<?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-6238595</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:41:46.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seanz0rz: a Sean Davidson Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>w00t</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238595.post-108046141435222104</id><published>2004-03-28T02:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T03:14:53.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, i says to mayble, i says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to put the last couple graphics for Arkon up. we've got som serious people wanting to buy our shit so we are probably gonna have to get the grand and toy iron on dealies, meaning the shirts are probably gonna be somehwere in the market of 15 bucks. sorry d00ds. but anywayz, we really want to get the shindigs out to our customers by probably the week that starts near the 4th or 5th of april, i am too lazy to look at a damn calendar. that means this week we are collecting orders and sizes and colours and crap so we can hopefully bang them all out on the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043284790386320437317.jpg"&gt;Arkon - Skull&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043282804992925562182.jpg"&gt;Arkon - Axe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043287820332576705958.jpg"&gt;Arkon - Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read it and cry yourself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-108046141435222104?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/108046141435222104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/108046141435222104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108046141435222104' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-108035050200011843</id><published>2004-03-26T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T21:02:32.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAHR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored and aint got shit to do tonight, so i figured id upload some more picutres and give y'all another update. maybe i should actually blog, but there is too much unfun shit goin' down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H'ok. me and the kemp went to th mall today, and like checked out some proices and shit. we figured where we are probably gonna get the actual shirts, but are having serious trouble with the iron on paper shiznat. so we go to wal amrt cause i had been told by a certain source that they had the paper kinda dealie we needed. so me and the kemp get there and are like "where is this blah blah" and the lady shows us. and allt hey seem to have is this like "by the yard" shit and it is like 10 bucks for a shit load of it. so we are like, hmmm its cheap, will it work? so we decide to leave that for now and go over to grand and toy and see what they got there, and they had this like 25 bucks shit that is defintely the perfect thing, but it is way mroe expensive. we also wondered if the wal mart shit would work on dark fabrics, so we just bought a little bit of it for like 4 bucks. we are probably gonan test it out or something this weekend. see how that goes down. now for more graphic updates. most of it is black and red, seeing as i like those colours, but our first little "series" of shirts is gonna be like two tone images, probably mostly on black shirts, but something may be able to get worked out. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes, and i am probably gonan whip up like a geoshitties site with all the graphic on it, sizes, proices and shit on it too. and maybe a link to an email account so we can have email orders sent there. whatever. now to the meaty graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043263461893613928215.jpg"&gt;Arkon - Skunk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043268379939793638195.jpg"&gt;Arkon - Hobo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043264039772579555841.jpg"&gt;Arkon - City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, feel free to comment, or say something funny, or flame me into the ground. or express interest in purchasing said murchadise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. complain about my spelling and ill shit down your throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-108035050200011843?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/108035050200011843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/108035050200011843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108035050200011843' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-108016790114907908</id><published>2004-03-24T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T17:48:24.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arkon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H'ok, so&lt;br /&gt;you may have heard me say that word a lot recently, seen it in my msn name, or had me talk to you about it. But that doesnt really matter now, because here's the official scoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and ryan kemper (hereafter refered to as "the Kemp") decided to start a "clothing company." it may sound super gay ass lame, but it is surprisingly fun. im basically in it for the cash, being able to be creative and seeing my work on chicks' boobs. so far we've figured out our process, made a few graphics (like 7 or so) and i also think the kemp is working on more, and working on getting some money together to get this thing in motion. we are basically gonna start out on t-shirts ironing on graphics, maybe doing someting cool like hiding a logo in an unsuspected place :D and i hope to evetually get some zip up hoddies with big graphics or like small graphics on the breast or whatever. anyayz, it should be sick, and there will be more information to follow. i guess my blog can serve as the official "www.arkon.com" and you can comment any questions or shit related to it on whatever blogs have to do with Arkon itself. oh, i forgot, i am hoping to sell the initial t shirts for like 12 bucks or so, and see how that works out. depending on what price we can get the zip-ups at, they may be somehwere in the range of like 30 bucks i dont really know right now. me and the kemp are probably gonna go pick up supplies on friday, and maybe start the initial line of shirts over the weekend. i will release more graphics every time i blog, or just ask me and ill show you some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a fucking million, here's one for the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Mar/20043249044816179764114.jpg"&gt;Arkon - The Cat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-108016790114907908?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/108016790114907908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/108016790114907908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108016790114907908' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107794562816736942</id><published>2004-02-28T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T00:26:05.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo......&lt;br /&gt;how 'bout them jets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious note. tonight was a pretty sick night. i had some serious fun, and forged memories that will soon be lost to drug abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i get home from school, and i bitch with my dad over various cleaning duties before i sit down to my good old HPPOS (or hewlett packard piece of shit). anywayz, i hop on msn to try and organize my night. jesus was it a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first we are like, yo, lest see some CRAZY movie. and a few people are in for that (me, shep, lowe, dave mirhan, tara) so then we are like, what time is a cool movie starting. and i think........o YEA it was euro trip we wanted to see. anywayz, it started at like 7:15. turns out NONE of us have car transport, and we argue back and forth seeing how we can get there. this began around like 5:30 and by like 6:40 i was &lt;br /&gt;1. wanting a smoke like MAD&lt;br /&gt;2. needing to get the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;my main hindrance was getting some clean clothes, seeing as i was doing a large load of laundry. so after that was done, and narrowly escaping my house, i hopped on the bus wit turcotte and mirhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we get to first markham eventually, where we meet up with the others, we proceed into the "asian mall" to buy me some much needed cigarettes. while in the little strip mall dealie, we came to the conclusion that the whole place smelled like a furry for legged animal thrown into a skillet (such as a ferret) we also learned that if there was such thing as a furret, it would smell like that too. but anywayz, we get out and i start smoking, chain smoking to be exact. stress fucks you up man.anywayz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go to see if we can get tickets for a movie, but by now its like 8 and we are like all "well fuck that."&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to roam the general area for quite some time. some notable occurrences throughout the night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-going to harveys, where the manager guy disappeared outside for some time, came back smelling like weed, and us discovering that he had just bunned right outside harveys. he gave us some happy heads nods confirming our suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;-turcotte walking around smoking a weed pipe he made out of materials purchased from home depot.&lt;br /&gt;-me adn shep probably smoking about a pack of smokes between us&lt;br /&gt;-looooooootttssss of "turcotte, you dick dont work" jokes&lt;br /&gt;-seeing jaimie daniels in his fucking cadillac, which is queer, cause it was probably the only on in a 4 km radius (asians arent aloud to drive them)&lt;br /&gt;-making fun of like 124345674 dozen rice rockets&lt;br /&gt;-me realizing how sweet and delicious chain smoking is *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i know you may hate me for smoking (u sons of fat german bitches) but i likes it a whole fucking lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suck it up, put on some pants, and throw you dick into the wind (or whatever genitailia you may posses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, it may be a shitty blog, but it was s fun might, and i didnt get booked for smoking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i also flicked multiple spent cigarette butts at lowe, on of which hit him square in the face. SUCKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107794562816736942?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107794562816736942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107794562816736942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107794562816736942' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107767776253226536</id><published>2004-02-24T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T22:00:22.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>h'ok&lt;br /&gt;so i havent blogged in quite some time, but i dont plan on starting now.&lt;br /&gt;but, i just got another roll of film back and thought i would post a couple of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;this was a rather shitty roll, filled with several useless pictures of me just trying to flash people in the face.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my black and white roll will turn out well, because it has all my queen street pictures in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/20042244246822123987394.jpg"&gt;the building&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/20042249130614803049762.jpg"&gt;the cube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/20042247354048376940011.jpg"&gt;the coke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.hopefully you wont crap your pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107767776253226536?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107767776253226536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107767776253226536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107767776253226536' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107610647767119619</id><published>2004-02-06T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T17:30:43.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since i am bored, and slightly less angry. however, still in a mood for vengence(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, i uploaded some more pics taken by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/2004268184104709258984.jpg"&gt;the Planter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/2004266495501475903462.jpg"&gt;the Icicle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, comment, take a piss. s'all good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107610647767119619?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107610647767119619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107610647767119619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107610647767119619' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107610321430185866</id><published>2004-02-06T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T16:35:57.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK GODAMN ASS SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are the general senttiments of this day. This has been the worst day ever, basically. And you wanna know who's fault it is?? Huh, do ya?? The one that i place 95.328% of the blame on, is none other then andrew lowe. that rat ass motherfucking narc. i just hate his fucking homo ass so damn much. and this is why.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, if you dont know, i hadnt gone to chem in about 2 classes. mainly cause i didnt wanna know my mark, or my exam mark. i had heard word that dnes was gettign pretty miffed, so i was doing my best to avoid his beaver ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after school i was hanging with melissa, shep, his midget and lowe. this was in thrid hall of course. to my surprise, adn utter fear, dnes comes walking down the hall. so i decide to escape, which went well. when i returned to the place where we were hanging out. shep tells me that dnes told him my mark. which is gay because teachers aint supposed to do that. so i was al like, that beaver-assed slut whore. then lowe goes "yea he said he was probably going to call your dad". so i was mad pissed and worried and shit. but i brushed it off and went to blue sky wit lowe ryan and adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the kicker, i hear today, from a tall and hairy source that lowe was hardcore narking on me to dnes. he was all like "do you want his home number to call him?". LIKE FUCK!!!! who the shiot says fuck ass shit like that. and the worst part is that beaver man really called my dad today. so i am so anally fucked forever, i will be grounded for the rest of the school year, and brutally yelled at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks lowe, for chipping away at the already bitter realtionsship i have with my parents and ruining the rest of my year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch your ass u fuck, i am gonan SERIOUSLY get you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;please forgive any spelling errors, i am very mad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107610321430185866?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107610321430185866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107610321430185866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107610321430185866' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107603697890729182</id><published>2004-02-05T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T22:12:01.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>H'ok, so i am not in the mood to blog, cause i am mad sad. BUT you do get to see a few of the pics i have taken with my new sick camera (a Minolta Maxxum 5 if you give the smallest little shit). Heres some links, click them up yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/2004252344887594247287.jpg"&gt;the Kyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/2004255772938605873007.jpg"&gt;the Headphone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Feb/2004254090526864647984.jpg"&gt;the Hat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some random dealies that entertain me, if they dont get you off in any way, i really dont care. I will have others up when i scan or take them. I am very lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowe is gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107603697890729182?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107603697890729182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107603697890729182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603697890729182' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107500504299138153</id><published>2004-01-24T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T23:33:27.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO SHIT! i forgot to talk about my sudden obsession with the beatles. it started with d/ling eleanor rigby cause of hearing it in english class, and it fucking exploded from there. the beatles fucking rock, i dont usually download songs man, but i am getting as many of these bad boys as possible and making mad CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best, in no particualr order (use the comments for bithcing if i missed a good one)&lt;br /&gt;-eleanor rigby&lt;br /&gt;-let it be&lt;br /&gt;-come together&lt;br /&gt;-i am the walrus&lt;br /&gt;-yellow submarine&lt;br /&gt;-revolution&lt;br /&gt;-day tripper&lt;br /&gt;-mrs robbinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck there is just too many to mention. o WELL. rock on beatles style kiddies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107500504299138153?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107500504299138153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107500504299138153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107500504299138153' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107500356960141190</id><published>2004-01-24T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T23:12:44.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four score and seven years ago, there was a blog. It was my blog, and boy has it been a fuckign ass shitnose load of ass fucking time since i have blogged. Hey, u wanna know why i am blogging now?? do ya?? cause of andy. again. but anywayz, now onto the main event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is basically talking about the events of last night, jan 23rd. It was the best and worst of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had two exams on the date in question, on in the first block and one in the second block. so the first was anthropology, it was pretty easy i guess, hopefully it will bring up my 4% in that calss. how i got a 4% is a whole other story, so dont ask. then i had chemistry, for those of u who dont know, i havent dopne a fucking thing, nor have i listened for more then 5 minutes at a time in that class. its all sleep and talkignt o brooke. so after psending 45 minutes failing that bad boy, i took a well needed nap. funny how i still manage to sleep after sleep is indirectly what caused me to fail the exam. but o well. after that i went to brendan smiths house. he makes me laugh. some notable events of this trip include.&lt;br /&gt;-chris dodds melting a spatulla makeing perogies(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;-me finding out parogyies suck (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;-watching half baked (recommended)&lt;br /&gt;-other shit i dont care to put effort into remebering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this was over i trekked back to school, to find something to do after school. when i got there the place was a fucking desert. like shit, there wasnt a soul in sight. so i mooched a cell of mark in grade 12 and called captain whisky, andy dandy, or as you non educated people know him, andy chalmers dewar. turns out he had maclean, gokdag and kaelan in his possesion at a place by his house. so i met up with them at andy house and we chilled there for some time. then we decided to go to bluesky to have a go at some CS, why not. after a very painful cramming of 5 poeple into a 4 person civic, we got there and had our fill of fun playing CS. me and andy rox0r5 (props). then we went to mike loneys, which i expected to be rather dry and boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, there was a shining light. in the form of lowe equipped with a van and a full tank of gas. i was up like a bolt and out the door and into his van, along with me came josh andy and chris altun. we ahd a pretty sick time, we went by mcdickis and got me some ice cream, a quick but uneventfull trip to try and get my chick toy to come out with us, which failed. then the best aprt happened. we went and purchased some ammunition. this was in the form of a pack of eggs. i think there was 8 of them. this meant two shots each. this is how it went down&lt;br /&gt;egg 1 the drunk guy. we smoked some random drunk guy walking down wooten way, it was soooooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;egg 2 will remain anonymous(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;egg3 random car at someones house&lt;br /&gt;egg 4 parked car rapage&lt;br /&gt;egg 5 went no where cause altun cant throw shit&lt;br /&gt;egg 6 and 7 dual rapage of a car&lt;br /&gt;egg 8 the largest car rape i have ever seen, props josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it got gay. lowe was like "yo guys lets go back to mike's" i am like "wtf mate, we still have like 2 hours" and then he goes on about how he has to not drive people around and shit and it got really gay. liek what is the point in getting a car if u cant fucking use it. lwoes parents are rather gay and so is he at sime times, but we had fun so i will let it slide. when we got back to mikes against my will, we chillied for a while and went home tired. so it was a long day, but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock on dawgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like i never smoked in the first place :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107500356960141190?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107500356960141190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107500356960141190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107500356960141190' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107300978114812298</id><published>2004-01-01T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T21:16:39.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remeber kids, there is no sex in the champaigne room. but in yin xias case, there is no drinking in any room in her house :D.  such was the story of my new years. i had expected to bring my micky of peach shnappes to her house, get drunk, and have some fun. But noooooooo, there is NO drinking in and or near yin xias. this was quite the dissapointing thing to hear when i arrived at her house that faithfull night. so for the first while i went around randomly doing various party thing, meeting who the was there, etc. then by the time most everyone arrives, the banister has been broken by andy and his little fuck buddy allison, and there have been mad fights in the room with the strobe light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, it go fun. Lang says that he wants to go back to his house to make/get food for everyone. i see this as my chance to drink my micky and bring lowe along. adam and ryan were going to come, but chickened out(buggers). i was sure they wouls oon regret it. you see, i had discovered that lang's parents were at some random dinner thing and had left there old lumina at home. once we arrived at alngs, we grabbed the keys and lowe drive us back to yin-xias. once people were done oogling our sweet ride (hahah, '91 fucking lumina) we grabbed chris and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one more thing, at about 10 i was supposed to trek out to my girlfriends house and spend the rest of the night there. seeing as it was about 10:30 i decided to get lowe to bring us all there. once i arrived i was greated by some crazy person with bright red ahir and a nose ring, she told me to come around back because i was about to be hassled by many a drunk person. so i walk in, go dowstairs and there she is. i didnt really think i would care that much about being there but SHIT, she (melissa) was looking extra hot. (thats right ryan you missed the hotness) anywayz afyer that quick but satisfying visit i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowe drove us back to langs house were i had the second best time of the night. i got to fucking drive the van. seeing as i am just 16, and have no license, it was a pretty good time. but i soon realised that i am never going to buy a fucking van. they pickup sooooooooooooooooo slowly. i had if floored and i was dissapointed, after running over a curb (the lazy way to paralell park). i exited the vehicle and returned to tin-xias. the rest of the night was reasoably boring. me and ryan and adam attempted to have some of my micky, but that was ahrshed by graeme(bugger) squealing on us. he will die for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sit here now, watching pulp fiction at loneys, and writing the new years eve blog.  i hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as i did when i was actualy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and a half without smoking. way easier then expected (w00t)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107300978114812298?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107300978114812298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107300978114812298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107300978114812298' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107284783824132173</id><published>2003-12-31T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T00:17:35.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO &lt;a href="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312303692557064591109.jpg"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; DONT ASK QUESTIONS, JUST DO IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107284783824132173?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107284783824132173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107284783824132173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107284783824132173' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107276354767319263</id><published>2003-12-30T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T01:00:09.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so, i have been forced into bloggin by the dewarster, whatever. So today was THE day that i was supposed to get my G1 (to keep up with kuldip). so i was up at like 2:30, and go and find where i wanna go. i choosed the morningside location because it was closer. after checking how much this bad boy was gonna cost me, i asked my dad for a drive. so we leave the house book and all (the driving book fo course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at about fincham and 16th (4 minutes from my house), when my dad asks "so, have you read the book yet?" And i am all "well, i read half, and i am gonna read the next half now." My dad pulls over and goes, i am not taking you down there without you reading, and knowing that book. so we drive home, with me very bittered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i probably could have passed the bloody thing with my friggin common sense, but NOOOOO i have to know the book. it is only like 10 bucks to re-take it, who cares. lousy buggers. so we get home and i decide i want to do something with my day. then the lowe talks to me on msn, he wants to go to the mall, so do i. we hook up the times and i go to get ready. then lowes calls me up and says he cant come (mega bugger) so now i am more soured, and then the cool one, ryan calls me. he wants to go to. so that one actually works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we enter the mall we got see andy at work, he is like "i am going to macleans" so i got sour, then he kept wanting me and ryan to elave jates garden, which was pretty gay. but we brought him to the mall anywayz (we used to be like this |  |, now we are like this |                                             |) anywayz i bought some CDs with my super gift certs. the new hatebreed (pretty pro) and a &lt;br /&gt;boy sets fire cd [ &lt;--- check them out ] so then we deicde to go to chris' house and play some poker. while there i smoke ryan at halo (AGAIN) and lose about 10 bucks before i go home. so basically i can figure that i have lost approx. 40 bucks in poker over the last few days (huge ASS bugger). but i am sure i can survive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea, and while at the mall i chekced out some cameras and i found a pretty sick one for 500, so that is my next big spending goal. w00t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go andy, read it and weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a week not smoking, easy as pie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107276354767319263?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107276354767319263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107276354767319263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107276354767319263' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107231475697165914</id><published>2003-12-24T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T20:15:20.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah, christmas eve day. they day that everyone dispises with all their heart and soul. why cant it just be christmas already, you think. but anywayz. i worked today, it was pretty good. we did just about nothing but eat and do nothing, what a joke. unfortunately while closing, i managed to dump a fuckin tray of fish on myself, so boy did i stank. then after work my whole friggin family came to pick me up and take me to my birthday dinner (this i was not informed of before hand). so i get in the car, and i automatically say, we gotta go home first. my mom asks why, at which point my brother screams EEEWWWW and covers his nose. a few seconds later it hit the rest of my family too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we are racing down the streets trying to get me home and into some none soiled fish stenched clothes. once we arrive, i hop out the vehicle and into the house. yadda yadda we are back in the car and on the way to jack astors, one of my favourite eateries (try the cream soda!). once we get there i go to pull on the door, and the fucking thing is locked, turns out that they close at 4 o'clock. like WHAT THE HELL, so my night is essesntialy ruined. so we stop at mcdonalds where i get to talk to some of my old buds, that was pretty good. upon venturing home i thought to myself, why cant it just be christmas already. then i wrote this masterpiece of a blog. happy happy, i cant wait till tomorow, and boxing day. i get to go boarding for the first time this season with the kempster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day without smoking - all is going well (w00t)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107231475697165914?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107231475697165914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107231475697165914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107231475697165914' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107215436920956962</id><published>2003-12-22T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T23:39:44.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;that's right folks, you heard it from the horse's mouth. I, sean andrew davidson am quitting smoking. It really hit me when i found out that i couldn't stay at a buddy's house because his mom knew i smoked. like what the hell, that makes me very mad. plus when i get my lip ring (pwnz0rz) by then end of the break, smoking can make it infected. infections are bad. almost as bad as the cancer you get. so basically smoking not only hurts your damn body but it majorly brutalises your social life. someday i will rectify the damage done to my buggered social life, and oh will that be a glorious day. so until then, wish me luck and buy me things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauren is a pet rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107215436920956962?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107215436920956962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107215436920956962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107215436920956962' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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-6238595.post-107214386606853240</id><published>2003-12-22T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T20:48:10.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, since the me andy and lowe's blog failed, i whipped up my own, it will obviously massacre theirs in coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywayz, today was a day like any other. accpet it wasn't, you see, today was the first real day of christmas break. i got up at like 12 and went on MSN trying to find some unlikely tool to come wiht me to the mall to finish my bloody christmas shopping (bugger). after trying many times to convince lowe, he sayed he would wait till he got insurance later that day and then i would call him. and since andy is like all not cool of late, he said no. he is ghetto. so i then conscripted my little grade nine friends (one of which is very hot and you all know it). i then proceeded to walk to the bus stop by wooten and church street. having a few smokes on the way. but dont smoke, or i will kill you. anywayz, i got on the bus with my newly accquired companions (the wee ones as they will be refered to from now on) and headed to the mall. once i got there i proceeded to buy many a thing and wonder aimlessly till about 530. this is when i found out that melissa's (one of the wee ones) uncle was out to smash my brains in because he seemed to know that i was the one she liked. anywayz i ended up survivng a drive home with him. so once i got home i had a very bad meal of stak and potatoes, because i had a lot of shit to eat at the mall. after that i said i needed to run some crap over to a friend (an obvious cover) and they denied me the right to do so. they said this because they were leaving very soon. after they had left however, i snuck my ass out and travelled to the wee one's house (melissa). after that quick visit i travelled home, while en route i realised that i had dropped my smokes mid trip, i then searched every inch of ground between me and my home, i eventually found them, and celebrated by slowly killing my self. after i returned home, i began writing this bad boy right here. so be happy because it is christmas. but dont smoke. and it is my birthday tomorow, hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed this mindless rant of a blog, and expect many more in the future, hopefully they will be more thought out, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lowe never got his insurance (double bugger)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6238595-107214386606853240?l=seanz0rz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107214386606853240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6238595/posts/default/107214386606853240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanz0rz.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107214386606853240' title=''/><author><name>sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17591829494316271916</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>
