello, Goodbye...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-1338695084850846867</id><published>2006-12-21T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:23:19.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I</title><summary type='text'>Will I ever love you again?Will we be together again?Thought the love we had was strong...and tell me what's on.Where did we go wrong?Will I ... will I ...?~Ian Van Dahl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/1338695084850846867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=1338695084850846867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1338695084850846867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/1338695084850846867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-i.html' title='Will I'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-7121653929249922585</id><published>2006-12-20T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:03:55.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Streets</title><summary type='text'>the city feels clean this time of night just empty streetsand me walking home to clear my headi know it came as no surprisei'm affected more than i had guessed on what was saidif the smile's not meant to be, if the heart's not ready to openif we make it i won't see it's brokenit's the quiet time before the dawn and i'm half past making sense of it, was i wrong?should i claim to give it all ** in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/7121653929249922585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=7121653929249922585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7121653929249922585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7121653929249922585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/empty-streets.html' title='Empty Streets'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-8534298503396420142</id><published>2006-12-18T03:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T14:59:32.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew you when...</title><summary type='text'>Hello tell me how have you been? i didn't think I'd see your face again and it shows all the years that have passed memories fade, emotion seems to last. Look how the spark never leaves its we who choose to die Look how the fire only cools it's we who lose desire. Hello I knew you when how nice it is to see your smile again. look how the spark never leaves it's we who choose to die look how the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/8534298503396420142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=8534298503396420142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/8534298503396420142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/8534298503396420142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-knew-you-when.html' title='I knew you when...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-7058590091859279506</id><published>2006-12-15T19:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:40.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/7058590091859279506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=7058590091859279506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7058590091859279506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7058590091859279506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113264178759795798</id><published>2006-12-11T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:50:41.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I die</title><summary type='text'>When I die how long will it be before the people I love know I'm dead?  Will it be a day, two, or even three?  Did you tell your parents you loved them?  Did you tell your brother?  Or your friend you've known for too long?You don't get to choose when you die, it just happens.  Too many loose ends, too many unwritten stories, too many unspoken words.When do I die?  Today, I'm not ready.  So I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113264178759795798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113264178759795798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113264178759795798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113264178759795798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-i-die.html' title='When I die'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-7539774042883080093</id><published>2006-12-08T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:40.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If the sun hasn't set, it hasn't set...</title><summary type='text'>I thought about this, and followed the logic.  If the sun hasn't set, then you can just head east.  To get to a setting sun you have to go away from the sun.  How many things in life are like that?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/7539774042883080093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=7539774042883080093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7539774042883080093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/7539774042883080093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-sun-hasnt-set-it-hasnt-set.html' title='If the sun hasn&apos;t set, it hasn&apos;t set...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116493115254144089</id><published>2006-11-30T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:59:13.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><summary type='text'>Not much to say, but felt the need to say something.My brother has come to California and left again - back to Calgary where he is forced to exist in the cool sub zero (Farenheit OR Celcius) temperatures.  4800 km round trip, that's quite a drive.  Saw someone's pictures of Ottawa today; I remember showing my Taiwanese/Japanese friends a few years back I casually remarked "Its a nice cold day" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116493115254144089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116493115254144089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116493115254144089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116493115254144089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/11/california.html' title='California'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116406250965186614</id><published>2006-11-20T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:41:51.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in dreams</title><summary type='text'>Friday night we watched a television show on Discover called I shouldn't be alive - mountaineers survival stories etc.  One of the climbers who had fractured his leg in 12 spaces and was being rescued the next morning after enduring a night of staying awake so as not to die.He made an interesting comment.  He knew he wasn't dreaming when the rescuers arrived because he could feel the pain as they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116406250965186614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116406250965186614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116406250965186614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116406250965186614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/11/pain-in-dreams.html' title='Pain in dreams'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116306633237622880</id><published>2006-11-09T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:42:24.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora</title><summary type='text'>Pandora - possibly the best and greatest site ever, I thought I would advertise it. It offers a way to introduce yourself to new music. You don't need to ask your friends, you just need to plant the seeds and watch it grow. My radio stations are spawned from:I Knew You When (Kaskade Mix), by Colette &amp; DJ HeatherSatellite (Original Above &amp; Beyond Remix) by Armin Van BuurinATB RadioTechno music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116306633237622880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116306633237622880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116306633237622880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116306633237622880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/11/pandora.html' title='Pandora'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116287363101930329</id><published>2006-11-06T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:44:52.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope for recovery</title><summary type='text'>Last night at my hockey game I put forth a good effort. I scored assisted on an early goal to help our team catchup and scored on the next shift on a breakaway (it ended up being knocked out the air by my leg, but hey, I'll take it).Later I was killing a 5 on 3 penalty situation (my team is apparently made up of goons). I blocked a shot, and unfortunately it hit me in the back of the knee. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116287363101930329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116287363101930329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116287363101930329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116287363101930329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/11/hope-for-recovery.html' title='Hope for recovery'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116260400039413438</id><published>2006-11-03T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:33:20.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Egg Man</title><summary type='text'>Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.All the king's horses and all the king's menCouldn't put Humpty together again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116260400039413438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116260400039413438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116260400039413438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116260400039413438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/11/egg-man.html' title='The Egg Man'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116159284496445950</id><published>2006-10-22T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parking</title><summary type='text'>The total came to $8, but after my debit card didn't work, I found only $5 in my wallet. Checking my pockets, I unfolded three crumpled bills that had been put there perhaps with this purpose in mind. They say that timing is everything, and in this case it all added up perfectly. I paid the attendant, waited for the gate to lift, and drove home with a smile on my face. If only everything else </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116159284496445950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116159284496445950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116159284496445950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116159284496445950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/parking.html' title='Parking'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116112586241790559</id><published>2006-10-17T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:57:42.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychological Tip by Piet Hein</title><summary type='text'>Whenever you're called on to make up your mind, and you're hampered by not having any, the best way to solve the dilemma, you'll find, is simply by spinning a penny.No - not so that chance shall decide the affair while you're passively standing there moping; but the moment the penny is up in the air, you suddenly know what you're hoping.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116112586241790559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116112586241790559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116112586241790559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116112586241790559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/psychological-tip-by-piet-hein.html' title='Psychological Tip by Piet Hein'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116103487661457067</id><published>2006-10-16T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Day Vacation</title><summary type='text'>My 2 day vacation has come to an end. I am not sure how to describe the feelings but they were good. Maybe a fresh set of eyes reminded me of what I am looking for and how to see with my own?I'm sorry baby but I'm still livin' astro.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116103487661457067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116103487661457067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116103487661457067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116103487661457067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-day-vacation.html' title='2 Day Vacation'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116050724098892810</id><published>2006-10-10T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:08:56.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to be here when it starts raining ash.</title><summary type='text'>People of the world, why can't you just get along? Why are you afraid of someone you've never met. Draw a bunch of lines on a sphere and eventually you'll realize you're just wasting time. You spend money on weapons thinking they'll let you live but all they do is help you die.I want to go somewhere without these problems.  That's where my home will be.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116050724098892810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116050724098892810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116050724098892810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116050724098892810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-want-to-be-here-when-it-starts.html' title='I don&apos;t want to be here when it starts raining ash.'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-116011367425735922</id><published>2006-10-06T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most of the Time</title><summary type='text'>Most of the timeIt's well understood,Most of the timeI wouldn't change it if I could,I can't make it all match up,I can hold my own,I can deal with the situation right down to the bone,I can survive,I can endureAnd I don't even think about herMost of the time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/116011367425735922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=116011367425735922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116011367425735922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/116011367425735922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-of-time.html' title='Most of the Time'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115976138582695083</id><published>2006-10-01T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:29:55.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><summary type='text'>Rained for the first time I've been in California today. I hope the rainy season doesn't come yet! Please hold off just for another little bit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115976138582695083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115976138582695083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115976138582695083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115976138582695083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115976090045307357</id><published>2006-10-01T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:53:55.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sisterhood of the Travellings Pants</title><summary type='text'>Bailey: Maybe the truth is there's a little bit of loser in all of us you know, being happy isn't having everything in your life being perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things like wearing these pants, or getting to a new level of Dragon's Lair. Making those count more than the bad stuff. Maybe we just get through it. And that's all we can ask for.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115976090045307357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115976090045307357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115976090045307357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115976090045307357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/10/sisterhood-of-travellings-pants.html' title='The Sisterhood of the Travellings Pants'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115951576771951857</id><published>2006-09-29T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T02:45:59.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Present</title><summary type='text'>Being on the ice tonight was sweet. To glide along from side to side and around people, knowing they are there but ignoring them. Its a state of thoughtless thought.Keep working hard, keep doing my best, right here right now. If life is just a string of moments, then I want each one to be the best. The future will happen whether I let it or not. I want the future I reach to be strung together by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115951576771951857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115951576771951857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115951576771951857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115951576771951857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/09/present.html' title='The Present'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115942581892793569</id><published>2006-09-28T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:59:41.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Story</title><summary type='text'>Ｉｆ　ｙｏｕ　ｈａｖｅｎ’ｔ　ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ　ｙｏｕｒ　ｍｉｎｄそばにいてほしいよTonight強がることに疲れたの幼すぎたのＥｖｅｒｙｔｉｍｅ　Ｉ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｙｏｕ　ｂａｂｙ今なら言える I miss youAnd its so hard to say that I'm sorry...~Yuna Ito</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115942581892793569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115942581892793569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115942581892793569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115942581892793569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/09/endless-story.html' title='Endless Story'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115906922496766341</id><published>2006-09-23T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:53:01.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Traveler's Wife</title><summary type='text'>CLARE: It's hard being left behind. I wait for Henry, not knowing where he is, wondering if he's okay. It's hard to be the one who stays.I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way.I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115906922496766341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115906922496766341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115906922496766341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115906922496766341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-travelers-wife.html' title='The Time Traveler&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115736369603906809</id><published>2006-09-04T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About time to start blogging again?</title><summary type='text'>Hi,So some of you might be wondering what I've been up to lately.Let's see.  I've made some friends at work here in California, mainly a bunch of interns who left, and Charles Lee aka Charlie, my homeboy who is in Utah now for his 21st birthday.I've noticed another thing - people here seem to leave their gas tanks unclosed.  Walking from the restaurant to the car, I closed two people's gas tanks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115736369603906809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115736369603906809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115736369603906809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115736369603906809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/09/about-time-to-start-blogging-again.html' title='About time to start blogging again?'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115464239813653632</id><published>2006-08-03T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115464239813653632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115464239813653632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115464239813653632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115464239813653632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/08/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-115260020819845429</id><published>2006-07-11T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>風化風葬</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/115260020819845429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=115260020819845429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115260020819845429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/115260020819845429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='風化風葬'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114526377359923044</id><published>2006-04-17T03:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:58:00.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114526377359923044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114526377359923044' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114526377359923044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114526377359923044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114502997757219485</id><published>2006-04-14T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:11:16.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My last Systems Design (SYDE) exam is over</title><summary type='text'>It was an exam where we were given 30 questions, and had to answer 20. It would have been harder if there was only 25 you could choose from, but with this range, there wasn't a problem finding 20 you knew the answer to. The course was Biomedical Engineering, and with the project and exam done, the course is too.I put myself through tough situations in the hopes that by doing so I will be a better</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114502997757219485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114502997757219485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114502997757219485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114502997757219485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-last-systems-design-syde-exam-is.html' title='My last Systems Design (SYDE) exam is over'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114491135575446860</id><published>2006-04-13T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenova Reunion</title><summary type='text'>Nature has published some work on the reversal of the cellular cycle. Un...splitting.Creepy.Creepy like Sephiroth.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114491135575446860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114491135575446860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114491135575446860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114491135575446860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/jenova-reunion.html' title='Jenova Reunion'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114490376854789899</id><published>2006-04-12T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>우리한국어</title><summary type='text'>고여은아~귀여워.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114490376854789899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114490376854789899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114490376854789899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114490376854789899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='우리한국어'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114453399362526253</id><published>2006-04-08T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"'Windows' Macs Could Take Bite Out of Microsoft" by Stupid Tech Analysts</title><summary type='text'>My blog doesn't usually cover tech stuff, but the stupidity of some people writing articles really bugs me.So with Apple switching to Intel chips, the inevitable "my mac runs windows" talk has come up. Well guess what? Its x86 hardware, you can run any x86 operating system you damn well please! Why would this cause mac to take a bite out of Microsoft? It just means people who buy an Apple might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114453399362526253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114453399362526253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114453399362526253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114453399362526253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/windows-macs-could-take-bite-out-of.html' title='&quot;&apos;Windows&apos; Macs Could Take Bite Out of Microsoft&quot; by Stupid Tech Analysts'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114447872443797462</id><published>2006-04-08T01:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:12:10.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><summary type='text'>Is it ironic that I would have a thought about learning from the lessons of others?Did you ever get burned by someone you trusted and lose everything but yourself?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114447872443797462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114447872443797462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114447872443797462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114447872443797462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114443377959643932</id><published>2006-04-07T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:59:25.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not necessarily my own thoughts...</title><summary type='text'>"The path you are about to follow is probably the right path. So you should be able to go forward without doubts. But if there is even the slightest possibility of regret, it is not altogether a waste to doubt.People are born as small individuals, and they continually wish to grow bigger. They have been living their lives wishing to grow bigger and bigger.But is that truly something we need? But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114443377959643932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114443377959643932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114443377959643932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114443377959643932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-necessarily-my-own-thoughts.html' title='Not necessarily my own thoughts...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114332721221691288</id><published>2006-03-25T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Blogging</title><summary type='text'>This is a post about a lack of blogging.If you were me, you could probably write a few things:Graduating very soonShinobi: Heart Under Blade movie reviewBeing selected as finalists in Disney Imagineering design competition (free trip to california!)Full time jobsHaving more things to do than you can shake a stick atHaving great roommates (Matt made me write this)But since you're not me, you just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114332721221691288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114332721221691288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114332721221691288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114332721221691288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/lack-of-blogging.html' title='Lack of Blogging'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114248548169296687</id><published>2006-03-15T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Davis Centre (DC)</title><summary type='text'>Today Justin and I were hanging out killing time before we would meet Patty and Ellen for some V1 cafeteria food, and we wound up in the Davis Centre.When we walked in right in the lobby outside the library, this guy was shouting at this girl, who looked kinda like a deer caught in headlights.I couldn't understand what they were saying cause it was in cantonese. The girl was standing so still, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114248548169296687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114248548169296687' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114248548169296687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114248548169296687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-davis-centre-dc.html' title='Random Davis Centre (DC)'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114243807140853207</id><published>2006-03-15T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domain Cloaking ~ Help?</title><summary type='text'>助けてくれ～So domain cloaking is the process of hiding the host of a domain. For example, if you go to www.floatingice.ca you'll see that it just redirects you to another server. Suppose you want the floatingice part to stay ~ anyone know a host that provides this service? Unforutnately it not just as simple as putting a big frame around the original page.CS people ~ Please leave a comment about this!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114243807140853207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114243807140853207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114243807140853207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114243807140853207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/domain-cloaking-help.html' title='Domain Cloaking ~ Help?'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114237344233412552</id><published>2006-03-14T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>君にＢＵＭＰ</title><summary type='text'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcHRK0jdKJI&amp;search=kimi%20ni%20bump"kimi ni BUMP" is a song by Ketsumeishi, one of my favourite Japanese bands. When Lee &amp; Michael came to visit me in Kagoshima, they saw the PV and loved it. You will too.Lee finally found it on the internet. Enjoy the disco stylin's of Ketsumei!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114237344233412552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114237344233412552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114237344233412552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114237344233412552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_14.html' title='君にＢＵＭＰ'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114211343764098730</id><published>2006-03-11T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Quotes</title><summary type='text'>Its 1 against 60000, complains Jerry."One man can't defeat an army, but one man can lead an army"I am deep like the sky is blue.Colourless gases you say? Ha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114211343764098730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114211343764098730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114211343764098730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114211343764098730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/lunch-quotes.html' title='Lunch Quotes'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114171117190206305</id><published>2006-03-07T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment in Larry Smith</title><summary type='text'>Today we got our midterms back for real time and I was disappointed because I pretty much thought I had 100. I lost marks on the first 3 gimme questions, but still ended up with mid-80s. Nonetheless I will have to up my performance level to get 90% + in that course. Ever since I came back from Japan I hate getting low marks. Is it a maturity thing or an ego thing?I had lunch with Allen and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114171117190206305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114171117190206305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114171117190206305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114171117190206305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/disappointment-in-larry-smith.html' title='Disappointment in Larry Smith'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114154429430003449</id><published>2006-03-05T02:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and over again</title><summary type='text'>Talking to Yeo Eun the other night I realized that rather than blogging I should put my energy into something more constructive. I've been telling myself I should do it for awhile, but I guess I just never got around to it. Write a book.A night on the snowboard helped clear my head.Or freeze my brain?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114154429430003449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114154429430003449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114154429430003449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114154429430003449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/over-and-over-again.html' title='Over and over again'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114140505431164715</id><published>2006-03-03T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays</title><summary type='text'>Friday is a day where I have no class. It was like this last semester.How many people in their upper years have class on Friday? Not too many, or so I believe. I even avoided one course "Simulation of neural-biological systems" because it has a 3 hour lecture on Friday mornings. If it were any other day, I might have taken it! I hope that doesn't make me a 4th year loafer! My other classes are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114140505431164715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114140505431164715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114140505431164715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114140505431164715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/fridays.html' title='Fridays'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114119423903451546</id><published>2006-03-01T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Iraqi Proverb</title><summary type='text'>"Don't stick your tongue out while you're still in the sniper's sights."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114119423903451546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114119423903451546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114119423903451546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114119423903451546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/03/old-iraqi-proverb.html' title='Old Iraqi Proverb'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114113598685248688</id><published>2006-02-28T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved By The Bell</title><summary type='text'>Waking up at 9:03am, I missed Saved By The Bell, which my roommate Parthipan usually has on the TV at 8:30. With this knowledge in hand, its hard to drag myself out of bed. Saved By The Bell is an awesome show.I've officially missed so many Biomedical classes that I don't even know what time the class is at - either 10:30 or 10:00. Let's see... last week was IRS, the week before was interview, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114113598685248688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114113598685248688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114113598685248688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114113598685248688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/saved-by-bell.html' title='Saved By The Bell'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114110613168973675</id><published>2006-02-28T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:13:11.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>... Disliked.</title><summary type='text'>今から多分英語の日記は無理になったかもしれない。みんな僕の事きらいと大丈夫。。。かな？書いて気分がよくなるけど。Should you care if someone doesn't like you... even if you don't know who it is?It seems that everywhere in life you have enemies. People that will go behind your back to try to drag you down. I thought I was nice to people, so this wouldn't happen, but I guess maybe I wasn't.Is it just that everyone has such people? Me, I am someone who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114110613168973675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114110613168973675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114110613168973675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114110613168973675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/disliked.html' title='... Disliked.'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114110826863418584</id><published>2006-02-27T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Shouts Out...</title><summary type='text'>... to mah friend Yeo Eun!We spent most of the day together after I killed off my real-time midterm in the morning. A bit o' 324 lab, a bit o'stock market, a bit o'fooze, and a bit o'Mel's. I actually lost at fooze... I cannot believe this. I lose to this girl at everything... if everything is minesweeper, and now foozeball.Its her 24th and that's a big one if you ask me. We had white chocolate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114110826863418584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114110826863418584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114110826863418584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114110826863418584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/birthday-shouts-out.html' title='Birthday Shouts Out...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114065785560971627</id><published>2006-02-22T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CELL PHONE CAMERA USE SURVEY</title><summary type='text'>PLEASE COMMENT!!! Anonymous, or what not, it would be _very_ helpful to answer any/or all of the questions.1. Do you use (or have your picture taken) by a cell phone camera?2. On a scale of 1-10 how satisfied are you with the quality of the pictures3. Where do you typically take pictures, see people taking pictures, or have your picture taken?4. If you have a cell phone camera and don't use it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114065785560971627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114065785560971627' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114065785560971627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114065785560971627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/cell-phone-camera-use-survey.html' title='CELL PHONE CAMERA USE SURVEY'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114057730455457032</id><published>2006-02-21T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my lover</title><summary type='text'>... the iron ring... of course.U kive Jessuca</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114057730455457032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114057730455457032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114057730455457032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114057730455457032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-and-my-lover.html' title='Me and my lover'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114050741483770305</id><published>2006-02-21T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:03:28.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>なんだかあなたの事</title><summary type='text'>Funny, I spent the night in my hotel room translating a song into English because I liked some of the words.It only makes me laugh now.今なら言えるEndless StoryThat brain teaser was only the beginning...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114050741483770305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114050741483770305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114050741483770305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114050741483770305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_21.html' title='なんだかあなたの事'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114041515586976542</id><published>2006-02-20T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAIN TEASER ~ HELP!</title><summary type='text'>This brain teaser is driving me insane. Someone asked it to me and I don't have a good answer. Its just one of those simple problems you get from a test like the Descartes or Euclid, but still, I haven't figured out how to do it without brute force.I'll grant a boon to whoever can help me to stop thinking about this by showing me an elegant solution.~A man has two children.He opens college </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114041515586976542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114041515586976542' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114041515586976542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114041515586976542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/brain-teaser-help.html' title='BRAIN TEASER ~ HELP!'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114036514607669857</id><published>2006-02-19T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ただいま</title><summary type='text'>Visitting Silicon Valley was great! Job interviews are a great way to travel!I flew Delta from Toronto to Atlanta and then to San Jose. Arriving, the rental 'compact' car that was reserved for me was ... not reserved.　　So instead I got a... Cadillac CTSCruising down to my hotel on El Camino Real in Sunnyvale, I found the weather to be quite nice, the streets to be much wider than I expected and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114036514607669857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114036514607669857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114036514607669857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114036514607669857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_19.html' title='ただいま'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-114000762611948334</id><published>2006-02-15T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:15:33.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>いってきます</title><summary type='text'>This morning I'm up early to finish writing a lab report. While some might call what I do procrastination, I call it time compression. If a lab will take me 2 hours to write later on, but 4 hours to write right now, then it makes sense to do it later, correct? An interesting theory on time management skills!I'm off to California this afternoon, which will be my first time there. I'm going to San </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/114000762611948334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=114000762611948334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114000762611948334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/114000762611948334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_15.html' title='いってきます'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113989658174988178</id><published>2006-02-14T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Valentines Day!My Valentines Day plans are far from interesting or secret ~ a job interview, an iron ring fitting, a lab report, packing for a trip, and a date that got wiped out by a midterm and a night class. The typical trials and tribulations of the average university student.This Valentines Day I'd like to thank a very special Jessica for being such a small clump of awesome. With </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113989658174988178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113989658174988178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113989658174988178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113989658174988178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113963060510697368</id><published>2006-02-10T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Central Nervous System</title><summary type='text'>Okay here's an experiment.I know you read my blog. You do. Admit it. Here's your chance to HELP me.You are all smarter than me. I'm sure. Welcome to Assignment #3 of Biomedical Engineering.Answer each of the following questions using approximately 400 words for each answer.1. Describe the structure, organization and major functions of the cerebral hemispheres.2. Describe the structure, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113963060510697368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113963060510697368' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113963060510697368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113963060510697368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/central-nervous-system.html' title='Central Nervous System'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113934564975393896</id><published>2006-02-07T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:23:16.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep this in mind. . .</title><summary type='text'>My day:Wake up and go to a lecture on clinical and prosthetic uses for EMG signals.This class is 444. We got another assignment. I use the assignment sheet to write down all the junk I have to do in order to put some bloody pressure on it to do all the stuff. For this class, I'm doing some software project for the class. After Kendo (which involved destroying my foot...more) last night I went to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113934564975393896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113934564975393896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113934564975393896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113934564975393896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/keep-this-in-mind.html' title='Keep this in mind. . .'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113916129923984045</id><published>2006-02-05T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T12:08:35.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better to fall, or be stepped on?</title><summary type='text'>If I leave my phone on my desk or bed, it can't be stepped on, but it could fall off.If it falls, it will break.If I leave my phone on the floor, it can't fall, but it could be stepped on.If it gets stepped on, it will break.So which is better?!??? &gt;_&lt; It is better to be careful.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113916129923984045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113916129923984045' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113916129923984045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113916129923984045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/better-to-fall-or-be-stepped-on.html' title='Better to fall, or be stepped on?'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113885689744982858</id><published>2006-02-01T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T12:09:21.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams, Aspirations, Goals, Realities, Failures</title><summary type='text'>I was going to (try to) write something deeply personal about life in a nutshell, because today I guess I just kind of realized some things about myself. That's an incomplete... phrase... sentence... thought?But these 5 words... Is this what this the line my life is moving across?The subject line goes from one end of the spectrum to the other.I remember in first year I think we had all these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113885689744982858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113885689744982858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113885689744982858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113885689744982858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/dreams-aspirations-goals-realities.html' title='Dreams, Aspirations, Goals, Realities, Failures'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113883495422768228</id><published>2006-02-01T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>robu desu.gets~Courtesy Jessica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113883495422768228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113883495422768228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113883495422768228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113883495422768228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113843067496957965</id><published>2006-01-28T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>帰ってきたよ</title><summary type='text'>Back from Seattle. After surviving to the final interview (5 for the day) I wasn't super confident about getting the job. As a pick me up, I went to Uwajimaya, my favourite Japanese grocery store in the Redmond area.I also figured I should go to the bank to close my Bank of America account, and oddly, pondered what would happen if I was caught in a bank hold up. I left Uwajimaya and went to Bank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113843067496957965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113843067496957965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113843067496957965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113843067496957965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_28.html' title='帰ってきたよ'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113821219797800801</id><published>2006-01-25T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep is for the weak...</title><summary type='text'>...I hope.http://video.google.com/Search for 'Waterloo First Love'... hahaha...8/80hrs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113821219797800801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113821219797800801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113821219797800801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113821219797800801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/sleep-is-for-weak.html' title='Sleep is for the weak...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113786596427003213</id><published>2006-01-21T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:14:44.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymity, the blog and the world</title><summary type='text'>Today Parthipan and I were talking. I said "Hey, I was walking through DC and I recognized someone from their Blog... weird eh," to which he asked "Did you say hi?"I did not say hi.With the advent of people leaving comments, or just cruising "blog-rings" (like for example the UW blog ring) and the popularity of posting pictures of yourself the possibility arises that you will recognize people you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113786596427003213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113786596427003213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113786596427003213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113786596427003213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/anonymity-blog-and-world.html' title='Anonymity, the blog and the world'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113773638908334849</id><published>2006-01-20T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:20:15.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're beautiful</title><summary type='text'>You're beautiful.You're beautiful, it's true.I saw your face in a crowded place,And I don't know what to do,'Cause I'll never be with you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113773638908334849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113773638908334849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113773638908334849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113773638908334849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re beautiful'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113752449112969221</id><published>2006-01-17T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTC &amp; Fourth Year...</title><summary type='text'>Overall - a nice conference. The speakers on genomics, and quantum cryptography were good. A few of them had a few good tips, and I learned quite a bit about the research process in general. Overall, the conference felt a tad bit too corporate... this would be my main complaint.I got to go see Telus Mobility Lab in Toronto with Jessica. The lab reminded me of my time at DRS Flight Safety in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113752449112969221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113752449112969221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113752449112969221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113752449112969221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/cutc-fourth-year.html' title='CUTC &amp; Fourth Year...'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113739054784464904</id><published>2006-01-15T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:17:50.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis</title><summary type='text'>たとえ今は意味がわからなくても時に流れ、記憶が薄れてもくり返して叫ぶ名前はきみのなんだよ。手をつないで歩き、世界にも離れても心はそばで感じているてをつないあるくときだって、ひとりぼっちであるくときだって、いつでも心はきみをそばにかんじている</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113739054784464904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113739054784464904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113739054784464904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113739054784464904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/oasis.html' title='Oasis'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113699777676012444</id><published>2006-01-11T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:14:00.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil and Flowers</title><summary type='text'>不思議だね。今日暖かい。カナダのようではない。６℃。実は僕の特別なメリットは天気を何でもさせる。気分と天気はいつも繋がっている。気分悪いだったら嵐が来る。笑顔を持ってすぐに太陽が見える。屋久島に居た時で三日雨降っていなかった。すごいでしょ？たまに？そうじゃない、晴れ男だから。時々。今日暖かいね。でも空は色がない。考えたら、自分の事よくわかるか？外はいつも簡単と思っていたけど自分の中身をよくわかるか？思ってた。思ってる。。。かな。あそう。今太陽が付いた。すごい光が来た。やっぱりグルプメンバーはちょっと間に合わないけどさ</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113699777676012444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113699777676012444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113699777676012444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113699777676012444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/evil-and-flowers.html' title='Evil and Flowers'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113687350694776581</id><published>2006-01-10T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:22:47.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumours</title><summary type='text'>Mood is mixed. Maybe I'm just making a mountain of a molehill. I think things will settle down but I then again I thought they were. Slept the night away because I'm just kind of tired at the world and the tricks it plays and has played on people. . .Are those of us who get hurt forever broken? That would be far too tragic or maybe pathetic... I spent too much of the night thinking. I thought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113687350694776581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113687350694776581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113687350694776581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113687350694776581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/rumours.html' title='Rumours'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113687140834475915</id><published>2006-01-10T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:05:30.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>焼け野が原</title><summary type='text'>Cocco writes songs that are a little bit drastic but somehow manage to capture certain parts of emotions so well. I heard that she cries when she sings, because its as though she were bearing a part of her soul, which sounded beautiful to me. It would be nice to be able to be so simple wouldn't it? A song titled Yakenogahara, meaning what is left after an atomic bomb...Download: Yakenogahara - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113687140834475915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113687140834475915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113687140834475915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113687140834475915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='焼け野が原'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18933253.post-113674115038657843</id><published>2006-01-08T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T12:10:37.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slippery when ICY!</title><summary type='text'>Well its the time of year again when if you are trying to be TOO cool that you're colder than ice you're liable to SLIP and FALL flat on your face. This of course has not happened to me. I don't fall.If you're lucky, it might be a bruise, or a little scratch.Or even, a dot of blood on your nose. So if you happen to be wearing 4-inch heels (definitely not me) rather than giant boots (like me) be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/feeds/113674115038657843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18933253&amp;postID=113674115038657843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113674115038657843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18933253/posts/default/113674115038657843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingice.blogspot.com/2006/01/slippery-when-icy.html' title='Slippery when ICY!'/><author><name>rt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
