<?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-6044009</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:49:36.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm cuter than you... a hell of a lot</title><subtitle type='html'>I like me, you love me, the world adores me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044009.post-108354958676234948</id><published>2004-05-02T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T19:04:07.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, kinda a quick blog.To Allie and Jen:I wanted to type this Friday night after I re-changed my plans back to what they originally were after you decided to call me to make plans then change your mind.  Not cool.  Not cool at all.  Byron called obviously, you heard.  He mentioned you two are mad at me.  Now I thought about it, and couldnt figure out why either of you two would be mad.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/108354958676234948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/108354958676234948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108354958676234948' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-108320234069042967</id><published>2004-04-28T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T18:36:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I was banging this hoe last Thursday night, when she has the nerve to look up at me and say something along the lines of "you're so great, will you date me?".  So I rared back and slapped me a hoe.  I was all like, "bitch, you know better then to speak when I'm giving you good lovings, you're here for some of your body parts, and one of them is not your vocal cords".  She was all like, "I'm so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/108320234069042967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/108320234069042967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108320234069042967' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-108165819901196609</id><published>2004-04-10T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T23:19:21.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shut up!Shut up!Shut up!SHUT YOUR STUPID MOUTHS!I'll freakin blog when I choose to blog.  DAMN STUPID DIRTY HOES..........okay, I feel better.  Hey, I got an idea.  Why dont you all complain about the fact that it goes too long in between blogs from me.  That'll make me blog quicker. Other then this blog of coarse.  I wanted to type this one.  I did!Okay, got a steady hoe.  Most of you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/108165819901196609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/108165819901196609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108165819901196609' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107948918775611083</id><published>2004-03-16T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T18:09:45.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it was a swell weekend i suppose.  Got to drink.  Got to makeout. Got to makeout some more.  Enjoyed some delicious Taco Bell.  Good Times!Alright, Friday:work. Then met Kim at B&amp;N.  She arrived late.  Stupid hoe.  Then went with her to Ruby Tuesdays to kill some time before heading into Whitlows to see Welbuilt.  I saw them several months back there at the same place, they seemed good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107948918775611083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107948918775611083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107948918775611083' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107846509892327463</id><published>2004-03-04T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T21:41:19.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are some songs lyrics to help describe the shitty week I've been having.  Kinda vague at times but oh well.Incubus-I never had unpaid confidantesIts more then I would care to explainBut I have an open door policy when it comes to blaimThe world is a joke when out of lovePlease come back to us, for all of the aboveI'm making the choice to be out of touchleave me be he saidLeave me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107846509892327463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107846509892327463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846509892327463' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107828587015709793</id><published>2004-03-02T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T19:54:08.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I went to New York.  Did you? No I dont think you did.  Well Allie did.  But besides her, none of the rest of you did.  Why you ask?  I dont know, what do I have to hold your fucking hand and tell you everything, get some initiative people.  Cant rely on me for everthing.  Dumb asses.New York was Hella fun.  I saw the empire state building.  I saw Rockafeller Center.  I saw Radio City </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107828587015709793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107828587015709793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107828587015709793' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107764451466882960</id><published>2004-02-24T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T09:44:42.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, .......I'm cool.I can honestly say that since the last time I blogged, its been a busy week.  So heres a recap of day to day for all you people.   Tuesday: I didnt work my day job because of a cancellation..  This was fairly sweet. I got to sleep in and call Kims cell leaving a mocking voice mail about it.  I found it funny, I'm sure she did to because I'm hilarious. I literally sat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107764451466882960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107764451466882960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107764451466882960' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107690631069080085</id><published>2004-02-15T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T20:59:17.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No as a matter of fact I'm not the real Slim Shady. Fuck you for asking.Yes I bleached out my hair again so that it is now blondish again.  This was done for 2 reasons.   #1- I dont have a hairstyle, so if i change my hair color from time to time, its like something new.  So therefore a new style or a style in general is not needed.   #2.- I got to do something to get all these women from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107690631069080085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107690631069080085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107690631069080085' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107595451670761553</id><published>2004-02-04T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T20:17:37.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm actually going so long between typing these things that I cant remember half the stuff I wanted to type about in the first place.  But these are for my fans anyway.  So all of you people can treasure each and every one like its the last.  I know that would be horrible for all of my fans out there.  So I'll try not to mention me, NOT, typing these too much.  This weekend was rather </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107595451670761553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107595451670761553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107595451670761553' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107542546678409857</id><published>2004-01-29T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T17:19:59.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I keep meaning to type blogs.  But it seems like I dont have the time because I'm an important man. Yes, I am.  Seriously.  Shut up, I am.  Anyway.Alright, LAST weekend.  I dont even remember most of it.  Th part i do remember wasn't that good.  So I get off of first job slightly later then usual.  So I'm rushed.  I run into the house, shower and change in about .1000 of a second.  Then I run </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107542546678409857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107542546678409857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107542546678409857' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107464594046858146</id><published>2004-01-20T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T16:51:30.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who brings all that funk you ask? I bring all the funk.  And it is good funk~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I have been rather busy lately.  Now I know that some of you people are like." Jake, busy, what could he be doing?"  And my answer to that is mind your own damn business you fucking hippies.  Bunch of punk, question asking ,good for nothing hippies.  Busy with work and such would be another answer.  My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107464594046858146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107464594046858146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107464594046858146' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107421925935683037</id><published>2004-01-15T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T18:16:12.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have not blogged in awhile.  I have not had the time/desire.  I could not really think of anything interesting to type.  Granted, anything I type is interesting and worth every bit of you people's attention.  But still, if I'm not entertainted while doing so, then I get pissy.Holidays are over.  Yep... dont know where I'm going with this...I'm getting slightly bored with life.  Not like, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107421925935683037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107421925935683037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107421925935683037' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107328673924848600</id><published>2004-01-04T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T23:12:38.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1:50amCant sleep...........maybe that's because I haven't been to bed before 3:00 o'clock in two weeks straight now.  Don't know why I laid down at midnight assuming that I'd fall right to sleep.  I 've been laying there and laying there and laying there now for almost 2 hours.  It doesn't seem like I'll ever get to sleep......too much on the mind........such as:-work and how its gonna be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107328673924848600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107328673924848600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107328673924848600' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107318781795187738</id><published>2004-01-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T19:43:56.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I'm not adorable anymore.  But hey, I was called that by a hot chick that dug me so it was a fact for about 2 weeks. Apparently it went away or something.  I dont know.  Chicks,....youre all nuts one away or another.I own the new Blink 182 album.  Given from brother Todd for Christmas.  i asked for it so it was a good gift.  I finally had to force myself to take it out of the cd player in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107318781795187738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107318781795187738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107318781795187738' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107284836840764204</id><published>2003-12-30T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T21:26:25.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holly Jolly Christmas Fuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!As all of you know, I went home for Christmas.  Got to see the fam.  Got to see the friends.  Got to see my presents and then got to open them.  I received:-cloths-nice watch-ps2 game-blink 182 cd-3 dvds-a heater core for  1992 Chevy S-10......noooooo, but man that of been sweet-gift certificate to Circuit City, in which i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107284836840764204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107284836840764204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107284836840764204' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107224926212282202</id><published>2003-12-23T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T23:01:18.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M ADORABLEITS A FACT NOW!!!Okay, in the last blog I mentioned that this previous weekend was going to be mostly work and some shopping.  Then I preceeded to mention that it seems like its kinda gonna suck.  Boy was I wrong.  Possible best weekend of 2003.  like to hear about it?, okay here it goes...This starts off on Thursday night at about 9 pm when I receive a call from Natalie who I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107224926212282202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107224926212282202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107224926212282202' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107179685782680320</id><published>2003-12-18T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T17:21:12.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright,Alright,Alright,Alright,Alright,AlrightAlright,Alright,AlrightAlright.I actually took the time to type that over and over again.  I'm just now realizing I should of just copyied and pasted it,  Oh wellI went to the movies a week back.  Saw Stuck On You.  It was bad.  It should of been alot funnier.  ALOT.  Now, as that experience was bad, not nearly as bad as the events that followed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107179685782680320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107179685782680320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107179685782680320' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107163419671313481</id><published>2003-12-16T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T20:10:10.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Real Quick Blog:HAPPY BIRTHDAY DONHAPPY BIRTHDAY DONHAPPY BIRTHDAY DONYOU'RE 24 NOWAND YOU'RE BALDING LIKE YOU'RE 40Congrats to Sarah for Grad stuff. 'm sure shes pleased.  Not nearly as pleased as shes gonna be after I take her home and.......ummmmm, nevermind.  Congrats Sarah.  I mean, "The coolest girl ever for picking me up"So a big Happy B-Day to the Donster and congrats to The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107163419671313481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107163419671313481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163419671313481' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107120342329059161</id><published>2003-12-11T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T20:44:03.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a mechanic.  Yep.Fixed a flat the other day all by myself. Yep, mechanic I am.Now if only to fix this heater core to supply me with precious heat.ohhhhhhhhhhhhh that'd be sweet.I hate my truck with almost as much passion as my unnatural hatred of the Raiders.   Fucking Raiders.  I'll teach you not to beat the loser Lions when you were the AFC champions last year.  You were winners.  Now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107120342329059161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107120342329059161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107120342329059161' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107058438617345823</id><published>2003-12-04T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T16:33:16.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny, Sad, and True:And to think that I thought it was gonna be another day at work.  I was working at a apartment complex this morning.  When I first arrived, I had to unload a ridiculous amount of materials for the job out of the work van.  Its one of my many duties, being a carrying bitch.  But I'm okay with that, the materials have to get into the job one way or another and it helps me keep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107058438617345823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107058438617345823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107058438617345823' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-107008975127062066</id><published>2003-11-28T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T23:09:20.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hellsssssssssssss ya!!!!!Okay, here we go.Got off work Tuesday night, drove over to brother Seans.  Played playsation til about 1 or 130.  Slept til 4.  Got up and left at 430.  Drove to Baltimore where it actually took us longer to park then it did o drive to Baltimore.  That place is horribly labeled with signs.  Flew to Pittsburgh.  Saw Al Snow(Head wrestler on MTV's TOUGH ENOUGH) at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107008975127062066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/107008975127062066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107008975127062066' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106970973784284047</id><published>2003-11-24T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T13:35:45.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright alright alright.  New blog.  Okay, lets start with Thursday.It being much much better then Wendsday.  I was slightly depressed but not pissed.  So i can live with that.  It was okay, not much happened.  Work, Wendys, a little taco bell in the evening, all in all, not a bad day, and a hell of alot better then the previous.  Friday,  work went well.  The work vans battery was dead we went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106970973784284047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106970973784284047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106970973784284047' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106930458208328651</id><published>2003-11-19T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T21:03:09.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you don want to read curse words stop reading soon, i'm about to vent a hell of alot of shit.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------First and for most, this is the second time I'm typing some of this shit, i accidentaly hit the fucking wrong button and it erased everything i'd been typing for the last fucking half hour.1. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106930458208328651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106930458208328651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106930458208328651' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106913028644905959</id><published>2003-11-17T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T20:38:12.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day: MondayTime: Roughly 1030 in the pm.Just watched the third disc in the TV show 24 on DVD.  I must say I am completely and totally hooked on that show.  I've only watched it on three different days.  I watched it four hours at a time.  So I'm halfway throught the show.  3,000 gold stars to Jen  for letting me borrow it.   Me and Allie shall be purchasing tickets for me, her jen, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106913028644905959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106913028644905959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106913028644905959' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106904693417793586</id><published>2003-11-16T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T21:29:00.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-Its Sunday night.  Roughly midnight.  I can't sleep.-Watched football today.  Falcons lost.-Watched four more hours of 24 Season 1,  that show is so fucking addictive and amazing.-I can't wait for Thanksgiving.-This Saturday hopefully I will get to see Matchbook Romance at the 930 club.  I love that place.  Perhaps I shall drink my own weight in alcohol.  Perhaps so shall Jen or Allie.-I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106904693417793586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106904693417793586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106904693417793586' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106859232006541762</id><published>2003-11-11T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T15:12:04.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright bitches, its Tuesday night. That means 24 is on at eight.  It shall be watched, it proved to be worth my precious time.  Probably Wendys tonight for din cause its convenient and I'm lazy.  so very lazy.  Perhaps Taco Bell, ah, taco bell, me and you go way back.  Back to the good ole days before the vomiting of blood came from eating you too much.  Those doctors said stop, and I said hells</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106859232006541762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106859232006541762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106859232006541762' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106840294543966003</id><published>2003-11-09T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T10:35:49.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, its Sunday.  Not much of a weekend.  I worked Friday night at B&amp;N til close.  Then went out with about 47 people  to a silver diner.  Food was okay.  We sat at a long table with all 61 of us in a long row.  I was seated at the end of the table next to Michael.  None of you guys really know him.  He's a anime/star wars/video game kind of guy.  The kind that's in his late 20's and still lives</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106840294543966003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106840294543966003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106840294543966003' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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-6044009.post-106815022305537578</id><published>2003-11-06T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T17:57:15.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Okay, this is my first official blog. Right off the bat I'd like to thank who ever created this blog thing for putting a spell check on it.  I suck ass at spelling.  For all of you that notice, fuck off.  I wont need reminders of missed spelled words if I choose not to take the time to run it when finished typing.   I shall type on this daily or close to it if I have the time.  Its tough </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106815022305537578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044009/posts/default/106815022305537578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakegriffin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106815022305537578' title=''/><author><name>jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00973396982764134970</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>
