<?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-5279533</id><updated>2011-11-01T20:23:28.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this side of glory</title><subtitle type='html'>Honesty is my only policy. If you don't like what I write it's probably cause your not as smart as me.
philvangelakos@hotmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leviathan</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>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-108318160045793837</id><published>2004-04-28T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T12:50:49.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since summer is officialy here and I'm not taking any summer courses, I've takin the liberty of planning out my summer schedual... it is as follows:Monday-Friday:7am / wake up and take care of "business." and workout for an hour8am / get ready for work9am - 7pm / Bill McCollum's7pm - 11pm / Pick a movie and watch it on my new HUGE ASS TELEVISION SCREENMy weekend days will be spent  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108318160045793837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108318160045793837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108318160045793837' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-108161759318044378</id><published>2004-04-10T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T10:23:38.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I fell down the stairs in Millican hall yesterday and sprained my ankle. I wiped out in front of a hundred or so people and felt like such a loser. Forget about the physical pain I'm in. The emotional damage of yesterdays fall will scare for sure.My brothers are hanging out with their girlfriends. My parents are spending the weekend at the beach. Where's Phil? Is he with his girlfriend? Is he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108161759318044378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108161759318044378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108161759318044378' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-108117864538655368</id><published>2004-04-05T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T08:27:43.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jess and I talked for like two hours after church last night. She probably thought I was growing in maturity by how much listening I did instead of talking, but really I was just thinking " DAMN you are hot." A thought like that takes sometime to process. (just kidding Jess. You always have to clarify feciciousness for girls or they think what they want to think. Im just kidding about that too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108117864538655368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108117864538655368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108117864538655368' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-108103636304013295</id><published>2004-04-03T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:16:12.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is for Mike Bent... who likes when I don't post my religious banter and likes when I just whine about girls. Here is a poem entitled A Letter I'm too Shitless to SendDear every girl who's broken my heartNo I won't'Always just be your good friend'Do I look that pathetic?Your Mom really liked meI'm responsible And safeTo bad 'safe' don't mean shitSorry I don't have a trust fundor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108103636304013295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108103636304013295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108103636304013295' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-108074073409696375</id><published>2004-03-31T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T05:49:05.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I came across something I haven't read in like three years. It's a prayer by AW Tozer, that was made known to me @ the end of high school. I re-read it yesterday and... well I'm glad.O, God, I have tasted your goodness,And it has both satisfied me And made me thirsty for moreI am painfully concious Of my need for further grace.I am ashamed of my lack of desire.O God, the Triune God, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108074073409696375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/108074073409696375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108074073409696375' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107914250553062828</id><published>2004-03-12T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T17:51:32.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think it's time I move out of my parent's house. I came to this conclusion after realizing that I really like decorating and furnishing my room. From bed sheets to DVD organizers... my room is about as decked out as it gets. I need to expand... a living room, dinning room and kitchen would be nice, just for the sake of decorating. Now that Martha Stewart is behind bars she has herself some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107914250553062828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107914250553062828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107914250553062828' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107905990526551943</id><published>2004-03-11T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:56:03.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life is like a Third Eye Blind album, carefully constructued, beautifly orchistrated frivolous pop. After some thought and reflection... mostly prayer, I totaly disagree with what I wrote below. Sorry for the inconvenience.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107905990526551943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107905990526551943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107905990526551943' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107893655220183213</id><published>2004-03-10T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T08:38:56.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK... So I've been thinking alot this week (will all my Spring Break free time) and I've come to the conclusion that it is perfectly reasonable to Forgive without Forgeting. Many people will argue against this one but, I think you can let someone else off on the guilt they may have without disgarding the facts their sin.These are some of my reasonings...First, God says he wipes away sins and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107893655220183213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107893655220183213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107893655220183213' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107855307224109105</id><published>2004-03-05T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T22:07:30.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring break begins today...Cancoon? No. Panama City? No. Key West? Nope. Daytona? Sorry.I'll be spending my entire Spring Break at 605 East Robinson Street, Second Floor Suite 240; McCollum's office. I'm not all that disappointed either cause, I actually enjoy the people I work with. They are very passionate about what they do (partly cause everyone knows if we don't win... we're ugh.. all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107855307224109105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107855307224109105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107855307224109105' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107768006850265790</id><published>2004-02-24T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T19:37:13.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Passion of Christ comes out tommorow. St. Thomas Aquinas said that God gave the Jews the books of law so that they would know Christ. And God gave the Greeks philosophy so that they would know Christ. I truely believe that God's means for us to connect with Christ is through media: movies, music, literature. Im excited about the Passion.I think I had too much cough medicine last night, I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107768006850265790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107768006850265790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107768006850265790' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107757839936463925</id><published>2004-02-23T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T19:26:13.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im loosing it.I met Sean Hannity of FOX News today! It was awsome. I am complete.Elenor Rigby is the Beatles best tune. Its actually "emo." I'm serious. If Thrice pulled off a cover, every frickin little high school kid who thinks the band is awsome ( and they are, just high school kids think alot of crap is awsome which nulifies their opinion when something is awsome), those kids wouldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107757839936463925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107757839936463925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107757839936463925' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107707723306046205</id><published>2004-02-17T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T20:09:49.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I'm going to Bible school after I get my degree in Political Science. I was reading about Martin Luther and the Protestant Reformation just a few days ago and it occured to me that the entire period had just as much to do with political change as it did religious reformation. Luther studied law and knew the political system backwards and fowards years before he ever enterd a monastary. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107707723306046205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107707723306046205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107707723306046205' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107656569233956528</id><published>2004-02-11T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T22:04:00.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, my friends was a defining day in my life... Let me share.The campaign put out an attack ad against one of our opponents who is a real scumbag. We've done the research and the dirt on him just mounts higher and higher. The thing is, Bill McCollum is a nice guy who doesnt like putting out attack ads, and moreover, people wouldnt expect to put out attack ads. Through another person I work </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107656569233956528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107656569233956528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107656569233956528' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107636220758761563</id><published>2004-02-09T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T13:32:32.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lemme update you on some art I've come across latleyCinema:My favorite movie as of lately has been Blow with Johnny Depp. It's the anti-Forest Gump. By that I mean that much like Forest Gump, the audience gets to see George Jung (Depp's chacter) grow from adolecence to aulthood and even into the twilight of his years. The difference is that instead of playing college football, fighting in NAM,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107636220758761563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107636220758761563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107636220758761563' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107604577910444428</id><published>2004-02-05T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T21:38:38.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight I saw the most beautiful girl in the world. I sat at Starbucks, sipping a hot grande passion tea and reading Blue Like Jazz, a book recomended by my pastor, when i saw her walk in with her friend. She was five foot three, or so, with blue eyes and brown hair. She was petite, wearing a pair of jeans and a stylish white blouse. She was carrying a backpack and a book quite originaly titled "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107604577910444428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107604577910444428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107604577910444428' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107368352948186878</id><published>2004-01-09T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T13:27:13.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its' been a great first week back! Here's the rundown...School: Only two classes. International Relations Theory with my girl Proffessor Jungblut and Philosophy of Religion. Both are early in the morning on MWF and rock my face off. I'm gonna enjoy both classesChurch: Preprared for Status. Got a great commercial running this weekend and 5,000 flyers ready to hit the campus next week. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107368352948186878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107368352948186878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107368352948186878' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107336029724104070</id><published>2004-01-05T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T19:39:55.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I called into a live radio talk show to sabotage an interview with Mel Martinez, an opponent of Bill McCollum. I did this at the request of Matt, the campaign manager. I asked Martinez on live radio why he has contributed to democrats like Bob Graham and Bill Clinton. I stumped the bastard and was a total hero all day around the office. It was awsome. I could work on campaigns for the rest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107336029724104070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107336029724104070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107336029724104070' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107315857883813199</id><published>2004-01-03T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T11:37:54.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its really wierd. I discoverd this song "Party All the Time" by Eddie Murphy the other day. Aparently, Eddie Murphy had a brief try at a recording career during the mid-1980's. The song is pretty good. Very synthy/R&amp;B/NewWave... like Prince, but not nearly as thought out. Well anyway... I'm hearing this song all over the place now. I'm in Wal-Mart at One in the morning, Eddie Murphy's "Party All </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107315857883813199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107315857883813199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107315857883813199' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107302438923712988</id><published>2004-01-01T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T22:21:23.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's no wonder in my mind as to why the rest of the world finds The Church to be a complete sham. Jesus told his disciples, "They will know you are my disciples by the way you love one another." To be quite honest, more often than not, I feel more loved by people outside the church than those inside. People are more authentic, less antagonistic, and are more likely to show compasion for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107302438923712988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107302438923712988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107302438923712988' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107294893191720077</id><published>2004-01-01T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T01:23:44.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After reflecting on this past year I've realized something:This has been the worst year of my life. I've been burned by people I thought were my freinds. I've been disapointed by opportunities that I held in high esteem, but fizzled fast. Several girls have abused my generosity and my good nature. I've picked up some behaviors that aren't consitant with the moral standards I personally hold </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107294893191720077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107294893191720077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107294893191720077' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107241871566190090</id><published>2003-12-25T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T22:06:40.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Santa brought me for Christmas this year...100 bucks; probably gonna be blown on pokerdvd player; I can sit in the comfort of my room and watch American Beauty w/o having to fast foward through the nudie scenes cause my mom is two feet away. I'm a big boy I can handle it.$20 Starbucks gift card;  My little bro, Tim puchased my favorite gift... nothin like a Soy Caramel Latte or a hot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107241871566190090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107241871566190090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107241871566190090' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107226697943558149</id><published>2003-12-24T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T04:00:41.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Couldn't sleep whatsoever last night, but in the midst of all the excessive silence I realized something...2004 is going to be an awsome year for the following reasons:1. This is "The year of Phil"2. I'm probably gonna kiss some hottie (I mean eventually)3. Anything that could have gone wrong... already has4. I intimidate people in ways other men only dream about5. Summer Olympics...nuff </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107226697943558149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107226697943558149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107226697943558149' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107146636407513229</id><published>2003-12-14T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T21:33:53.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw the movie "Stuck on You" last night. The movie is made by the Faraley Brothers who are known for "Dumb and Dumber" and "Something about Marry." Let me just say it was funny and I shouldn't be disapointed, except for the fact that these guys have some of the funniest movies ever under their belt. So in comparison it was mediocre.They are their toughest competition.This made me think about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107146636407513229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107146636407513229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146636407513229' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107111806807968121</id><published>2003-12-10T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T20:48:52.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok... you've all waited for a decent entry into my blog. Here goes...I think my anger towards girls has come to a boiling point over the last few days. Nothing has really happened to spur this new onslaught of furry towards the opposite gender. It's just... I've taken a retrospective look at the past few years and the girls that have been in my life both plutonicly and romanticly and I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107111806807968121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107111806807968121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107111806807968121' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107091303039731077</id><published>2003-12-08T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T11:51:32.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've made up my mind... I'm gonna spend my Christmas vacation reading. No socialization. No "lunches" or "coffees" with people I could honestly care less about. The last time I spent my Christmas vacation reading was senior year of hs. I read The Catcher in the Rye, Mere Christianity, and The Dali Lama's Art of Happiness. I learned so much out of those two weeks or so.  I'm going to soak in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107091303039731077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107091303039731077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107091303039731077' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107056289098036372</id><published>2003-12-04T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T10:39:49.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been sitting in the SGA computer lab since 7am this morning, working on a project that will only get me a 'C' in Political Economy. IM GOING TO FAIL THIS CLASS! I wasted so much damn time this semster doing alot of stupid crap.Im gonna go ahead and blame all of my life's problems on a girl... I'm not joking around at all. I can pretty much trace back all of my problems back to one source. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107056289098036372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107056289098036372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107056289098036372' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107042184692573485</id><published>2003-12-02T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T19:25:01.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No lie. I wish I could just read the bible, watch DVD's and play poker all day long. Untill I got sick of that crap (cept the bible) and dicieded to hijack my life into overdrive. When I graduate, if McCollum doesnt produce me a congressional job... Im gonna take a year off... chill... go to bible school... and think about my life... maybe meet a girl.Yeah... um... so I havent been to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107042184692573485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107042184692573485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107042184692573485' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107033511331412256</id><published>2003-12-01T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T19:19:26.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lead a small group of high school guys @ my church. They are pretty much the coolest guys... I sometimes wish they were my own age so that I could just chill with them without feeling like "the old dude" Anyway, out of the blue, one of the guys calls me tonight and invites me out to thier highschool FCA meeting to listen to this youth Pastor from a local church speak.... FREAKIN SNORSVILLE!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107033511331412256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107033511331412256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107033511331412256' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107022596369092068</id><published>2003-11-30T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T13:00:15.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm reading a book called Making Sense of Church. It's realy rocking my perspective on the way the Western Church appeals to our culture. It's had such a profound impact upon me that I've found myself contemplating the skills I have (communication, facilitation, discernment) and how they could be better used to reform the church. I'm not gonna drop my political aspirations just yet, but I can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107022596369092068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107022596369092068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107022596369092068' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-107005407884770227</id><published>2003-11-28T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T13:15:27.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've noticed that over the past several weeks my blogs have become shorter and more mindless. My lack of original and entertaining content has nothing to do with the quality or the excitement of my life as of recently (I've actually been very busy). It may be, perhaps, due to my reluctance of sharing intimate details of my life with those who I know have access to this blog but not longer have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107005407884770227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/107005407884770227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107005407884770227' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106997330050025358</id><published>2003-11-27T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T14:49:07.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!My car is broken over the Turkey holiday, which is ok, cause the dealership gave me a loner, a brand new 2003 Jetta. Im gonna be so spoiled once my car is fixed that I'm not gonna want to give it up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106997330050025358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106997330050025358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106997330050025358' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106945413277110472</id><published>2003-11-21T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T14:36:10.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was beautiful...I skipped class. Slept in. Read all day long. Played some guitar. I had a funny phone conversation with Patrick Murphy. I hardly ever feel comfortable carrying on conversations over the phone, partly because, I can't judge peoples physical responses to the things I say. I can't see people shrug, or make a wierd face, or look away... and therefore I can't personaly tailor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106945413277110472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106945413277110472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106945413277110472' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106930402628320196</id><published>2003-11-19T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T20:57:11.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woah.. we are on the cusp of another holiday season! That means Christmas break. This is the first Christmas Break since I've graduated from HS that Im not all that eager to see anyone, like people who I went to HS with who will come back home from college. It's sureal, for me at least, that apart from a few (Karin Peteprin) I could actualy never see anyone again and be ok with it. This isnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106930402628320196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106930402628320196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106930402628320196' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106869758219978674</id><published>2003-11-12T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T20:26:49.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything nowadays is about reductionism, simplifying what is already conceptually simple. While in my politics of the middle east class I thought of the 5 basic conversations one might have in college... 1. Some girls are hot2. Beer is popular3. I like music4. School is hard5. I need moneyNOW, I'm not saying these are the 5 conversations I find myself in all the time, but for the most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106869758219978674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106869758219978674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106869758219978674' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106861420475705904</id><published>2003-11-11T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T21:17:10.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The incongruencies in my life astound me. I'm not talking about external qualities of my personality, but the things no one would ever even know. Who am I when I'm alone. Thats all that really matters. The thoughts in my head, the motives behind my actions. On a whole I believe humanity is far more evil than we really give it credit for. Thats why Jesus was so intelligent by telling his disciples</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106861420475705904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106861420475705904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106861420475705904' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106843699199281162</id><published>2003-11-09T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T20:03:35.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've recently realized that there are two types of girls. There are the ones that are impressed by the fact that I work at Abercrombie and Fitch. And then there are the ones who are impressed by the fact that I work for a Congressmen. Two completley different types of girls. Whats intresting is... im atracted to both, for completly different reasons. The ones who are enamored with my retail </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106843699199281162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106843699199281162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106843699199281162' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106819029597687532</id><published>2003-11-06T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T23:31:55.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a scale from 1 to 10 today was an 8...I worked at the office from 9-2pm, which is fun cause everyone working on the campaign is a blast. I picked up McGriddles (a revolutionary breakfast innovation) for the whole office. You've never seen a Congressmen smile the way Bill does when he bites into a Bacon Egg and Cheese McGriddle. Mmmmm... McGriddle... McCollum...haha. I then went home a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106819029597687532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106819029597687532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106819029597687532' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-106809639527277674</id><published>2003-11-05T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T21:26:53.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna start posting again, I guess. Life is good. Suprisingly good. Today however was horrible. Saw Matrix Revolutions this morning... peace of crap. The trilogy of our generation ended really sucky... we as a generation must suck. After The Wachowski Brothers and Keaneu Reeves took my money and 2hrs of y life, I went home fell and asleep, slept through my alarm. I never made it to class, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106809639527277674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/106809639527277674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106809639527277674' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105841882169210072</id><published>2003-07-16T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T22:13:41.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day:"For the love of Christ urges us on, because we are convinced that one has died for all; therefore all have died." 2 Corinthians 5:14 Been thinking... if you've noticed I haven't written in my weblog since sunday. I've been doing alot of thinking. If you check out the verse above, It's pretty much what I've been thinking about. My own death. Sounds morbid, but its a whole lot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105841882169210072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105841882169210072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105841882169210072' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105811019537997002</id><published>2003-07-13T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T08:33:34.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day: "Keep your heart with all diligence, For out of it spring the issues of life." Proverbs 4:23Link of the Day: my hero... reallyEureka... Last night I heard Jim Keller speak at church. I love it when people can make the same things you've heard all your life come alive. He spoke about suffering and how it can result in positive change in our lives depending on our attitudes. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105811019537997002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105811019537997002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105811019537997002' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105804414091986580</id><published>2003-07-12T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T14:09:00.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day: "If you want a happy, good life, keep control of your tongue, and guard your lips from telling lies." I Peter 3:10 Quote of the Day : "Girls are like parking spaces, all the good ones are taken and the rest are handicaped." - Steve ORainy Day... Started the day by heading to the beach. Never made it. Rained like a mofo. Sooooo I naped and studied and watched It's a Wonderful</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105804414091986580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105804414091986580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105804414091986580' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105798781526815140</id><published>2003-07-11T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T22:30:15.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day : "Trial has not overtaken you more than men can endure: for God is faithful, Who will not permit you to be tried beyond what you are able; on the contrary, He will with the trial also provide the escape by which you will be able to come out of it. " 1 Corinthians 10:13 Stick with what you know... Yeah so, I know this sounds crazy, but I'm thinking its time for me to leave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105798781526815140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105798781526815140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105798781526815140' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105787133511083083</id><published>2003-07-10T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T14:08:55.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day: "Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one's life for his friends." John 15:13 Link of the Day: read the entry by "Stephen Curtis Chapman." It's pretty funny.Marrige sounds good... I was talking to a married guy today (who will remain nameless, cause I don't want to piss any girls off), and I told him that I thought I might just be single for the rest of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105787133511083083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105787133511083083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105787133511083083' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105778481174286153</id><published>2003-07-09T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T14:06:51.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day: "The entire law is summed up in one command: Love your neighbor as yourself." Galatians 5:14Link of the Day: nothing like fake news to inspire real laughterIts times like these that make me want to puke... I've often been told that I think too much. Like thinking's a bad thing. Honestly, I am the first one to admit it. Heck, my nightly pre-sleep ritual consists of me lying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105778481174286153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105778481174286153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105778481174286153' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105767755886883139</id><published>2003-07-08T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T08:19:18.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse of the Day: "Submit yourself, then, to God. Resist the Devil, and he will flee from You. Come near to God and he will come near to you." James 4:7, 8Short but Inspirational... My parents came home two days ago from their summer vacation to New York. When my father arrived he handed me a book called "The Strenous Life" by Theodore Roosevelt. He said he picked it up at the West Point book </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105767755886883139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105767755886883139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105767755886883139' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105758065809051311</id><published>2003-07-07T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T14:49:07.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - the story of every guy, ever... in the history of guys and girlsVerse of the Day: "Be kind and loving to each other. Forgive each other just as God forgave you in Christ." Ephesians 4:32Busy day, no bling... I have so much to do today. Actually I just have to study for a test in Political Behavior by 2pm, and then I'm pretty much free. So to brighten up my morning before my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105758065809051311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105758065809051311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105758065809051311' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105754538017266615</id><published>2003-07-06T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T19:40:20.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cutting your loses... Recently, I've taken up a fancy for poker. It's an intresting game of chance and skill with so many life lesson parallels. Learning the game is easy, but mastering it is hard. Playing with my freinds the other day, I hit a lucky streak. The whole night seemed to be going my way. One card after another was being dealt in my favor. In my final game... I was dealt 4 Aces by way</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105754538017266615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105754538017266615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105754538017266615' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-105738607201807310</id><published>2003-07-04T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T08:10:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long live the weblog... Yes, we're back by popular demand after a short but sad hiatus. After undergoing some thought and conviction in relation to the log's content, oh yeah... and being yelled at by Amy, I've taken some time to ensure the it's utmost respect for all parties involved. However, I'd hope that all would read this journal with the greatest understanding for it's purpose, insight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105738607201807310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/105738607201807310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105738607201807310' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-93444818</id><published>2003-04-28T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T21:16:19.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One more post... I know I've already posted tonight, but I just wanted to give a journal shout out to JESUS! I know it sounds riduculous, but i had such a fun night tonight and its all HIM. This is going to be the best summer of my life... I can feel it in my bones. THANKS A BUNCH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93444818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93444818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93444818' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-93442915</id><published>2003-04-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T20:40:40.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - check out these guys, sorry for not makin the show... next time"And in that day you will ask Me nothing. Most assuredly, I say to you, whatever you ask the Father in My name He will give you."  John 16:23 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93442915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93442915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93442915' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-93442763</id><published>2003-04-28T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T21:09:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Crazy First Night of Summer Today I took my last exam, Comparative Politics, but more importantly I began the most important area of study, the politics of leisure! Woohooo no class! So how did I celebrate you ask? Well, after sadly declining an offer to go to party with my boys (YOU CRAZY KIDS); I decieded to hang out with my brothers Tim and Paul and go see my favorite band Yellowcard. They </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93442763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93442763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93442763' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-93309207</id><published>2003-04-26T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T12:52:41.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lazy day I love my acoustic guitar. While not extremely talented or entertaining, I still love playing. It's what I do when I sit around the house on lazy saturday's. Today, I've learned songs by the FooFighters, Counting Crows, and Maddona... "like a prayer" what a great song. I'll never be a rock star or anything, but there's something soothing about playing guitar in your room. I cant put my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93309207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93309207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93309207' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-93090217</id><published>2003-04-22T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T20:52:40.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - you've probably already seen it... but its still funny (thanks Mike)"No temptation except what all people experience has laid hold of you, and God is faithful, who will not permit you to be tempted beyond your ability but will, at the time of temptation, provide a way out, so that you will be able to stand it."  1 Corinthians 10:13 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93090217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93090217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93090217' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-93089886</id><published>2003-04-22T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T20:46:08.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With my one last gasping breath... I woke up at Mike and Mark's apartment this morning. Drove Home. Showered. Drove back to UCF to meet with Amanda Barnes (so hot) to study for Southern Politics. Her and I ran into Sarah Walloch, which is cool cause i love running into people I know with hot girls... it makes me feel good. However, i was unable to help Amanda with grasping Southern Politics, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93089886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/93089886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93089886' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92997414</id><published>2003-04-21T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T12:06:26.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - think this is funny. sorry if you're offended, just laugh."We have small troubles for a while now, but they are helping us gain an eternal glory that is much greater than the troubles."  2 Corinthians 4:17 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92997414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92997414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92997414' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92997023</id><published>2003-04-21T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T12:12:29.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which way to the Weight Room? Summer's commin up, so I decieded I'd start working out again. UCF's health and fitness center is easily the most intimidating place in the world: Land of the Beautiful People. Those girls were sooooo hot! And the guys were jacked liked BLOAW! I ran two miles on the tredmills and did my normal free wieght routine. Im not looking to become Mr. Universe, just stay in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92997023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92997023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92997023' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92959745</id><published>2003-04-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T19:48:41.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - the hottest girl in the world. Im afraid to ask how old she is."For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God"  Ephesians 2:8 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92959745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92959745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92959745' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92959609</id><published>2003-04-20T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T19:46:12.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One More Week. School is almost out. I'm falling apart. I need a girlfriend, a palm pilot, or a "things to do list" just to remind me what the heck is going on. Tommorow my list is as follows:1. Eat a healthy breakfast (cause its the most important meal of the day)2. Work out3. Quiet time4.Comparative Politics5. Southern Politics study session6. Write Education essay/Final7. CHILL WIT MY </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92959609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92959609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92959609' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92917018</id><published>2003-04-19T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T21:01:57.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its Hard to Bad Mouth People on Easter Easter Service @ Discovery rocked. My boy JT rocked the pulpit and brought the word. I was so pleased that this year, Easter was less showey and more substance. One thing though... One huge friggin akward moment. (ask me what Im talking about in real life... cause I refuse to let my blog be a source of gossip or smack talk.) One cool, un-realted tidbit about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92917018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92917018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92917018' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92804421</id><published>2003-04-17T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T15:46:29.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - the place to be may 9th and 10th"And we have known and believed the love that God has for us. God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God in him."  1 John 4:16 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92804421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92804421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92804421' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92804304</id><published>2003-04-17T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T15:44:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Road to the White House. I met with Dr.Jungblut, one of my Political Science proffessors, on the current status of my academic progress. And, yes... it was as expected. The meeting went something like this : "PHIL! How nice to see you! We (the Political Science Dept.) love you sooooo much. Is there anything I can do for you? Over ride a class? An Internship? How about we just call the White House</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92804304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92804304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92804304' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92753936</id><published>2003-04-16T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T19:51:07.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - hehe fake news... soooo funny"So we may boldly say: "The Lord is my helper; I will not fear. What can man do to me?" Hebrews 13:6 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92753936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92753936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92753936' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92739365</id><published>2003-04-16T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T15:37:23.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Essay Man Jess Jancek is a good friend of mine. She is a beautiful 22 year-old Communications major who I met at church about two years ago. For two semesters or so we'ver been meeting for lunch and having incredible conversations. She talks to me about her love life and I talk to her about my lack of a love life. We engage in intellectual banters about religion and politics, sometimes we even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92739365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92739365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92739365' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92683233</id><published>2003-04-15T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T17:33:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - the dixie chicks have a new member of the band!!! check it out!!"You know how full of love and kindness our Lord Jesus was: though he was so very rich, yet to help you he became so very poor, so that by being poor he could make you rich."  2 Corinthians 8:9 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92683233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92683233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92683233' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92683144</id><published>2003-04-15T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T17:31:13.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>French Barbeque. Today Joe and I went to Ceicel's Barbeque resturant on Orange Ave. Now I must say, I'm not a big fan of Bar-b-que resturants... it's just not me. I'm from Urban New Jersey... give me a good Italian resturant or sushi bar. However, the rich sight of red meat and the tangy smell of sweet Texas barbeque sauce made me feel so American! In this time of global conflict I find myself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92683144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92683144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92683144' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92583100</id><published>2003-04-14T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T07:15:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - a band that will rock your face off... Dashboard Confessional meets Jimmy Eats World, but sloppy, ROCK!"Never give in then, my dear brothers, never admit defeat; keep on working at the Lord's work always, knowing that, in the Lord, you cannot be laboring in vain."  1 Corinthians 15:58 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92583100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92583100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92583100' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92582941</id><published>2003-04-14T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T15:06:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Offroading with a Jetta. After leaving John Tyson's house (my church's student ministry pastor) Saturday night I found myself in an intresting state of mind. I was eager to get out to the University because Mark, Dan and I were going to live it up for a night and it was already getting kind of late. I cranked up my stereo, blasting Taking Back Sunday (check out my "Link of the Day") and adjusted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92582941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92582941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92582941' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92559571</id><published>2003-04-13T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T20:23:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Link of the Day - old people make me laugh"Fix your thoughts on what is true honorable and right. Think about things that are pure lovely and admireable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise." Phillipians 4:8</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92559571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92559571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92559571' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279533.post-92558298</id><published>2003-04-13T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T15:03:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abercrombie and Suck. I'm cleaning house this week. I'm taking back selected areas of my life that I've consciencely surrenderd to stupidity in the last couple of years. First and foremost Abercrombie and Fitch. I can clearly remember the time in my life when Abercrombie could have sold me a hot pink Rambo style headband with "A&amp;F" on the brow and I wouldn't have thought twice about shelling out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92558298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279533/posts/default/92558298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofglory.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92558298' title=''/><author><name>Leviathan</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></entry></feed>
