<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Sep 2024 18:58:39 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Re-introduction</category><category>boom</category><category>productivity</category><category>random thoughts</category><category>video games</category><title>Diary of a Stupid Boy  *Okay, maybe with slightly less than 100% updates!*</title><description>Hey, I got a .com now!</description><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-7293523974502925825</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-13T21:58:23.961-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Back N Da Hood sound so good
They won&#39;t set bail but I wish they would
I P-R-A-Y every D-A-Y
Asking to get back to the B-A-Y
But every court date they keep detaining me
On punk ass charges they keep arraigning me

- Mac Dre - 

I know we&#39;re brushing dangerously close up to the one-year anniversary of my last post (which I admit would be a nice testament to my laziness), but I just couldn&#39;t resist</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-n-da-hood-sound-so-good-they-wont.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-2542148872283554149</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-25T21:57:56.791-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">So, I drove by the fish shop near my house today, right? Sitting next to the front door was a portable grill with a bag charcoal and lighter fluid next to it.Clearance sale?- Colin -</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-drove-by-fish-shop-near-my-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-895280142580164041</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T23:23:16.654-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">When I&#39;m out in N.Y. boy it&#39;s blunts and Phillies,When I&#39;m out in L.A. boy it&#39;s wraps and swishes.Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this.Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster s***.Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this.Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster s***.- Fiddy -Super-Deep Confessions and Questions #1* Do people still use Live Journal?* How do color-blind</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-people-still-use-live-journal-how-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-4295462368173623126</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-17T01:24:18.094-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">productivity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video games</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">He&#39;s gonna take you back to the pastTo play the sh**** games that suck assHe&#39;d rather have a buffaloTake a diarrhea dump in his earHe&#39;d rather eat the rotten a******Of a road killed skunk and down it with beerHe&#39;s the angriest gamer you&#39;ve ever heard...- Angry Video Game Nerd -It&#39;s amazing what you can get done when you&#39;re not playing video games.Things have been so weird at my paper lately. </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-gonna-take-you-back-to-past-to-play.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_UKui2zfbdkrcZNWXkt9-0nP_nihO6Xdgt0Pdrpg8GTEX4KFJMTBJAo_GG8_Wj8UyQioWaGOFAEdMaYH5Of_K2YJJt6nhDMwePGdy5SxfavpVpeX-60EymemZ4Bd17xBQtlMN0w/s72-c/billandted460.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-7073493291176394138</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-16T17:57:20.114-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Re-introduction</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Wow...I registered Diary of a Stupid Boy over a *year* ago and this is the first update I&#39;ve made to it. That&#39;s what I call dedication.Anyway, if you read through some of the ancient posts I made when I was in college, I&#39;m just going to use this site as a way to post ideas, thoughts, criticisms and observations I make about the things I see. I get paid to write about sports for a living, but </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-116175536169713454</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 05:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-25T02:00:23.513-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Performing is the easiest part of what I do, and songwriting is the hardest&quot;                               - Neil Diamond - Anyone can sit down and write what&#39;s in their heads, there&#39;s no real challenge there for the creatively-minded. To express yourself in a free-formed manner simply requires that you have a pen, paper, and your thoughts; whatever you want it to be, it is. A significantly more</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2006/10/performing-is-easiest-part-of-what-i-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-114124697192950920</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Mar 2006 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-26T21:23:45.173-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">We took the bus to the anarchist book fairI left the hybrid at homeI scored an extremely rare signed copy of the communist manifestoWe protested the G8, got maced by female policeIn hot black uniforms and bootsI got one&#39;s e-mail address- NOFX -Where do English professors come from? I mean, seriously, are they created in some sort of sick and twisted laboratory of dull? You&#39;ve all no doubt had a </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-took-bus-to-anarchist-book-fair-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-114015161714364605</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-02-17T00:11:17.376-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Don&#39;t wanna fall in love.Don&#39;t need security,I ain&#39;t no dog without a bone.Don&#39;t have no time for love,So stay the fuck away from me.Because I don&#39;t believe in you,And I wanna sit here all my life alone.- Green Day -(Note: I don&#39;t know where I&#39;m going with this. This is just the ramblings of my English Studies notebook and it&#39;s &quot;F&quot; material if I&#39;ve ever seen it. These are just some things I&#39;ve </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-wanna-fall-in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-113926855022707586</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 23:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-02-06T18:29:10.236-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m working on a new post. Sorry for being gone so long, the two of you who actually read this.</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-working-on-new-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-113410805264629356</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-09T01:02:53.226-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Oh no! Not for me, not for meCall it torture, call it UniversityNo! Arts and crafts is all I needI&#39;ll take calligraphy and then I&#39;ll make a fake degreeSomeone please save us, us college kids!What my parents told me is what I didThey said go to school and be a college kidBut in the end I question why I did- Reliant K -Finals week. It&#39;s the same for all of you, no doubt. I&#39;ve been here three years </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-no-not-for-me-not-for-me-call-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-112987190082270062</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 04:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-13T00:32:06.500-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Bugs Bunny had the props on the Eastside spotsKnown to hit a five from a mile with a shotGoofy was Mickey Mouse righthand manOne day smoked a stick, and came up with a brandCalled Pixie and Dixie, two killers from ChicagoA game of 5K, to eliminate DonaldBut what they didn&#39;t know, is Donald was a GHad big time respect, from the West to the East- Coolio -Everyone remembers being a kid and getting </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/10/bugs-bunny-had-props-on-eastside-spots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-112819894312348441</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-01T16:37:21.810-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">- Life Goes On -Everyday is a battle,A fight between truth and dream.You&#39;re not doing fine,But you&#39;ll do okay.All I can tell you is all that I know,Life goes on.They don&#39;t know your story,They don&#39;t know what&#39;s wrong.I can&#39;t change the fact.The only comfort I can provideIs that life goes on.Life goes on,Wounds heal and hearts mend.Oh, life goes on,The ones you loved have come and gone,But you&#39;ll </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-goes-on-everyday-is-battle-fight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-112770983376889788</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-26T01:05:03.603-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">You know what I&#39;m thinking... Maybe throwing money out of the limo wasn&#39;t such a good idea. - Stella -Sorry for not updating for a month. I really lead a boring life, kids. If there was something to talk about, trust me, I&#39;d do it. Until I think of something good, here&#39;s a survey I filled out about myself to give you guys a little more knowledge about the beautiful butterfly that is Colin John </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-know-what-im-thinking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-112192743977573605</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 06:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-08-07T02:57:16.566-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Robot: Slacker, child, clown...we have no place here among the world&#39;s greatest heroes.The Flash: Say&#39;s you! I got a seat at the big conference table...I&#39;m going to paint my logo on it!- Justice League -Okay, here&#39;s the deal. I&#39;ve said it in the past, but this time I mean it...I&#39;m completely out of things to talk about. It&#39;s the middle of summer, my job is almost over, still another month untill </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/07/robot-slacker-child-clown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-112149777839738598</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-16T03:54:06.313-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;This is my letter&quot;You found your path,I stumbled down mine.Two friends, gone their seperate route.The one thing left to do,Is to write this letter addressed to you.You haven&#39;t left my mind,What we had was fun,I simply missed the truth,Stuck in a daze.Consider this my confession,Consider this my letter,Consider this the end.To the hopeless dreamers,To those stuck in the clouds,To those who </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-my-letter-you-found-your-path-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-112080323331792840</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2005 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-31T23:26:29.050-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Wait. You guys, I have an awesome idea! We should secretly go around and tell all the students we can to not check any of the mascots on this election sheet, and instead write in &#39;Giant Douche.&#39;&quot;- South Park -Ever since I was a young lad, I&#39;ve had a fascination with mascots. You know, those big cartoony looking guys in costume at sporting events. To most, Mascots are held in the same esteem as </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/07/wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111975755991518950</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-31T23:25:18.513-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Peter: Oh my god, Brian, there&#39;s a message in my Alphabits. It says, &#39;Oooooo.&#39;Brian: Peter, those are Cheerios.&quot;- Family Guy -So, I&#39;ve got this annoying habit of purposely exposing just how incredibly much free-time I have on my hands. Well, since it&#39;s been awhile since I&#39;ve made an idiot of myself on this blog, I&#39;ve decided to share with you my latest observation.My hair. It&#39;s poofy.I can&#39;t </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/06/peter-oh-my-god-brian-theres-message-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111768667741042705</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 04:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-06-02T00:39:37.620-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m on my way to new orleans this mornin&#39;,Leaving out of nashville, tennessee,They&#39;re always having a good time down on the bayou,Lord, them delta women think the world of me. - The Allman Brothers -  Have you ever...? (The &quot;I&#39;ve Got No Other Ideas&quot; Edition)   (x) Smoked a cigar( ) Smoked anything else( ) Kiss a member of the same sex( ) Crashed a friend&#39;s car( ) Stolen a car(x) Been in love(x) </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-on-my-way-to-new-orleans-this-mornin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111561881488816306</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 05:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-09T11:13:07.163-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">If there&#39;s one thing I&#39;ve learned at this hospital, it&#39;s to never antagonize your boss or the people who makes the food, because you end up eating poo.  - Dr. Elliot Reed -I&#39;m in the mood for one of those &quot;Random thoughts&quot; blog updates. Now, that could be because I have a literal flood of ideas flying through my brain, or because I don&#39;t have enough for an actual post. I&#39;ll leave the truth up to </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-theres-one-thing-ive-learned-at-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111414155247992208</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-04-29T14:15:56.140-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text"> I&#39;ve been told emo songs are deep, Which translates into really weak! All they ever do is cry, Did something get caught in their eyes? I just can&#39;t understand it all, Even I don&#39;t always bawl.. boohoohoo..  My girlfriend dumped me and I&#39;m really really hurt...- &quot;Indie Sux, Hard-Line Sux, Emo Sux, You Suck!&quot; (Anti-Flag)Why are Emo Kids flooding this campus? I mean, jeez...Everywhere I look, I see</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-been-told-emo-songs-are-deep-which.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111400455874607698</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-04-21T13:37:10.800-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text"> And everything&#39;s fineAnd I don&#39;t know why I do this to myselfI&#39;ve got this thing for losing my mindI wish I could tell you all the thingsI want to say yea So now I think I will this time- &quot;Koolaid&quot; (Bowling for Soup)So, I was watching ESPN and their new &quot;Teammates&quot; show last night, and something the delightfully ghetto Quentin Richardson said got me thinking...&quot;You know Amare loves da Red </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-everythings-fine-and-i-dont-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111231310066146570</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-03-31T18:58:45.466-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;If I get big laughs, I&#39;m a comedian. If I get little laughs, I&#39;m a humorist. If I get no laughs, I&#39;m a singer.&quot;- George BurnsToday, I was informed that comedian Mitch Hedberg passed away in his hotel room at the young age of 37. The exact cause of death isn&#39;t known yet, but it is believed that it was the result of a drug-induced heart attack.I don&#39;t know how many of you guys were aware of Mitch,</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-i-get-big-laughs-im-comedian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111086228277848462</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2005 04:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-03-16T14:30:28.366-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Think about the love inside the strength of heart Think about the heroes saving life in the dark Climbing higher through the fire, time was running out Never knowing you weren&#39;t going to be coming down alive But you still came back for me You were strong and you believed...- &quot;Believe&quot; (Yellowcard)Girls that I am friends with (In no particular order):- Jill Meskiel- Kim Zerebniak- Jackie </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/03/think-about-love-inside-strength-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-111078156805548549</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-03-14T01:26:08.056-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;...and a fuck you to all those             who will never understand&quot;  - Billy Corgan...I didn&#39;t forget about this thing. I&#39;ll have something new soon. I&#39;ve got something I&#39;d REALLY like to rant about.</atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093646.post-110964024873392364</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 00:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-02-28T20:24:08.736-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Cotton candy and rotten mouth, You know you&#39;re so fucked up. You know I couldn&#39;t help but have it for you. And everybody knows the way I walk, And knows the way I talk, And knows the way I feel about you.  It&#39;s all a bunch of shit, And there&#39;s nothing to do around here. It&#39;s totally fucked up, I&#39;m totally fucked up, Wish you were here. - &quot;Wish You Were Here&quot; (Ryan Adams)---So yeah, I&#39;m not among </atom:summary><link>http://colinksu.blogspot.com/2005/02/cotton-candy-and-rotten-mouth-you-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Colin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>