<?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-6301765</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:34:13.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick G's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything you've ever wanted to know about what i do</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301765.post-109508315034249792</id><published>2004-09-13T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T09:45:50.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi All - It's Bobbie.  Nick's Blog was having a bit of trouble so I was asked to fix it.  hopefully you can all read it now, I will try and get the comment boards back up a.s.a.p. TTYL, Bobbie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109508315034249792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109508315034249792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109508315034249792' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109498798385959215</id><published>2004-09-12T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T07:19:43.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love ants and sewersThe other night the funniest:worst eating experience of my life happened.  I was eating with Maman, and there was the usual Pate (which is a tasteless congealed mix of flower and water) some beef and a vegetable sauce.  well, the meat was pretty frickin tough and i tried to cut it but i couldnt.  the piece i had was pretty large, so when mama got up to go to the kitchen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109498798385959215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109498798385959215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109498798385959215' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109437943423664643</id><published>2004-09-05T05:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T06:17:14.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Le soleil est très brille ici en Afrique.....Yesterday well all went down to Grand Popo to the beach.  It was really fun to see all the other stagairs and to see what they were up to.  Actually, im lying;, i coulda given two shits about seeing most of them, it was really fun to see erin and sara though.  THe beach was beatiful,  the water was nice and tourqouise just as it is in FL.  THe sand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109437943423664643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109437943423664643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109437943423664643' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109206137128778194</id><published>2004-08-09T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T10:22:51.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just KiddingLast night i had the strangest dream about being in Amsterdam.  It was so vivid and clear, like most of my dreams are, but anyway.  The streets were the exact same as the last time i went there, and the shops were the same too.  Haha, even the Majestic and Bulldog Cafe were the same.  I think it was an omen for me to go on a trip to Europe soon or something.  I really hope that i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109206137128778194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109206137128778194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109206137128778194' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109197808324397695</id><published>2004-08-08T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T11:14:43.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Au RevoirWell, I believe this will perhaps be my final blog entry before i head off to Afrika.  It's kinda sad, but im so excited on the other hand.  I was talking on instant messenger yesterday with Nicole, who is a PC volunteer who left for Benin last year at this time.  It was so funny talking to her.  She was telling me how she was in Cotonou and saw that PC was all ready for us to arrive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109197808324397695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109197808324397695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109197808324397695' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109173615094623968</id><published>2004-08-05T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T09:34:51.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On sunday after i was dead tired from my "bon voyage" party and staying out all the night before, i decided to go waterskiing.  Here is me at the end, I finally did a half way decent landing.  Usually i not-so-gracefully fall over forward and then have to swim in the rest of the way but on suday i made it just about to the shore.  Im going to miss waterskiing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109173615094623968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109173615094623968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109173615094623968' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109082134689547647</id><published>2004-07-26T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T01:55:46.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Julia Roberts Smile The other night i watched Mona Lisa Smile again.. its such a wonderful movie.  its so refreshing to watch a movie that promotes forward thinking, especially in todays day and age of social regression.  Great cast too!I just got out of my cold shower, its going on 2 weeks now with no f-ing hot water.. im so cold.  I think tomorrow willl be the last day though, but we'll see</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109082134689547647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109082134689547647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109082134689547647' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109055779787658990</id><published>2004-07-23T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T00:43:17.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck workingTonys foodland was so fucking gay tonight.  i was irritated beyond all beleif.  this dumbass bitch produce manager left all her trash for us "night time" people to take out.. it was such a huge mountain in the backroom.  i was so angry that someone would be cunty enough to do that.  im sorry, but i dont get paid enough there to clean up after lazy people.  im going to be so mean to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109055779787658990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109055779787658990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109055779787658990' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109044030644687459</id><published>2004-07-21T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T16:05:06.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WTFSo the last few days have been pretty (very) uneventful.  Ive just been hanging around maine, thinking about when the hell im going to leave.  i cant wait!!!! Now im at that point of hurry up and wait.  ive never been so excited to do something in my whole life.  Its going to be great.  i got my staging material this weekend, so on monday i made my reservations to go from portland to philly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109044030644687459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109044030644687459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109044030644687459' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-109013185360204721</id><published>2004-07-18T02:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T02:30:14.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hit it!  This evening i went waterskiing with bobbie and Eric.  it was fun, i havent been since may, so the water was definitly warmer this time.  Well, like usual, we always end up going out in adverse conditions.  the lake was nice and calm, but it was lightening in the background and nite fall was coming faast.  neeless to say, we had to have the nav lights on the boat fired up! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109013185360204721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/109013185360204721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109013185360204721' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108990742126948541</id><published>2004-07-15T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T12:03:41.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Farenheit Neuf-OnzeOk, sorry i have not blogged in a really long time.  the truth is, im just that damn lazy, plus i have been running around, like going to Florida, hanging out with people in Maine, and yes, dont forget working.  Anyway,  while i was in FL, i went with Josef to see Farenheit 9-11.  Such and interesting movie,  i know a lot of people wont see it cause they are too narrowminded </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108990742126948541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108990742126948541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108990742126948541' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108718369386828486</id><published>2004-06-13T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T23:28:13.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY for productivityWell today marked a milestone in my summer.  I started working.  I know, your probably thinking "what a tragedy for Nick" but its ok.  It was kinda fun in its own sick twisted sorta way.  I went to work at good old foodland and was scheduled from 4-11, but we left at 930 cause we were done.  i love that.  it was fun working with chirstine and cassandra too. they are so funny</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108718369386828486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108718369386828486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108718369386828486' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108708996877232651</id><published>2004-06-12T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T21:26:08.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, what an interesting week. well, not really.  Well, yeah, i guess it was.  To start, i got the cutest card from Ians mom, Jane.  It made me so happy to hear from her.  She is the nicest lady ever, (his dads nice too) so i emailed her and told her somethings and caught up a little bit.  Im kinda sad Ian wont be in FL when i go down in only 2.5 WEEKS!!!!!!  what else, i hung out with jon down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108708996877232651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108708996877232651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108708996877232651' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108665695988144074</id><published>2004-06-07T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T21:10:44.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been quite a while since i've posted a pic, i guess i just havent gotten any good ones lately.  I was looking at the pics on my computer the other day, and came across this one.  It was such a fun night and i remember it....kinda.  I sure will miss the days of holly and kerry parties....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108665695988144074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108665695988144074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108665695988144074' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108640868429613397</id><published>2004-06-04T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T00:11:24.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spontainatey (SP, lol)So tonight was very random.  I went to Bobbies to let out lucy and duncan whilst her and jamie are enjoying themselves freesing their asses off at the races,  cause lucy hadnt pee'd in a while apparantly.  Well, she wouldnt fucking pee for me either, and i think she was too distracted by some cone thing she has around her neck cause her eye is having issues.  the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108640868429613397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108640868429613397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108640868429613397' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108628930932202740</id><published>2004-06-03T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:03:57.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is WeirdI dont know why i put that title, i just did.  but sometimes i wonder what my life will be like in, say, ten years.  right now it seems so rediculous, and im kinda getting depressed.  Maybe i should get a job so ill have structure in my life, well, i am going to work at tonys pretty soon that will be ok. anyway, sometimes i wish i was normal, like i wanted to have a normal job, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108628930932202740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108628930932202740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108628930932202740' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108611373275193024</id><published>2004-06-01T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:15:32.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, what a weekend. On thursday, after my last blog, i drove up to Northern Maine with bobbie for a little weekend camping adventure.  We usually leave friday, but her and i had to go to Brians for dinner thurs night, and we were supposed to go see allison in Bangor on friday but that never materialized.  anyway, we fucking left naples at 1830, a little late, and ended up getting to ellsworth at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108611373275193024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108611373275193024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108611373275193024' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108569039712650459</id><published>2004-05-27T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T16:39:57.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chicks with DicksYeah, i know this is an interesting title, but ill get to it a bit later.  On tuedsay night i went to biddeford to hang out at Jon's place down at UNE.  We decided we NEEDED to go to Macaroni Grill.  Jannie went too, and when we got there, the waiter was chatting with us, and was going to pour some of the yummy oil into the plate so that we could dip our bread into it;  Well, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108569039712650459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108569039712650459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108569039712650459' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108542455741864034</id><published>2004-05-24T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T14:49:17.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OOC has become OOC.So, as most people know, I always say OOC.  It all started while i was in college, my friends always made fun of me cause i would say "out of control" all the time. well, eventually it evolved into OOC, so a couple of my friends, like Holly and Beth, would always say it too. Oh yeah, and my peeps at work jumped on the band wagon.  it was always funny when people would say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108542455741864034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108542455741864034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108542455741864034' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108536068074323786</id><published>2004-05-23T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T21:04:40.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Ladies,how would you like a guy that wakes you up in the middle of the night and tells you to leave...simply because you were snoring?  Especially some dude thats lucky to have any chick in his bed?Well, if you feel like you could ever be getting yourselves into this situation, just fuck the guy then leave him..that way he wouldnt have the satisfactory of kicking you out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108536068074323786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108536068074323786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108536068074323786' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108534724181950447</id><published>2004-05-23T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T17:21:42.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fire in the holeWell, this weekend has been quite eventful.  Friday night after work, yes, i said work, i went to UNE in Biddeford to hang out with my friend jon.  He;s a really cool guy whom i met recently so we've been hanging around.  He's my age, and in the same position as me, just graduating college and all so we get along well.  I like nice people.  (Je pense qu'Il sera trés gentil, est </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108534724181950447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108534724181950447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108534724181950447' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108526487946085977</id><published>2004-05-22T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T18:27:59.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, not too much is going on.  I know i havent written in blogger for ten years, but as i said in previous entries is become slightly boring.  BUT, maybe ill start again.  I have been such a sloth since the end of school.  The last week in FL, i hung out at jodys house, being an E++. lol. i was  a good encroacher though.  Well, as for bobbie, she came down and we drove up to ME together.  Let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108526487946085977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108526487946085977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108526487946085977' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108518874656562971</id><published>2004-05-21T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T21:19:06.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hanging out at jons...ill write more later :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108518874656562971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108518874656562971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108518874656562971' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108359807684876785</id><published>2004-05-03T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T11:32:09.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, i havent blogged in a decade.  well, truthfully, i actually have become quite bored with it.  LOL, i always wind up writing about the same old shit.  but anyways, right now im at jodys, and i just plugged into his network.  Thanks jody, lol.  i  think we are gonna hit up the pizza hut buffet for lunch. As for what ive been doing lately, its been OOC, i had graduation this weekend, besides </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108359807684876785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108359807684876785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108359807684876785' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108282236689466784</id><published>2004-04-24T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T12:03:37.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, so i randomly thought i would write in my blog on this lovely saturday morning. Well, its more like afternoon.  haha,  i woke up this morning and looked at the clock, oops, its was 1130.  Im such a fucking sloth bastard.  and i love every minute of it.  SO today i think im might head down to the melbourne art festival.  Its downtown and ive actually never gone down to it before so that will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108282236689466784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108282236689466784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108282236689466784' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108264639635185503</id><published>2004-04-22T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T11:19:45.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Join the MullitiaSo, one thing that i think i will die without knowing the answer to is "why would anyone ever have a mullet?"  I mean, honestly, who would do it.  What do they say when they are at the hair cutting shop?  I have a mullet?  I would say, no, those are illegal in this state and 36 others!  The other night at dinner two of my friends and I saw a couple of hardcore butch lesbians </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108264639635185503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108264639635185503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264639635185503' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108255882198495840</id><published>2004-04-21T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T10:51:07.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, there is nothing worse than being sick.  I get sick seriously like once a century too.  Last night was heinous, i started getting a sore throat yesterday so i knew something was up, but didnt pay too much attention to it.  Well, i spent all fucking day at work producing my last video (which is kinda cool/funny)  and didnt end  up going home from the TEC center till like 11pm.  Well, around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108255882198495840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108255882198495840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108255882198495840' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108213786716711594</id><published>2004-04-16T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T13:55:18.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow,  Omarosa is such a raving bitch on wheels!  I dont know if anyone caught the finale of The Apprentice last night but she was OOC.  I felt bad for poor Kwame, cuase of her retardedness.  One thing though, i love the drama she creates so i hope she is back on the next season!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108213786716711594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108213786716711594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213786716711594' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108190876664735095</id><published>2004-04-13T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:30:49.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man o man, I dont even know where to fucking start. yeah, i said fucking, thats right, i just like to swear.  I know words like fuck are so shallow and meaningless, but i just like the way it rolls off my tongue.  I also like how it has so many other meanings.  Plus i get sick of being mary fucking sunshine all the time and i need to just be myself...Anyway, now that thats out of my system....i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108190876664735095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108190876664735095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108190876664735095' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108178219521168419</id><published>2004-04-12T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T11:07:58.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok,  tell me your thoughts on this wallpaper pattern as a kitchen wallpaper?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108178219521168419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108178219521168419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108178219521168419' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108170403481834335</id><published>2004-04-11T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T13:24:27.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is for my Brazilian Balla....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108170403481834335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108170403481834335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108170403481834335' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108152300016330203</id><published>2004-04-09T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T11:07:43.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have nothing more to say....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108152300016330203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108152300016330203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152300016330203' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108144449841110925</id><published>2004-04-08T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T13:18:46.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, i just got done having sex, i mean eating a buffalo chicken wrap (basically they are the same thing).  This week has been pretty fantastic so far, last night i hung out at the Sun Shoppe with my buddy Rob.  It was excellent, i actually might go there again tonight, although my tongue is still burnt from my spiced chai.  Today in architecture class i got my quiz back, i got an 8 out of 50. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108144449841110925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108144449841110925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144449841110925' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108111144256562792</id><published>2004-04-04T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T16:47:45.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>La Guerre en Wal-MartOk, i know you must be thinking, "Nick, its sunday afternoon, why would you ever attempt to do such a thing as go to walmart?"  Well,  I needed too thats why!!!So anyway, to begin with, i parked way the  hell out by the walmart gas station.  I have no problem with parking far away, but i just am trying to set the scene.  On my way in, i all of the sudden felt my foot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108111144256562792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108111144256562792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108111144256562792' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108092798092241391</id><published>2004-04-02T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T12:50:00.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RIght now im in the studio cause its friday and that means Shoaff's class.  I had a French test today, it was awful.  Im kinda dissapointed because i actually had some idea how to do the material that it covered.  The thing is though, we do all sorts of exercises in class, but they are always waaaaay different when it comes time to take the test.  SO that basically blew.  Im sooo tired by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108092798092241391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108092798092241391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108092798092241391' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108079911658510328</id><published>2004-04-01T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T01:02:14.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm talking to Viera Barbie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108079911658510328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108079911658510328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108079911658510328' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108066966396174442</id><published>2004-03-30T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T13:04:40.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeeeeeah,  Right now im at work, its lunch time so im blogging.  We had taco tuesday, and i was the tray bitch again!!!!  It was kinda of heavy actualy.  I think tonight im going to take it easy, ive been really tired during the day and i think its because ive been going out a lot and staying out late at night or whatever.  I dont have anything due for french tomorrw so i think ill be all set.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108066966396174442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108066966396174442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108066966396174442' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108051248536869233</id><published>2004-03-28T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T17:24:58.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so lets talk about last nights activities.  It was a pretty fun night to start out with, i ended up going to jodys for a petit bbQ get together type thing.  It was a rather small gathering, but there ended up being a  lot of forshadowing to the night that was to be ahead. Let me first off just say that TV is the most anti social thing that could ever happen at a gaathering.  It is so stupid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108051248536869233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108051248536869233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108051248536869233' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108041658885471139</id><published>2004-03-27T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T14:46:40.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just so everyone knows, the lipstick came out of my shirt.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108041658885471139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108041658885471139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108041658885471139' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108015726694377157</id><published>2004-03-24T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T14:44:34.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strutt your muttOk, atleast i dont plan my whole life around doing animal walks, or building cat houses on the weekends!!!!!!!!!!!HAHAHAHA. Anyway, if you want a link to what im talking about go to www.grayanimalfarm.com HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYeah, that was my slam against amy, and i cant wait to be a big red flagger!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108015726694377157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108015726694377157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108015726694377157' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-108006938998201916</id><published>2004-03-23T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T14:19:56.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't really written a random blog lately so i feel like thats what i want to do today.  Work is kinda boring right now.  Im trying to decide if i want to go over to the studio to encode the Harris class from the other night but that would require effort of walking across the street.  My stomach is killing me too.  This seems to happen after every time i eat lately and no, its not because i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108006938998201916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/108006938998201916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108006938998201916' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107997299534656477</id><published>2004-03-22T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T21:30:43.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So here is a picture of us in London.  It's in front of Tower Bridge.  When i look at it, all i can think of is how f-ing cold i was.  haha.Private Jets, J-Lo suits, and mini-vansOk, this might seem like a weird headline, but its something that i ran into this weekend and felt that i needed to vent my feelings on it on blogger.  SO i was doing this thing at the airport thig weekend and there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107997299534656477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107997299534656477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107997299534656477' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107948799952707520</id><published>2004-03-16T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T10:46:14.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My crew from work at Grant's Seafood Fest.  It was kind of a birthday celebration for Amanda and I and Jody too since his Bday was the week before.This flag pole is just one example of the ghettoness that is Grant's!!!  Notice its construction materials.This is a personal favorite of mine.  I tried stealing this sign on the way out however, the people who own the land didnt look like ones </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107948799952707520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107948799952707520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107948799952707520' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107931938678984700</id><published>2004-03-14T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T21:59:40.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, what a weekend it has been!  I've really had a great time.  I love meeting new people and learning new things, and I have been doing a lot of that lately.  Sometimes i wish it was socially acceptable for people to wear nametags cause when you are meeting people a lot, that would be tres helpful.Friday was pretty uneventful, work was crazy cause were still doing that bullshit for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107931938678984700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107931938678984700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107931938678984700' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107904911588305227</id><published>2004-03-11T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:57:30.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I went to this place last thursday in London and saw the Queen and Prince Chuck....It was so cool....It in Shoreditch which is a neighborhood in East London.Wouldn't you stand if the Queen was there?Charles giving mummy some tea</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107904911588305227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107904911588305227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107904911588305227' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107876399109773824</id><published>2004-03-08T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T11:42:56.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, today is my last day in London, and what a fantabulous day it is.  Right now my cheeks are fucking redder than fucking lipstick cause its so windy out.  I took a walk along the river thames while i was near the tate modern looking for the mirror toilet (see below) and it was quite windy obviously since it is on the water.  I started today by going to Kings Cross St. Pancras station to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107876399109773824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107876399109773824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107876399109773824' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107869799232965914</id><published>2004-03-07T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T17:22:57.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOW!!  Glasgow was OOC to the maximum!!!! HAHAHA, i cant stop laughing thinking about it, it was a fucking fabulous city, especially for the young party crowd.  Its been quite a while since i had a awesome night of partying till the wee hours of the morning, and last night was great. (I plan on doing more of this when i get home)  We got up yesterday (Sat) morning at 445 to get ready to FLy up to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107869799232965914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107869799232965914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107869799232965914' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107852715071673341</id><published>2004-03-05T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T17:55:32.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its about 11pm here in London right now, we have to get up at 4 for a flight up to Glasgow tomorrow so tonight is a slow night so i thought i would blog a bit.I just have to say, our hotel lounge is stellar!  ITs such a happening spot, and smoking indoors is very convienant and they also have strongbow on tap at the hotel bar which is excellent.  Today we went out to Windsor, its about an 1 hr </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107852715071673341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107852715071673341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107852715071673341' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107844460617167709</id><published>2004-03-04T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T18:59:46.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Hello everyone,Right now im in London for spring break.  Its pretty fun so far...Today the most fabulous thing happened, i Saw the QUEEN!!!!!!!!! (oops, i almost wrote queer there!lol)  ANyway, it was one of the highlights of my life,  i know, who would be so obsessed witha 75 year old woman, well, I am!  It was so amazing,  we got so close to her and prince Chuck.  Its funny how laid back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107844460617167709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107844460617167709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107844460617167709' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107820090316325544</id><published>2004-03-01T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:18:00.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I know, ive said this is going to be my last blog before london, but this thing is a must see for everyone who lives in Brevard county.  I have to say it is one of the funniest fucking things ive ever read ever!Melbourne/Palm Bay Customized BarbieMattel announces the release of models of Limited Edition Barbie Dollsfor the Melbourne/Palm Bay area market:Palm Bay BarbieThis pale model </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107820090316325544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107820090316325544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107820090316325544' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107819050985425633</id><published>2004-03-01T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T20:29:32.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I guess this is going to be my last blog entry before i head off to Mother England tomorrow evening.  Its so funny that tomorrow is my Birthday, and ill be spending it on a fucking airplane.  Well, atleast its 8 hrs of free alcohol.  Also, it will be weird if Sam's package arrives tomorrow!  Kind of cool that she'll get it on my birthday.Today i worked all day at the TEC Center.  We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107819050985425633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107819050985425633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107819050985425633' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107802392511708890</id><published>2004-02-28T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:08:19.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have no idea why im blogging right now, but yeah, i am.  I just got a really cool birthday present from amy and bobbie, and a really nice card.  it was fun.  ANyway, today i have to say was the funnest thing ever!  I had such a good time, with fun people, some new, some old  (not like old but people i already knew).  ANyway, i think the rest of this blog should be written in my paper journal, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107802392511708890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107802392511708890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107802392511708890' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107786155226488201</id><published>2004-02-27T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T01:02:48.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, Here is the blog before spring break.....1)I would pay 200£  for sunglasses2) Jessica Simpson has to be the hottest female produced3) Besides Nicola Samuelson4) Jesse is a loser cause he listens to classical Music5) Counting Crows rock6) Where the FUCK are bobbie and AMY?7) I Love line dancing8) and going to the bathroom with people watching (among other things)9) dont ask</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107786155226488201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107786155226488201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107786155226488201' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107781975845457571</id><published>2004-02-26T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T13:25:29.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, i have some real psychos at my work.  Anyway, i feel blogging about some non-sense because i never really do that.  Im excited for tonight, hopefully Bobbie and Amy get here sometime this century.  hahah, everytime i call them they have gone like 5 feet in like 10 hours. Yeah, so tonight should be pretty cool, dinner at Megs, then some county line action, the last time before spring break.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107781975845457571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107781975845457571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107781975845457571' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107764529985325038</id><published>2004-02-24T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T15:08:27.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, This is a bit odd.  It is a Public Toilet (or Loo) that has a one way mirror!  You can sit inside, take a shit, and watch the people go by or the construction workers work.  It is actually an art exhibit in front of the Tate Britain..... Very cool, very voyeuristic.  Just imagine using the toilet while seeing peoples faces pressed up against the side trying to peep in.  Of course, they cant</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107764529985325038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107764529985325038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107764529985325038' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107750566888663665</id><published>2004-02-22T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T22:11:53.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The end of an eraSo this weekend has marked an end of an era, no, not the finale of Sex and the City, but the Finale of The Bourne Ultimatum.  I finally finished the third and finale book in the Jason Bourne series by Robert Ludlum.  the Monseigneur from Paris AKA Carlos the Jackal AKA Ilich Ramirez Sanchez is out of my life (until the next movie comes out).  I really have enjoyed these books, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107750566888663665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107750566888663665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107750566888663665' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107740372478649620</id><published>2004-02-21T17:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T17:52:42.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I guess I won't be swimming in the River Thames whilst I'm in London.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107740372478649620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107740372478649620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107740372478649620' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107725531985357988</id><published>2004-02-20T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T00:38:01.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cotton eye Joe is my friend.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107725531985357988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107725531985357988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107725531985357988' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107715539794817304</id><published>2004-02-18T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T20:52:37.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eating good in the neighborhoodWell, ryan, jesse, and i went to applebees for a nice little cheap dinner tonight. AND....we ran into the colonel, donald, et al. AGAIN&gt;  It was too much seeing them there.  we ran into them at applebees a couple weeks ago.  small world i guess.So I'm so happy to welcome holly to blogging world.  She's the latest in my link to blogs that i read.  Holly, i feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107715539794817304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107715539794817304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107715539794817304' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107703354681003993</id><published>2004-02-17T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T11:01:45.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i saw a really funny quote today.  "A friend will help you move, but a good friend will help you move a body."  This made me think, would i ever do that?  I'm not sure, i'll go down that road when it gets there (hopefully never.)  It reminded me of the Dixie Chicks song, "Good bye Earl"  and the book A Season in Purgatory by Dominic Dunne.  Anyway, that was just some randomness!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107703354681003993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107703354681003993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107703354681003993' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107699116322191068</id><published>2004-02-16T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T23:15:55.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wanna see my diggeridoo?  Haha, this is a really cool and fun to play wooden instrument from the land downunder....Please don't ask why I'm even blogging about Diggeridoos!  It's a really fun word though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107699116322191068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107699116322191068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107699116322191068' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107696245461727069</id><published>2004-02-16T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T15:22:55.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Mid-Winter's Day TripSo Amanda and I went on a trip to the sub, and along the way, we decided to stop and see a mystery person.  This is the door to his building.....We checked his office, but no one was found.....(By the way, what is this jungle blocking the entrance?)All we found was this empty chair!!!  Where could he be???????</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107696245461727069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107696245461727069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107696245461727069' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107688474347406742</id><published>2004-02-15T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T17:44:40.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nick's Publix pet peeve of the day: Parent's being mean to their kids!  I'm sorry, but nothing is worse than having to witness parents being such jerks to their children.  Yeah, i know it's easy for me to say since i don't have any, but come on.  It embarasses the kids so much.  And half of the time when i see this, the kids didn't even do anything, the parents are just welfare and like being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107688474347406742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107688474347406742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107688474347406742' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107679471223668100</id><published>2004-02-14T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T16:41:06.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very LowLevel 2 (Lustful)HighLevel 3 (Gluttonous)Very HighLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very HighLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)ExtremeLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107679471223668100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107679471223668100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107679471223668100' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107669360095779790</id><published>2004-02-13T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T12:36:29.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Click Here  to  take the Which Tec Center Employee are you? Quiz!!!! IT is good!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107669360095779790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107669360095779790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107669360095779790' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107668873832973329</id><published>2004-02-13T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T11:14:51.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is calling....How far will you go?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107668873832973329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107668873832973329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668873832973329' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107660937636245693</id><published>2004-02-12T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T13:55:18.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Ok, heres my much anticipated Georgia Blog Entry  (GBE).  Yesterday my wife Monica (see below) and I went up to  Darien GA to go to court so she could contest her speeding ticket.  We left Melbourne at 4 am and arrived in GA around 815 so we hung around the court house. Well, first we drove around to find it and take a few pictures of some of the local estates, thats one of them in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107660937636245693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107660937636245693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660937636245693' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107660926605907983</id><published>2004-02-12T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T13:10:17.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107660926605907983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107660926605907983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660926605907983' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107646846379605229</id><published>2004-02-10T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T22:03:33.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so i recieved a letter from SAM today....well, actually it was a magazine article from Travel &amp; Leisure (my favorite things) with their list of the worlds top 500 Hotels.  The funny thing is that she left out the Africa and Middle East, along with the SOPAC, so  considering those are the places i still need to visit, it was kinda weird.  Her note was funny though,The following is an excerpt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107646846379605229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107646846379605229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107646846379605229' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107644312637995918</id><published>2004-02-10T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T15:01:14.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I've had some comments lately about the content about my blog so I've gone ahead and added this rating, courtesy of MPAA.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107644312637995918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107644312637995918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107644312637995918' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107637761724836237</id><published>2004-02-09T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:49:24.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is a composition that I wrote for French Class, and the grammar is actually somewhat correct.  It's about my future plans.                                                               Visions d'avenir     Dans dix ans, je travaillerai pour le département d'état des Etats-Unis.  Je voudrais devenir diplomate ainsi je purrai vivre et travailler dans d'autres pays.  Je n'aurai pas encore </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107637761724836237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107637761724836237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107637761724836237' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107634479318709361</id><published>2004-02-09T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:42:20.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aujourd'hui, nous avons vu L'adventure D'Asterix dans la classe de francais.  It was funny, but i never have been the biggest cartoon fan.So lets talk about the demographics of the publix costomers that I had to deal with this weekend.  First of all, red sweat outfits in public are not ok. (actually, not even red, one lady had on bright red sweatpants and a burgundy sweat shirt... she wasnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107634479318709361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107634479318709361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634479318709361' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107618867234572134</id><published>2004-02-07T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T16:20:17.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does your company have any Instructional Technologist's?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107618867234572134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107618867234572134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107618867234572134' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107618852210858127</id><published>2004-02-07T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T16:17:46.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love everyones new blog,, way to go bobbie, erin, and monica!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107618852210858127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107618852210858127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107618852210858127' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107610663634432767</id><published>2004-02-06T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T17:33:25.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are just a few pictures from tuesday night.  I have a bunch more, but they are quite embarassing.....The quality sucks because they are from a cell phone camera.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107610663634432767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107610663634432767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107610663634432767' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107610617708091106</id><published>2004-02-06T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:25:17.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well,   today has been pretty productive for me.  I got a lot of crap done at work, its friday so we had the computer science seminar, and i had to do some stuff for WFIT.  anyway,  last night was sooooo fun, it was a smaller crowd than usual at county line , but fun.  Nicky, ryan strauss, brandon, and i drove down and we met Ian there.  Line dancing is the funnest thing ever, i learned about 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107610617708091106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107610617708091106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107610617708091106' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107600194895019009</id><published>2004-02-05T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T12:28:10.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just another day of fun at school and work.  Last night we (like 16 of us)  went to Carrabas to celebrate Nicky Francaise and Hollys birthday.  It was so fun, and i was a gluttonous little bastard and got sirloin marsala.  It was divine, and it was bloody which is also nice.  Sometimes i like being a carnavor.  The marsala mushroom sauce was so good i could just bath in it...(umm did i write that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107600194895019009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107600194895019009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107600194895019009' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107592009584471097</id><published>2004-02-04T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T13:43:56.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, Sam just reminded me of something......The title for what happened in my apartment last night is "Krystälnächt"   THe night of broken crystal in german!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107592009584471097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107592009584471097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107592009584471097' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107591940522440084</id><published>2004-02-04T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T13:32:25.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have to say, blogs can be a very dangerous item after the clock strikes midnight, especially depending on what the activites were that lead up to being up that late.  Anyway,  with that said....Last night was pretty fun, i went to Tapps with my usual tuesday night crew.  It was Holly and Nickys birthday so it was a little bit crazier than usual.  We definitly closed the place out,  but it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107591940522440084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107591940522440084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591940522440084' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107584153372695723</id><published>2004-02-03T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T15:54:33.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  SO right now im at work doing a bit of research.  Well, actually there are a few of us from IT doing it.  We are watching Back to the Future. It is this years theme for homecoming so we need to see what we will need to get for props for the office decorating contest.  It will be fun times im sure.  Be on the lookout for the office decorating Webcam!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107584153372695723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107584153372695723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107584153372695723' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107575190597653744</id><published>2004-02-02T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T15:16:16.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is a picture of a Baobab tree, it is pretty much a symbol of Africa.  These trees are huge, their trunks can actually reach over 25 meteres in circumference.  Another cool fact, some baobabs have specimens over 3,000 years old, they are very long lived trees!  Anyway, i first learned about these trees my junior year in high school while i was studying The Little Prince by Antoine de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107575190597653744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107575190597653744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107575190597653744' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107568793508726241</id><published>2004-02-01T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T21:14:31.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"When the moment is right, will you be ready?"--This is the funniest quote.  You might recognize it from the commercial on the superbowl. It was for one of the many sexual helper pills for old guys.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107568793508726241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107568793508726241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107568793508726241' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107568055062939058</id><published>2004-02-01T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T21:16:42.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, i just need to start out by discussing today at Publix (where working is a friggin nightmare).  I can relate all to much to Donalds blog entry today, about his wife at Walmart!  Publix was OOC (out of control). As most of you all know, I work in the Dairy Department, so it was unreal.  THe amount of sour cream that sold was crazy.  The worst part  is that it was on sale.  I think publix </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107568055062939058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107568055062939058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107568055062939058' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107560217412884670</id><published>2004-01-31T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T21:26:17.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>See what a beautiful continent Africa is(Yes, it is a continent, not a country).  Its not all about getting diseases and living in dung huts contrary to popular belief!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107560217412884670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107560217412884670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107560217412884670' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107548187671486471</id><published>2004-01-30T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T12:00:09.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whats going on everyone?  Im at work right now axiously awaiting the start of Shoaff's class.  For once in my life i have everything set up right and i even think that im going to encode live today with the mini DV camera.  So hopefully everything will go well.  On wednesday Amanda and I picked out the song we are going to use for our music video.  Its an awesome song by a spanish group.  We have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107548187671486471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107548187671486471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107548187671486471' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107521689068631869</id><published>2004-01-27T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T10:23:39.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, its been a few days since i have written a half decent blog entry so here goes!Its a pretty shitty day today in FL,  rainy, cloudy, etc.. but its nice and warm, so that is an added bonus.  Classes are going pretty well so far this semester,  i should be in MIS right now but we have a lab today and since the lab was so rediculously fucking easy, i just did it at home thus i dont have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107521689068631869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107521689068631869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107521689068631869' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107506737890221237</id><published>2004-01-25T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T16:51:45.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So lately i came up with a list of common colloquialisms that we should all strive to not say:1) You know what i mean/ you know2) I was like/ we were like/ it was like3) Whether or not4) so don't I (its not supposed to be a negative expression)5) So, ya know/ So6) (my biggest pet peeve)  N Stuff  (what stuff?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107506737890221237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107506737890221237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107506737890221237' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107487546661374644</id><published>2004-01-23T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T11:33:10.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i just read an exteremely interesting article titled "Les Américains ne sont pas si stupides"  in Paris Match. It was an interview with the lead of R.E.M, Michael Stipe.  Stipe talks abut the current administration here in the USA and about their current work.  A quote that struck me was "Il existe des gens en costume cravate qui se qualitient "expertes."  Well the thing is, this not only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107487546661374644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107487546661374644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107487546661374644' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107478434547926210</id><published>2004-01-22T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T10:14:27.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Read this post after the bottom post!Ok, i had to move to a different computer....So there was a balcony that went for the lengnth of the suite, along with two mini balconies at each end.  The whole place was made out of something that resembled marble ( I hesitate to say it was marble because we are in melbourne and that would be a strech for this town).  So, there were people still at this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107478434547926210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107478434547926210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107478434547926210' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107478335662603531</id><published>2004-01-22T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T09:57:59.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello,I know its been a terribly long time since i've last blogged.  A lot has happened in my life since monday, or whatever the fucking day was that i last wrote in this.Anyway, on tuesday, amanda and I had to go pick up a projector and a laptop that we let some peeps use for an off-campus conference at the holiday inn.  The room they were using was the penthouse so i was excited to go see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107478335662603531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107478335662603531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107478335662603531' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107447712032246697</id><published>2004-01-18T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T20:53:57.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elizabeth I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107447712032246697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107447712032246697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107447712032246697' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107446098367105529</id><published>2004-01-18T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T16:25:40.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got home from work at Publix, it was so obnoxiously busy today,, i hate it on sunday and saturday, actually, i hate it everyday i work!! haha.If you want to read a drunken webLOG entry go toTHIS BLOG  and read saturdays entry!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107446098367105529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107446098367105529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107446098367105529' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107437770110853297</id><published>2004-01-17T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T17:18:58.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy shit, im to excited for words for my spring break trip!Yeah, yesterday i was talking to ryan and i said " you should check out ticketmaster to see whos going to be in London while we are there."  Well he did, and come to find out, the counting fucking crows (our favorite band) are going to be playing in Dublin and Glasgow.  Well, a long story short, i just bought tickets for the Glasgow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107437770110853297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107437770110853297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107437770110853297' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107427471978336520</id><published>2004-01-16T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:40:33.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merde Merde Merde!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107427471978336520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107427471978336520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107427471978336520' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107427442000086397</id><published>2004-01-16T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:37:50.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A tellement aujourd'hui pour être terrible au travail. tout a semblé être cassé ainsi j'ai paniqué mais c'était toute la substance stupide. Je suis tel et idiot. J'obtiens le genre de gêné au travail cependant parfois. J'essaye d'apprendre des choses, mais personne ne semble avoir le temps. Puis, toute la soudain je suis seul pour les faire alors que tout suce. J'espère que le reste du jour va </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107427442000086397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107427442000086397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107427442000086397' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107427386926696357</id><published>2004-01-16T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:26:22.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>F-ing A.Thats what kind of day im all the sudden having.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107427386926696357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107427386926696357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107427386926696357' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107420902773914140</id><published>2004-01-15T18:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T15:49:32.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish it was summer!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107420902773914140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107420902773914140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107420902773914140' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107418716241313524</id><published>2004-01-15T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T12:21:15.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This message is dedicated to bobbie.  So today is the best day ever because i only have class till 1045 and we had buffalo chix wraps today at the SUB. Brandon, Ryan, and I ate out side.  it was breezy and cool so it was nice, not 10 million out like it usuallyy is.I love how Maine has been declared a state of emergency due to the cold.  that sucks, but its so funny.  RIght now im in the olin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107418716241313524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107418716241313524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107418716241313524' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107411439516505753</id><published>2004-01-14T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T16:08:27.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im in class right now.....its my viscom right now!!!!!! actually, yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107411439516505753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107411439516505753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107411439516505753' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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-6301765.post-107409996780811058</id><published>2004-01-14T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T12:07:59.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Starbucks makes  me feel good inside</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107409996780811058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6301765/posts/default/107409996780811058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickgo.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107409996780811058' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17474122055279385445</uri><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>
