<?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-8352725451760720144</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:26:59.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know.  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So, King of Prussia is really big.  I don't know if she would want me using her name online, but yes, it was a very, very fun day, and I never get to hang out with people, so it was really cool.  Hopefully I do it a lot more.  Did I mention that King Of Prussia is really big?  We spent a really really long time trying to find each other.  lol.  I want to say more, but my brain is fried because I'm so tired, so I can't think.  rrrrrrrrrrr.  Okay.  Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352725451760720144-7663295914463204558?l=eaglescout414.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/feeds/7663295914463204558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-actually-got-to-hang-out-with-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/7663295914463204558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/7663295914463204558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-actually-got-to-hang-out-with-someone.html' title='I actually got to hang out with someone again'/><author><name>Eaglescout414</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06966066713186609758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vxNNNCjE6I/SUiHnyD11sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mu0VdMnE0h0/S220/Photo+795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352725451760720144.post-4263616202934117968</id><published>2009-01-13T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:41:12.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very fun day</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I don't really get out and hang out with friends, so when I got to hang out with one of my friends, who I haven't seen in a couple years, it was really cool.  He picked me up, and we did some errands first.  I had to pick up a prescription.  I'm not on ADD medicine...voluntarily.  I have major focus problems and lack the concentration.  Then, he had to go to the bank, so we went to the bank.  Then, we went to the Scout Shop (the place I got laid off from), and both full time workers, who I worked with were there, so it was a little awkward, but he had to buy some merit badge pamphlets, because he's the aquatics director at Tuchahoe (boo, Tuckahoe.  Yea, Hidden Valley, which is where I met him, because that's where we used to work together.)  I bought the new shirt that they came out with, but I forgot to buy the epelets.  I bought my eagle knot, my arrow of light knot, and my religious award knot, the world crest, and the Keystone Patch.  All together, it was like 46 dollars and some odd cents.  It sucked, and my mom isn't going to reimburse me the money, which I thought she was going to.  Then we went in to the Council Service Center, and out of the shop, which is owned by National (Yes, I worked for Corporate, so I got to wear the gold epelets), and we looked up our history and if we are registered to our units.  Both of ours go back as far as 1998, although, mine should start at 1995, and Rob's should start at 1987.  I am apparently not registered to my Boy Scout Troop 190, but I am registered with the Venture Crew 2190.  The past few years, I was registered with Crew 110, who I don't even know who they are.  Maybe the ?OA?  I don't know.  But then, we went to the Wal-mart in Carlisle, and he had to call the Visa company, and I had to buy a couple things.  Then we went swimming at the Y.  I got SUCH a good work, especially on my body.  Then we went in the Sauna, and then the steam room, both were only brief.  And then, I was still a little uncomfortable with myself showering in the nude, so I had my swimming trunks on...at first.  Then we went to Wendy's because we were going to meet someone there, but we never did.  I ordered a number 3 with a baked potato instead of fries and a Hi C because I gave up soda for the year.  Rob, then had to buy a few packages of soda, so we went back to Wal-mart.  Then we bought tickets to see bedtime stories.  Then we went to the N. Hanover Bar or Tavern, or whatever it is called.  There were 9 people.  Rob and I got there first.  He sat on the end of one of the sides, while I sat on the actual "end" of the opposite side.  Then 4 guys and 3 girls came in.  The guys filled in nicely, but I could tell the girls wanted to sit next to each other, so I moved over to the one side, so one can be at the end, and the other two were on one side of the table next to her.  I was next to and across from them.  lol.  Rob, 2 of the males, and I had to leave early, but paid money for the meal.  We missed the first couple minutes of the movie.  Throughout the movie, we were the only four in the Theatre, so I would clap, cry, laugh really hard.  I even sang, "Don't Stop Believin'" by "Journey."  We had so much fun.  There are a few things that we probably could have gotten arrested for.  I was in the front seat, and I stuck my head out of the sun roof.  I also waved to the people behind us from the sun roof, and we all kept yelling penis, scrotum, vagina, etc... except for Rob.  That was the most immature I've acted in a long time, and it felt great because I don't get out much, and it was fun.  So, if you want to experience someone drunk, but not even drinking anything, then hang out with me.  J/K.  I'm not always like that...I don't think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352725451760720144-4263616202934117968?l=eaglescout414.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/feeds/4263616202934117968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-fun-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/4263616202934117968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/4263616202934117968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-fun-day.html' title='A very fun day'/><author><name>Eaglescout414</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06966066713186609758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vxNNNCjE6I/SUiHnyD11sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mu0VdMnE0h0/S220/Photo+795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352725451760720144.post-4090539157064010051</id><published>2008-12-19T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:17:28.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Martin</title><content type='html'>Today was a fairly lame day.  I woke up and went to the grocery store for my mom because she got surgery.  I also played Patriots monopoly with my twin brother, Eric.  I resigned because it was getting boring.  Now I'm watching Prison Break, so I'm talking in simple sentences and keeping this short.  lol.  Okay.  'Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352725451760720144-4090539157064010051?l=eaglescout414.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/feeds/4090539157064010051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2008/12/daily-martin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/4090539157064010051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/4090539157064010051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2008/12/daily-martin.html' title='The Daily Martin'/><author><name>Eaglescout414</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06966066713186609758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vxNNNCjE6I/SUiHnyD11sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mu0VdMnE0h0/S220/Photo+795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352725451760720144.post-1595690327326551877</id><published>2008-12-16T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:56:53.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiya</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've never done a blog before.  Never.  So, umm...yeah.  Hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352725451760720144-1595690327326551877?l=eaglescout414.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/feeds/1595690327326551877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2008/12/hiya.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/1595690327326551877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352725451760720144/posts/default/1595690327326551877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eaglescout414.blogspot.com/2008/12/hiya.html' title='hiya'/><author><name>Eaglescout414</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06966066713186609758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vxNNNCjE6I/SUiHnyD11sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mu0VdMnE0h0/S220/Photo+795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
