<?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-8224101</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:54:04.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Viper's Lair</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-110273261824540721</id><published>2004-12-10T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T18:36:58.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the very thing that gets you through the day turns on you and really pisses you off. I was looking forward to getting out of the house tonight and actually doing something on a Friday night...but nope. Something "came up" and that so called person decided that they would rather hang out with someone else. To me...that's a load of shit. For once this week I actually believed that things would start looking up for me....but life has a way of throwing more shit on your plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find it funny how the people you think are your friends are also the one's that can hurt you the most. They make fun of you, lie to you, and generally just stab you in the back. Everyone I considered to be my "friend" this week has ended up stabbing me in the back in one form or another. I've been made fun of, lied to, abandoned, and also found out that apparently to someone...I wasn't even considered a boyfriend to. What the heck....seriously...what have I done to deserve half this crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't already guessed it...this week has been pretty crappy. And at one point...well we won't go there. I would just like to thank all those "wonderful" people this week that have made it hell on earth for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as before....I said a long time ago that at that point my blogging days were over...well...so I lied....but this will be my LAST one. I don't see the point in it anymore. I don't have anything good and meaningful to write so I'll just stop. Not that anyone could really care...but I thought I would share it with yall....GOOD BYE....and may I and this blog RIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-110273261824540721?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110273261824540721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=110273261824540721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110273261824540721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110273261824540721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/12/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-110252981652810663</id><published>2004-12-08T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T10:16:56.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bother Updating....</title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure why everyone wants me to update. I mean...I would update if I actually had something to talk about...but I don't. So what am I supposed to talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting pretty tired of high school and everyone in it. Like Kate says everyone is so immature and it just gets on my nerves. I mean...yes making fun of people can be fun...don't get me wrong, but I think people often take things a little to far and don't drop things. Take yesterday for example....I'm still pretty pissed at a few people. But hey...what am I supposed to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday sucked pretty badly. First of all I leave for school forgetting to fix my hair so I had an afro all day. Second some people in third period really pissed me off. Third, I didn't get to help with my friends "float" for the Christmas Parade. Fourth, my parents decided to eat dinner while I was at the parade and so I didn't get any dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I've got to say about anything...except today isn't going any better (told you so KR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-110252981652810663?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110252981652810663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=110252981652810663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110252981652810663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110252981652810663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-bother-updating.html' title='Why Bother Updating....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-110183464729361453</id><published>2004-11-30T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T09:10:47.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New T-Shirt Idea</title><content type='html'>I've come up with a new idea for a t-shirt. On the front it will say : "WBHS" then on the back it says: "Continuing The Tradition: SSDD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great shirt huh? It's going to be cool...and hey it even tells the truth so I can't get in trouble! I think I'm going to go home and make it tonight...if I get time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was about time for me to update wasn't it.....but now I really have nothing to say. Which doesn't really help. So...I guess I'll just ramble about random things. Today has been a crappy day so far. I had to go to school...not cool. The thought of me going to school today sparked the shirt idea because it really is how I feel everyday coming to this nonlearning institution. I was bored out of my mind today in Public Safety, got to use my lighter a lot in Sci (by the way...the only thing I've learned from this school was to always carry a lighter around), and Technology is going to suck today as usual. No telling what we will do in AP Lit...not that I'm really planning on doing anything in there anyway...but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now I guess....not much to say at this point. Later Yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-110183464729361453?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110183464729361453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=110183464729361453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110183464729361453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110183464729361453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-t-shirt-idea.html' title='New T-Shirt Idea'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-110117504334640954</id><published>2004-11-22T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:57:23.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm beginging to think....</title><content type='html'>that I don't have a purose in life...me being here is pointless. It seems that when I need someone to talk to....all my "friends" leave me.  Or maybe my purpose is thus....to be the loner...to be the odd man out. To be the person who can't seem to find someone when I need them most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked balls. School was boring and pointless...as usual. I get home from school and then my brother ruins dinner for us. So we have to go fast food...which normally wouldn't bother me...but I get my chicken sandwich from Arby's and about half of it is grissle...what the hell. I mean...the past two nights I haven't had a real dinner....I get half a chicken sandwich tonight...and last nights dinner consisted of me eating a bag of popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I type...I'm getting told on because my brother is a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one night I really wish I was working is the one night I can't because of the weather. Stupid rain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends abandon me, my family pisses me off, and I hate Winder with a deep burning passion. I'm glad I'm leaving for college next year...maybe I can get away from everyone I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yall wanted me to update so this is the shit you're forced to read....HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if people actually gave a crap about me I might be a little more hesitant with what I write....but who cares anymore...I sure as heck don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  The world can kiss my @$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-110117504334640954?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110117504334640954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=110117504334640954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110117504334640954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110117504334640954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-beginging-to-think.html' title='I&apos;m beginging to think....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-110092499540663721</id><published>2004-11-19T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T20:29:55.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People Change</title><content type='html'>I'm going to start blogging again I guess. I haven't got much else to do anymore...now that the movie is almost done. Besides...I had a few loyal fans that wanted me to keep blogging...and I've decided I would start up again just for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed something over the past few weeks...the people I thought I knew have changed into totally different people. One has changed into the type of person I kinda wish they were a long time ago (but I'm not complaining) and the other has changed into a person I no longer recognize. A person that seems to hate me being alive...a person that never wants to talk to me.....a person that only seems to care about one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all for change...change can be a great thing. Most of the time it is....but there are those cases where they can be horrible things. Now I guess I could be over reacting....but I really wish that one person was the same person I once thought I knew.  But I guess we can't always get what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going pretty good around here lately. The only bad parts have been school for the most part. There are a few people at much lunch table that really piss me off and ruin the rest of the day for me.  I am also reminded daily why I want out of high school soooo bad. Classes that I never learn jack in (ex. technology), teachers I can't stand, and people I hate with a passion. Enough complaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later....I have to get up early to go work again...Later Yall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-110092499540663721?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110092499540663721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=110092499540663721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110092499540663721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/110092499540663721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/11/people-change.html' title='People Change'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109969873578222005</id><published>2004-11-05T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T15:52:15.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends!?!</title><content type='html'>I'm begining to think I don't have any friends, or that I'm losing all the ones I did have. Apparently one "friend", wont speak to me anymore for some unknown reason. Prolly from an email I sent her....which I'm sorry about cause I said a few things out of anger. Another "friend" apparently doesn't want me in her life anymore....go figure. And the rest of them just seem to only want me around so they can either talk about me behind my back or make fun of me. I thought I had friends...but I guess I was wrong. But hey....not my problem anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most likely going to be the VERY last post you see me write. The people I used to post for could give a shit less about me know. I was thinking about coming back recently...then a number of events started happening and I really don't think that I should start posting again, both here and over at "News For The Masses". Sorry SF...but I just don't care anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should end this now...since nobody will read it and I have no friends to write for anyway...so good bye for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109969873578222005?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109969873578222005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109969873578222005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109969873578222005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109969873578222005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/11/friends.html' title='Friends!?!'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109927310855724763</id><published>2004-10-31T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T17:38:28.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post For A While....</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I've really got nothing to say to yall anymore. So I've come to the conclusion that I will just stop posting for a while...until something comes along that will get me in the mood to again. So for all my loyal fans (which there aren't too many of you) I want to thank you for reading this stuff and putting up with my crap from the begining. I hope that when I do start posting again you will all return. But until I come across something that makes me want to start posting again...I guess this will become a dead site. So I will catch yall later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109927310855724763?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109927310855724763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109927310855724763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109927310855724763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109927310855724763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/last-post-for-while.html' title='Last Post For A While....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109916558904099716</id><published>2004-10-30T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T12:46:29.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to talk about....</title><content type='html'>There isn't much on my mind right now. Nothing big has really happened in the past couple of days....leaving me with nothing really to talk about. But I figured I had better post something for JS...cause we know he goes insane if he has nothing to read...so here you go JS....merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Saturday.....and I should be watching the UGA game...but I'm not in the mood to. I don't know why though....its about all I've had to look forward to all week, but now that it's here I could care less. I hope we win...we are as of right this second (7 - 0) go us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I guess....not much else to say. I kinda wanna make the announcement that I am single and am searching for that someone.....let me know lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109916558904099716?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109916558904099716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109916558904099716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109916558904099716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109916558904099716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-to-talk-about.html' title='What to talk about....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109892561232823763</id><published>2004-10-27T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T18:06:52.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis better to have loved and lost....</title><content type='html'>than to have never loved at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...when things fall apart around here...they really fall apart lol. Umm...basically if you're wondering...I came home from church to find an email and a IM (instant message...for those of you who don't have AIM) that basically brought me some bad news. But it's ok...I'm good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told something the other night that...well, it stuck with me. It was this: think about all the stuff that isn't wrong in your life...and stop focusing on the few bad things that end up ruining it all. I guess that's what I need to start doing. So much in my life is going "good" (not necessarily good...but ok) and I need to focus and be thankful for those things rather than the crap. Although at this point it's hard to focus on the good things....but I guess I'm glad to be alive lol. Who knows.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the news from AIA, whenever it gets here, will be good. Who knows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....New Orleans huh? Well.....it's to late to cancel that trip...besides...I've wanted to go there for a few years now...and it could be a good experience. One that I'll look back on and smile...or laugh...or cry....or whatever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a quote that I think hits the spot..... "Love is like Heaven....but hurts like Hell." Ain't that the truth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess that's all for now kids....Later and may God bless each and everyone of you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109892561232823763?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109892561232823763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109892561232823763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109892561232823763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109892561232823763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/tis-better-to-have-loved-and-lost.html' title='Tis better to have loved and lost....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109875167856950654</id><published>2004-10-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T17:50:26.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.S.D.D. Continued....</title><content type='html'>I'm really not in the mood to write this....but since nobody wants to talk to me or anything I figure what the hell. I've got nothing better to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Day:&lt;br /&gt;You really wanna hear about my day? Yeah right....but w/e here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;I got to school today after running around trying to get ready and not be late this morning...only to find out that I had a test today that I didn't even know about....boy does that SUCK. But oh well....cause I don't care anymore. The rest of my day just dragged on and I wanted to leave (yet again). After school one of my friend's car wouldn't start...so I had to drive to the lower parking lot to jump him off. I like helping people...but that seriously has been the highlight of my day (that's freakin sad). Well I got home.....and ended up having to rotate the dang tires on my car. Which was ok...but I really didn't want to do it. Then after dinner my mom said that I needed to lay off the snacks and stuff after school if I'm trying to lose weight. Which I'm not...and it just really pissed me off cause now she is trying to force me into eating some stupid cake she made. Well I'll tell you what...she can take that cake and shove it. I'm sorry...but seriously if you're going to make fun of me cause I'm over weight....then try to get me to eat your cooking....what the hell is wrong with that picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me...I'm no where near being done venting....here comes something else that's been pissing me off a lot lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...you know who usually when you date someone comminication is key? Well if not...it is. And I don't seem to be getting a lot of comminication time from AM anymore. It really sucks. Although I'm sure a few of you that actually read my posts are prolly jumping for joy just because you really hate me or what not. It seriously seems that I only get to talk to her for like 5 min then she has to leave and do stuff then I don't get to talk to her till like the next day...if that. It really pisses me off. Cause I love talking to her and hearing about her day and all the wonderful stuff that usually brightens my day....I don't seem to get that anymore. And instead of brightening my day...it just kinda ruins it. Ya know? I guess it's not her fault so I'm not trying to blame her....but I just want to be able to talk to her. Idk...maybe I'm still just over reacting...but maybe not. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yall remember when I said that I get like one good day (maybe even a week) and then for like the next two or three they are horrible? Yeah...it's starting all over again. Last week was great...and this week is off to a horrible start. Oh well...that's my life and nobody seems to care. So I'll just stop writing now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109875167856950654?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109875167856950654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109875167856950654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109875167856950654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109875167856950654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/ssdd-continued.html' title='S.S.D.D. Continued....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109866892074028113</id><published>2004-10-24T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T18:48:40.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockin Weekend</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was pretty cool.  Let's see...Friday night I just chilled at home, but Saturday....I had to go to Atlanta to take a test at AIA...well...let's just say if they don't accept me now...they're crazy! When I got home...I chilled for about an hour before I had to go over to TJ's house to film. Which totally rocked!!! I got killed off and the whole death scene crap took like an hour and a half lol. I got fake blood poured all over me and ended up getting stabbed by a trumpet and two fake knifes complete with a slit throat....which by the way...looked really real. It was awesome. I finally got home about 11 and had to take like a 30 min shower and I still didn't get all the blood off. I ended up having to go to church this morning with blood still on my hands and stuff lol. Pretty funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm kinda sad. I haven't really gotten to talk to Ashley in a while....we're  both always so busy anymore...it sucks. I don't know....maybe I'm just over reacting or something. I just miss getting to really talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess that's pretty much it. Not much else happened this weekend...but it was pretty good. Night yall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109866892074028113?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109866892074028113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109866892074028113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109866892074028113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109866892074028113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/rockin-weekend.html' title='Rockin Weekend'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109847803096446943</id><published>2004-10-22T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T13:48:32.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Sucks...</title><content type='html'>Well...today is Friday...and I'm glad school is out for the weekend. I needed a break...and it came at a good time. The only problem...I have nothing to do now. For the most part at this point...the Internet is pretty much shot. I've got DSL...and when I say that dial up would be faster...thats sad. So I can't play games or do any of the normal stuff I do...cause it takes like 5 min. to load each page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...WBHS plays Elbert County tonight...I'm not going for 2 reasons...it's going to be c0ld as hell tonight and it's too far away. But I think we'll win. From what I've heard Elbert Co. is a pretty good team...but I think we can beat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want out of this house so bad it's not funny. If I could start my roadtrip now I would...but lack of funds and school is setting those plans on the back burner. Darn that stupid school.....and nature. Why can't it be summer already...I want out of this school...out of this county....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to respond to this really stupid AP test thingy today...it's supposed to prepare us for the AP TEST!!! But anyway yeah...it was one of the worst things I've ever had to read. It was horrible...then we had to write an essay answering a quiestion about it....HARD!!!! I think I failed...but I don't care cause most of the rest of the class prolly did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...that's pretty much the day in a nutshell (why do they say that anyway...it's kinda stupid). So I'll end this and post more later...Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThA vIpEr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109847803096446943?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109847803096446943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109847803096446943' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109847803096446943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109847803096446943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/school-sucks.html' title='School Sucks...'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109840455307764739</id><published>2004-10-21T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T17:24:55.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can See Clearly Now The Rain Is Gone....</title><content type='html'>Well...I'm still day dreaming in class lol. Nothing has really changed since the last time I told you that. I find it calms me and makes me day a heck of a lot better. I mean...what's better than being stuck in school doing crappy pointless work and day dreaming about stuff you'd rather be doing at that point....well...there's a lot better. But if you are stuck in class...thats about the best thing to do. I mean...you get to think about the people, things, and what not that make you happy..which leads to better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself having better days anymore because I day dream. Maybe my grades at the end of the semester will reflect that zoning out...but I don't care. If I'm going to be stuck at school...at least let me do what I want lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank God for this week....it's been awesome. It started out rough...then started to really get good. I've had an awesome week. And I guess it's not all from God...cause a few people have really helped me get through this week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...tomorrow is FRIDAY and then comes SATURDAY!!!! Although I have to take a test to see if AIA will let me in or not....but then I get to finish the film! Plus...UGA plays....TOTALLY FREAKING AWESOME! I'm glad...as much as I would like this week to last a little while longer (with no school of course)....all good things must come to an end...and what an end! What a way to go out with a BANG.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about done with things to say....not much has happened to me today. But I'll keep you posted on what happens this weekend...later yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109840455307764739?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109840455307764739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109840455307764739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109840455307764739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109840455307764739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-can-see-clearly-now-rain-is-gone.html' title='I Can See Clearly Now The Rain Is Gone....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109829314649961500</id><published>2004-10-20T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T10:25:46.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Period Yet Again....</title><content type='html'>Here I am in my 3rd period class yet again. Digital Media Technology....woohoo. Fun times...not really lol. It's really rather boring. I'm bored as hell as usual. I can't wait till 4th...I love being sarcastic. Hopefully we'll spend most of the day watching the 13th Warrior. Poetry sucks. This is my time for randomly venting about this crappy school. I hate it here. We don't ever really learn anything useful. I'm afraid to go to college now because I figure I'll flunk out because of lack of knowledge. Who knows...maybe I'm just over reacting...maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate WBHS. I wish I was in a school that we actually learn stuff in. I want to be.....challenged. All we ever do is relearn stuff we've heard about since elementary school. It SUCKS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored...and I've got to get some work done....just so I don't get in trouble. Later yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109829314649961500?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109829314649961500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109829314649961500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109829314649961500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109829314649961500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/3rd-period-yet-again.html' title='3rd Period Yet Again....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109822736030338996</id><published>2004-10-19T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T16:09:20.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kryptonite...</title><content type='html'>Well today was an awesome day....it just kinda lasted forever and drained me of most of my energy. Kinda ironic cause I wore my SuperMan shirt today lol. I feel like someone tied Kryptonite around my neck and didn't bother to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home stayed on the computer for all of about an hour...the was on the phone for about an hour....then fell asleep on the couch (much needed) for yet again...about an hour (there's a pattern there I guess). I was sadly woken up and forced to go get my brother from football practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...I really have nothing to say I guess. That whole Blogger's Block has been passed on to me from SF (thanks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll end this silly little post by saying....oh who am I kidding, I have nothing important to say lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109822736030338996?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109822736030338996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109822736030338996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109822736030338996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109822736030338996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/kryptonite.html' title='Kryptonite...'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109820783388790234</id><published>2004-10-19T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T10:43:53.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Space Case...</title><content type='html'>I keep catching myself every once in a while zoning out in class. It's not always that the class is boring (which they all are) but its the fact that I have more important things to do with my time. Sometimes it's hard to focus on the things I'm supposed to be doing....rather than the things that I would rather do. I catch myself thinking about stuff I'd rather be doing, or people I wish I was with and what not....everyone does it. But I'm doing it alot more lately. I'm not sure why...but I guess it's a good thing. It keeps me occupied during those long boring days at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need another break...just a three day weekend or something. I've been working pretty hard and school and think I deserve one. Maybe it will help me get focused...but I hope not. It's fun to day dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in 3rd Period right now....bells about to ring and I'm dreading going to 4th. I would seriously go home...except my teacher has already seen me and we had a short conversation before 3rd started. It sucks....but oh well. I think we are watching the rest of a movie today....NO WORK...please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....enought posting for now...gots to run. Later yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109820783388790234?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109820783388790234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109820783388790234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109820783388790234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109820783388790234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/total-space-case.html' title='Total Space Case...'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109813405174278495</id><published>2004-10-18T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T14:14:11.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"...if you're lucky to be one of a few to find someone who can  tolerate you...then I shouldn't have to tell you again to back your bags and get yourself on a plane if you need her...you should be there...go home...." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Barenaked Ladies~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's amazing how songs on one of your favorite CDs can have so much of an impact on you. I mean...that part of the song just hit me. Maybe it's just different circumstances pop up and lyrics just jump out at ya. I guess you could consider me lucky...cause I have found someone that can tolerate me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This post is just going to be pointless after that point...that was the only thing I wanted to say...unless I can find another inspirational lyric or what not...let me think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't think of any right now...the're all lost in the back of my head somewhere...I'll post again when I think of some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109813405174278495?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109813405174278495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109813405174278495' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109813405174278495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109813405174278495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/weird.html' title='Weird...'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109810082747649767</id><published>2004-10-18T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T13:24:02.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Me?</title><content type='html'>Last night at church I was thinking about how my life was going anymore. And I realized that it's going pretty good, the things that had been happening in the past were slowly getting better. But then I get home...and things start going to hell again. This always seems to be what happens to me....my life is going great but then out of nowhere I get hit and things start getting pretty bad. I'm only happy for brief moments anymore until things start falling apart...then I'm stuck in a bad mood for a long time until things get better. WHY ME!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I come home from church and I get on the internet. Ally is online...so I start talking to her. But soon she has to go and finish some homework and other such fun stuff for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting there for a while with nothing to do and nobody to talk to. Then she (Kate) gets on...So I start talking to her and asking why her day was crappy. I soon find out that she pretty much wants me dead and that she doesn't feel that she can tell me anything because she doesn't trust me. WTF!?! And let's see...what else did she say? Umm...oh yeah, the whole thing about not wanting to be friends anymore. So between that and the whole wanting me dead thing really pissed me off. But oh well....her problem....not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....Ashley signs on. And I'm like...yay, someone to brighten my day. NOPE.... She eventually says that she doesn't like the guy I've turned into...and that she wants the old one back. What have I turned into anyway? Everyone keeps saying that I've turned into something else...but what? Nobody bothers to tell me that. Except Kate...who says I'm an a$$hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must ask the question again....WHY ME!?! Why does eveything seem to be going great one moment then life goes to hell the next? I'm hardly ever happy anymore...there just isn't much in my life that makes me want to be happy anymore....stuff keeps happening and it ruins my day or mostly anymore...my week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough venting for now....more to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109810082747649767?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109810082747649767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109810082747649767' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109810082747649767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109810082747649767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/why-me.html' title='Why Me?'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109806164217488456</id><published>2004-10-17T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:14:05.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>Well...I want to get things "cleared" up (just for JS). 1) Ally is one of my really good friends from church (who decided to set up an account just so she could make comments on my blog...how nice of her!) 2) Ashley is my g/f. 3) Yes...you do need a g/f lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...well now on to other matters (maybe JS will stop asking questions for awhile lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened today. I went to church, had lunch, came home, started working on a AP report (got about 3 sent. into it and gave up), then went to church. It was really boring, but I guess you have one really good day the next one can't compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till next Saturday. We get to possibly finish the movie (who knows). But I think my week will be pretty good...knowing that I get to star in a movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of stuff to talk about...maybe I've finally reached the writers block that SF was talking about. Hopefully this week will leave much to talk about. I'm out for now yall....later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109806164217488456?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109806164217488456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109806164217488456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109806164217488456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109806164217488456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109797827088354130</id><published>2004-10-16T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T18:57:50.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood Here I Come...</title><content type='html'>Well...I missed the UGA game today...but we won (33 - 3) GO US!!! But instead, I got to have a part in a movie my friend is making. Now I can't talk about what its about...cause I think it's an awesome idea...but I will tell you that its going to kick butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My character gets stabbed with a horn(trumpet...but not) and then gets his neck sliced open...cool way to die isn't it? I'm excited...this is my first "Black Atom" movie, and hopefully not my last. I love working with these guys...they make it so fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today has been totally awesome and it'll prolly be the best thing about this weekend. I'm kinda upset about missing the UGA game....but I guess it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about my week. Well, prolly the worst part about this past week was the fact that I had to do poetry stuff in my AP Lit class. Most of us hate it...cause it sucks. Don't get me wrong....I love a good poem, but I could't write a good poem is my life depended on it. AP is really really starting to suck. It's even more boring than before...which is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess that's it for now...I'm really tired after filming all day. So I'll write more later (tomorrow possibly). Later yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109797827088354130?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109797827088354130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109797827088354130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109797827088354130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109797827088354130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/hollywood-here-i-come.html' title='Hollywood Here I Come...'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109780896316599806</id><published>2004-10-14T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T19:56:03.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Sandman....bring me a dream.....</title><content type='html'>Ok...it's a known fact that everyone dreams while they are sleeping. But the only problem is being able to remember them when you wake up. Now normally...I'm the kind of person that can't remember those dreams, but lately I've been able to recall them the next day. I know in dreams that you can do things that you normally wouldn't be able to. But I've been having weird dreams....and I wish I knew what they could mean or what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams:&lt;br /&gt;One involved me driving a manual transmission something or other....which I can't do...but the dream was pretty cool cause I was driving fast and doing "James Bond" type stunts in it.&lt;br /&gt;One involved me playing the guitar...which I can't do...but would like to.&lt;br /&gt;Another one involved me skipping classes at school and trying to cover myself by saying that I was helping my first period teacher out....fun...but don't want to have to do that in reality.&lt;br /&gt;I know there were other ones....but they have already left my mind for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also noticed that I'm getting a little bit more sleep...usually I'm a freakin insomniac. But I still always wake up tired....I HATE THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ever had one of those years where you feel like you need a massage every day? That's basically what life's been like this year. I've been through so much physically...that my neck and upper back are always in pain....so if anyone wants to make a donation to the "Rhino needs a body massage fund" please do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm going to end this now...cause my laptop keeps messing up....I'll post again tomorrow...Night Yall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&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/8224101-109780896316599806?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109780896316599806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109780896316599806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109780896316599806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109780896316599806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/mr-sandmanbring-me-dream.html' title='Mr. Sandman....bring me a dream.....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109763136646821904</id><published>2004-10-12T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T18:36:06.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticks and Stones....</title><content type='html'>The old saying "sticks and stones may break my bones...but words will never hurt me" is full of crap. Not that I'm hurt by some comments made to me earlier....but still. I guess I shouldn't be to worried about what someone else says to me...it's not like I haven't been called those names before. But I think what hurts most is the fact that a so called friend said them to me. But oh well....not my problem anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been told that I'm a very trustworthy guy...and that's one thing I look for in a member of the opposite sex...being trusting. So, in that respect...wouldn't I want to act the same way for that person? I would think so...but I guess some people think differently. Who knows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been true in relationships....but now it seems as if my efforts don't matter...cause apparently I can't be trusted.  I don't know what to think anymore....I've tried, but nobody believes me. So what's the use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to better topics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGA: We had better win on Saturday....losing to Tenn. was horrible. How can a #17 team(Tenn) beat a #3 team(UGA)....that's horrible. We should be embarrassed.....but I'm still a fan. I don't even know who it is we are playing this week...I only care about a win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my plans for my SENIOR ROADTRIP!!!! RB and I are planing on making a trip out to the good ole state of LA this summer. Hopefully everything will come out and we'll actually make it out there....we are still in the planing stages at this point...but I will def. be going out there with or without him lol. So look out LA...here comes tha Viper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THA VIPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109763136646821904?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109763136646821904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109763136646821904' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109763136646821904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109763136646821904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/sticks-and-stones.html' title='Sticks and Stones....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109761254659185043</id><published>2004-10-12T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T13:22:26.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!?!</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how someone can be called a cheater when they've been true to one person the whole relationship and as soon as they break up...the guy suddenly becomes a cheater when he finds a new g/f. How does that make any sense? But I'm not worried about it....cause that other person just needs to GROW UP. If she can't see that I loved her...and was always true....that's her dang problem...not mine. And another thing...why is it that she can move on to other "better" things.....but I can't? It's totally fair...maybe I just found someone that cares about me quicker than she did. I don't know....but I'm happy right now...and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that...I had an ok day. School as always was boring...and I wanted to skip forth and go home...but my teacher had already seen me that day...so I couldnt just leave. But I prolly would have if she hadn't already seen me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now!!! Post more tonight possibly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109761254659185043?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109761254659185043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109761254659185043' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109761254659185043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109761254659185043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/wtf.html' title='WTF!?!'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109754829686322682</id><published>2004-10-11T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T19:31:36.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory Of SuperMan.....</title><content type='html'>Well...for those of you that didn't hear....SuperMan is dead. He died this past weekend. I come to school this morning pissed off cause I didn't want to go...only to hear that the coolest super hero has died over the weekend. What else could have gone wrong....UGA lost, Falcons lost...and yet the Braves win..what the hell? Plus I had to take the SAT on Saturday along with some stupid financial aid crap(that I've mentioned in the earlier post). But to come to school(on a national holiday) and hear that my hero has died....that just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in memory of him....I would like to take the next few seconds to have a moment of silence for our fallin hero........may he rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....well other that being pissed off because of the above....I found out one of my midterm (for prolly the most important class)....what did I get!?! A freakin 58. How in the world did I manage that? So that along with SuperMan kinda ruined my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I got home things started to get better. I got to talk to two of my best friends...along with watch some James Bond movies(always a great way to make my day better) and along with some other pretty good stuff that wont be talked about at this time(sorry JS....I know how much you love news lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got an 83 on my Physical Sci. midterm...lower than I thought...but I don't care...it's a pretty good grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....I guess I don't have much else to say.....so I'll end it for now......later guys and gals!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&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/8224101-109754829686322682?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109754829686322682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109754829686322682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109754829686322682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109754829686322682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-memory-of-superman.html' title='In Memory Of SuperMan.....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109736853082864711</id><published>2004-10-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:35:30.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I spoke to soon.....</title><content type='html'>Well....for those of you that haven't heard yet, UGA just lost to Tenn. (19 - 14). What a great way to end off the crappy day I've had. Let's recap shall we....first, I'm forced out of bed at 6 am so I can get to Athens by 7:30 to take the Stupid A** Test (SAT) and Clarke Central High School. Who the heck comes up with the times to take these stupid tests? They should be castrated. Then...after the test I have to go to some stupid financial aid meeting....a total waste of my time and my parents time...but they made me go to it so I'm only worried about me here. Then I come home...way after the game has already started...only to find out that we are losing. No biggie....cause we are only trailing by 6 points. But NO.....Tenn. has to score another touch down. Those &amp;*^*%*^.  My day has gone straight downhill. Not to mention the fact that nobody wants to hang out...or even talk to me today. This is a load of BS. I can think of about one person that would actually talk to me and I have no idea where she is. Hopefully she'll get on...but I wouldn't hold my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the football game last night (WBHS vs. AHS) we killed them (21 - 0). Not a massacre like we all hoped it would be....but we beat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and to top it all off....the financial advisor person basically told me that there was no way in heck that I was going to get into AIA.....well you know what lady....F U. I'll get in if it kills someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is basically an "I'm pissed at the world" post. So bare with me. Oh like anyone cares anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THA PISSED VIPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109736853082864711?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109736853082864711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109736853082864711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109736853082864711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109736853082864711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-spoke-to-soon.html' title='I spoke to soon.....'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109719623650030439</id><published>2004-10-07T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T17:43:56.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall "Break"</title><content type='html'>This week was supposed to be Fall Break for me and the other fine students at WBHS. But has it been a break for me? NO!!! I've been doing nothing but working all week. Sat, Mon, Tues, Wed, and now today (Thursday). This hasn't been a break...but instead....HELL? Idk...maybe I'm just over reacting but I think that I've worked pretty hard at school and deserve some time off to chill around the house or go and hang out with friends. I mean...I keep having people call my house and ask if I want to do this or that with them and whoever else has been invited...but yet I can't because I have to work. I finally told my dad tonight that I wasn't helping him tomorrow. I can't....why because I don't even had this Sat. for fun. I have to take the SAT and go to some stupid Financial Aid thingy for college. I really could care less about both of those. I just want to hand out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've vented enough for tonight...but I'll prolly write more either later tonight or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those it may concern: 9th grade and JV teams played AHS tonight(our rival) and we lost....(score: 14 - 13). Tomorrow night is Varsity vs. AHS...we better win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored as heck right now and want to go do something....but will I? Prolly not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's if for now...look for more vents later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109719623650030439?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109719623650030439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109719623650030439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109719623650030439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109719623650030439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/fall-break.html' title='Fall &quot;Break&quot;'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109698878441389575</id><published>2004-10-05T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T08:06:24.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well so far...Fall Break has been a bust. Most of my friends are still at school or at work or on vacation. I'm stuck here cause my brother has to be the athletic one in the family and ruin if for all of us. We were going to go somewhere...but Stephen(my bro) has football practice everyday which sucks for the rest of us. I was relly hoping to get out of Winder for a while...but no such luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping to be able to do a few things this week....since I really did need a break from school. Sitting at home wasn't one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing I've learned from this week it's this....actually, I haven't learned anything from this week. Or maybe it's 6 dollars an hour sucks....and I should start charging a little more.  Nah...I can't do that to those old ladies...that's just mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...last night was weird. I was layin in bed, and I kept hearing these scratching noises...and at first I was like...ok...it's the stupid cat. But then I remember the cat wasn't even in my room(I had the door shut). So I turn on the light...and there is the biggest roach I've ever seen crawling around on the floor. So I go grab my wooden baseball bat...cause I hate roaches with a passion. The last place I saw it was crawling up the bed post...so I start lifting my pillows(I have to use two...don't ask) and its on the bottom one...and it scares the heck out of me and I seriously screamed like a little girl lol. Anyway....so I knocked it off the bed and on to the floor where I hit it with the bat like 3 times...just to make sure it was dead. Needless to say...I slept on the coach in my living room last night. Those things should never have been created...."God, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....so about today. I'll prolly be sitting around here all day...unless I can find someone to do something with....but that looks impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm sure I'll post more later today. So I'm out for now...later yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109698878441389575?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109698878441389575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109698878441389575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109698878441389575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109698878441389575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109690702715828145</id><published>2004-10-04T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T09:23:47.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin Rollin Rollin...Keep Those Dawgs A Rollin</title><content type='html'>Well....UGA is kicking major butt so far this season. I'm glad that LSU lost to us, cause I think that was a major boost for the teams spirit. Now if only we can keep this up...we might even see another bowl appearance...or better yet....go all the way!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is keep up the work guys....cause yall are the best team EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's about 12:16 pm right now...and I just got home from work a little while ago. I made $20....woohoo lol. It's money....but I need more of it. It's like the walls are screaming "....there must be more money..." (very horrible line from a short story we had to read in AP Lit). But it's very true. It's very hard to get to do the things you want to do in life if you don't have the cash to fork over. I mean...nothing in life is free anymore(even the toys in the cereal boxes cost like 1.99 or something and you have to send in for it). Of course there are things that you can do for little or no money...but those things aren't as much "fun" as when we have to fork over a crap load of money to do something. Take amusement parks for instance....they charge an arm and a leg to get in...then once you're in...they have you. They jack up the prices on food and drinks....which people have to pay for unless they want to pass out in the heat from lack of food and drink. It's ridiculous. Enough ranting about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...so far today has been ok. Had to work...which kinda sucked cause I had to get up early(and it's a Monday during FALL BREAK) Really not cool. But oh well. Hopefully something interesting will happen today...other wise I'm stuck at my house all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now....Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109690702715828145?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109690702715828145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109690702715828145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109690702715828145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109690702715828145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/rollin-rollin-rollinkeep-those-dawgs.html' title='Rollin Rollin Rollin...Keep Those Dawgs A Rollin'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109685843177766727</id><published>2004-10-03T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T09:13:39.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tigers Limp Away From Saturday's Game</title><content type='html'>Well...if you missed the game...sucks to be you. On Saturday October 1, the LSU Tigers thought they had a chance against UGA's Bulldawgs. Boy were they wrong. We killed them (score: 45 - 16) and watched them walk home with their tails between their legs. And for all of you LSU fans....HAHAHA(I feel I have the right to rub it in...since yall killed us 2 times last year) and AM....I told you we were going to beat yall!!!! IN YOUR FACE ;^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that was the best part about this weekend. And yeah...nothing will top that, for weeks to come. I also went over to a friends house and got to play HALO(which for yall that don' t know what that is...its a video game for xbox) with about 5 other people. Awesome. And then I went over to a friends house for a party(kinda boring....but it got me out of the house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work yesterday(Saturday...but I made sure that I was home in time for the massacre) and I also have to work tomorrow...which sucks, but I'm going to get paid...so I guess it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...that's about it for tonight guys...later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109685843177766727?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109685843177766727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109685843177766727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109685843177766727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109685843177766727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/10/tigers-limp-away-from-saturdays-game.html' title='Tigers Limp Away From Saturday&apos;s Game'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109657562985774919</id><published>2004-09-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T13:20:29.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's A Quick Little Post</title><content type='html'>IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT I WRITE/TALK ABOUT IN MY POSTS....TOUGH. THIS IS MY POST, I'LL POST WHATEVER I WANT TO. NOBODY PUTS A GUN TO YOUR HEAD AND FORCES YOU TO READ THIS. SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT I HAVE TO SAY THEN GO ELSEWHERE TO FIND YOUR FILL. I'M SORRY THAT WHAT I TALK ABOUT ISN'T WHAT YOU WANT ME TO TALK ABOUT.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THA VIPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109657562985774919?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109657562985774919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109657562985774919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109657562985774919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109657562985774919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/heres-quick-little-post.html' title='Here&apos;s A Quick Little Post'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109651420682032287</id><published>2004-09-29T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:16:46.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Boring and Meaning Less Day In The Life of Viper</title><content type='html'>So.....what shall I talk about today. How about nothing. I'm really getting tired of keeping this thing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having the worst feeling lately. I think something is wrong, but I can't tell what.....and I'm constantly sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really not in the mood to post today, but for those of you that enjoy reading this crap here you go lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;1st: watched a boring video in public safety about people in prison&lt;br /&gt;2nd: reviewed how to balance chemical equations&lt;br /&gt;3rd: finished some crap that i should have done like a month ago&lt;br /&gt;4th: read a book, and thats pretty much it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!!??!! Look how boring today was.....it sucked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness....why can't i have an exciting life or something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&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/8224101-109651420682032287?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109651420682032287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109651420682032287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109651420682032287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109651420682032287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-boring-and-meaning-less-day-in.html' title='Another Boring and Meaning Less Day In The Life of Viper'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109640548585392921</id><published>2004-09-28T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T14:17:40.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusions....Or Lack There Of</title><content type='html'>Well....I have no idea where/how I get the title of each entry...sometimes its just whatever pops into my head, others it actually has something to do with what I want to talk about. But what I find is strange, is the fact that I just randomly pick a title and then go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really have no idea what to talk about today. I found out a while back that I should be hearing something this week about my application to the Art Institute of Atlanta....but who knows. I just hope I get in. This would be an excellent opp. for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda worried about one of my friends, she told me that her mother had fallen in Wal Mart the other day and being that she is like 8 months pregnant they went to the hospital just in case. I haven't heard from her in like 3 days now....so I'm hoping her mom is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Period: we didn't do much, just reviewed a little for midterms which on Thurs and Fri of this week.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Period: we did some crap about balancing chemical equations(which since I've already had chemistry I know how to do it) so I could have slept in class today, but I didnt(although I need all the sleep I can get)&lt;br /&gt;3rd Period: spent about 30 min. in class....left to go help set up a sound board and other tech equipment...fun stuff cause I hate that class....good part is that I got Chick-fil-a today for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;4th Period: ap lit sucked as usual, had to present(and if anybody knows me....i hate presenting to the class....i get all nervous and start shaking and stuttering....not a good thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and did pretty much nothing....and that's really boring....If anything big happens later tonight I'll post more...but for now, its time for me to head out....later guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109640548585392921?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109640548585392921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109640548585392921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109640548585392921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109640548585392921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/conclusionsor-lack-there-of.html' title='Conclusions....Or Lack There Of'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109605976865961465</id><published>2004-09-24T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T19:06:18.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Eve of Something</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday and also the last day of Homecoming Week. Spirit Day!!!! Woohoo. Guess what...I didnt wear anything school spirity(if thats even a word lol). What did I wear? A blue hawiian shirt...about as far from school spirit as I could get. I'm proud of myself! I made Mrs. Crosswhite laugh today in 2nd period..she asked why I was wearing it....I told her. Today was pretty boring as usual. I didn't do anything...which kinda sucks. It's like saying that there is no point in school anymore....I never do or learn anything. What's the point of waking up early and going to do nothing. If I wanted to do nothing...I would stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm on the eve of something(title), but I'm not sure what. I'm not sure what to do anymore, where to turn, or anything. I've been in a daze lately. Not sure what I can do about all the "stuff" in my life anymore. Sometimes it's hard to go on. There isn't much that keeps me going anymore. Only maybe about two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. Why is there never anything to do on Friday nights around here except the football games? Winder sucks...never anything to do ever. Nothing happens here, nothing exciting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I think I'm going to head out for now...I might post some more later tonight...like the results of the game. Later Yall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...well I'm home from the game now...and we won!!! Barely...it was 3-0.....not cool because we could have lost. But I guess it was a tough game...not really sure cause I didnt pay much attention. Later guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper...again&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/8224101-109605976865961465?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109605976865961465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109605976865961465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109605976865961465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109605976865961465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-eve-of-something.html' title='On the Eve of Something'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109598180403841939</id><published>2004-09-23T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T16:25:16.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin At Tha Car Wash!</title><content type='html'>Well today has been pretty boring. We had to go to this PROBE Fair thingy....waste of my time considering I already know where I'm going to go to college and what I'm going to do with my life. But I guess it was ok because I missed Public Safety this morning. Which is always a good thing, cause that class is boring. Anyway, 2 second period was kind of a bust cause I had to go...we weren't gone long enough to miss that class to. I love Mrs. Crosswhite though...she's funny as crap. 3rd Period was ok because I got to listen to Maroon 5 and Modest Mouse again. Those(I think) are my two favorite bands now. 4th period sucked cause we had a huge essay to write...had to be between 500 and 600 words...for me, thats hard. But I got 526 words thank God. Not sure how I did it...but I did. When I got home I decided to wash my car...hince the name of the post!!! (I got bored and it needed to be done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to change some things around here....trying to clean my life up a bit. Got to get some stuff straightened out....but I'm not sure where to start. Trying to change my appearance, attitude, personality some. It's make over time I guess lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....Life's been pretty crazy around here. I've got so much stuff to do anymore. Whether it's at school, my house, or at church....I seem to be swamped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say to hey to all my buddies from WC, especially AM cause she is the only one that talks to me anymore...Oh well. And a shout out to all my friends here in good ole Winder. And those of you that aren't in Winder anymore for different reasons(including KR).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about done here....so look for more later on!!!! Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109598180403841939?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109598180403841939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109598180403841939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109598180403841939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109598180403841939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/workin-at-tha-car-wash.html' title='Workin At Tha Car Wash!'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109590768782481217</id><published>2004-09-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T03:53:05.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As Seen By The Matrix</title><content type='html'>Ok...let's just get this thing stated right off the bat. I'm a big Matrix freak. Those movies rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking again today about what if we really did live in the matrix. What if our live's were just the result of some equation. What if what we went through every day was just a computer program telling us what to think, feel, say, and do Sure it's possible, anything is possible. But do you really think that a computer program would screw so many of us over? I mean, think about how many people say that they had a bad day....a bunch right? Thats a lot of work for a computer program to do, but still. What if we really are trapped in a "shell" being used as a power source for machines. What if computers controlled every aspect of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could there be a "one"? Would there be anyone to stop these machines? There are to many possiblities to answer this equation. If these machines do control everything, just think about how much must be accounted for. The little details put into everything. The ridges on a dime, the twinkle of stars at night. Could a computer program really build whole galaxies? OR even the universe for that matter? I believe that the matrix is possible, but there are to many unanswered and unaccounted for variables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...back to reality, I guess I just needed to get that out of my system. Well, my day wasn't to bad. It started off horrible cause I was almost late for school....I get to school and remember that I left something at home. By the time i realize it, it's already about 8:10(school starts at 8:20). Not a good thing when i live like 3 min from my house(which isnt much, but I figured i might be late anyway)....needless to say I did way over the speed limit. But I made it to class with about a min to spare....saved by the bell I suppose. Things didn't start getting better till about 3rd period. I got to listen to Maroon 5 and Modest Mouse, both of which I love to listen to. So I was happy during 3rd. 4th period was boring as usual...but I didnt have to present my novel to the class today...which is always good cause I hate talking in front of people. I never have and probably never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home only to remember that I had to be a church by like 4:30. I have way to much work to do over there....I NEED HELP!!!! For those of you that don't know, I'm in charge of setting up pretty much everything before youth starts. Not a small job for one person. Anyway, I'll stop complaining now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend of mine and she said some pretty powerful things that I thought I would share with you. She said that the people gathered around your casket at your funeral are those people that influenced your life the most. I believe that to be very true. If you were a fly on the wall at your funeral...who do you think would be there and who would you want there. Who in your life have you had an impact on? I think that would be something cool to witness...just to see all the people that you loved, that loved you, and those that you had a major impact on. Life is to short to sit around doing nothing. Go out....make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life to the fullest...or as that country singer put it....live like you were dyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for todays post.....Later Yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. "she will be loved" ~Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109590768782481217?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109590768782481217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109590768782481217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109590768782481217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109590768782481217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/life-as-seen-by-matrix.html' title='Life As Seen By The Matrix'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109582047282332481</id><published>2004-09-21T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T19:34:32.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Punisher</title><content type='html'>I just got finished watching the Punisher...totally awesome movie in my opinion. But maybe I'm just a sucker for a movie based off of a comic book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little upset right now....a couple of people said that they would be online...but they aren't. But I guess stuff comes up right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really not in the mood for writing stuff tonight for some reason...just not feelin' it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll write more later....peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109582047282332481?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109582047282332481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109582047282332481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109582047282332481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109582047282332481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/punisher.html' title='The Punisher'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109572588259319307</id><published>2004-09-20T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T17:35:17.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week In Ryan</title><content type='html'>Whoever said college applications are hard and time consuming lied. I filled out the application for AIA(the Art Institute of Atlanta) in like 5 min. plus however long it took to write the little essay part. Not long at all. (Special thanks to KR for the big words and other corrections cause God knows I don't know any big important words lol...so thank you!) So far it's the only application I've filled out. Scary thought if I dont get in lol. I'd be screwed...mainly because there aren't many schools around here that offer courses in computer animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely sure what to talk about today. I guess I could start off with what happened to me today.&lt;br /&gt;First....I got a crap load of sleep last night but yet I still woke up tired. Whats up with that anyway...I mean, it doenst matter how much sleep you get, you always end up tired in the morning. Anyway....I get to school a little late, but in time to get to class. First period sucked cause we had a sub....that Russian sub for all of you who know who she is, is a real piece of work(to say the least). She just needs to be expatriated(or exiled to another country far away). Anyway, second period wasnt too bad, I got to make fun of this guy in there named Drake...what a loser!!! 3rd Period was boring as usual. Mr. Bouy needs to get a life....SERIOUSLY. SF can back me up on that and so can Head. Ap Lit sucked as usual too. We never do anything in there....college level class I think NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all it wasnt a bad day, got to have fun....avoided the Army Recruiter at lunch(he scares me) and came home to do absolutely nothing. But sadly...boredom sets in after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...I guess thats about it. Not much else happened today....But I can think of a few people that need to get on because I really need to talk to them. One of which was on but I was eating so I didnt get to talk....:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for today guys...More to follow later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&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/8224101-109572588259319307?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109572588259319307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109572588259319307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109572588259319307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109572588259319307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-week-in-ryan.html' title='This Week In Ryan'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109564260111892699</id><published>2004-09-19T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T13:26:57.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Needs Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;For those of you that read my last post....you know that I said I wasn't going to post anymore. I guess I lied(so sue me). Umm...I'm only doing this because a very very very good friend of mine(AM) said that I influenced her into making one. I figure heck...I guess I should prolly keep posting then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Venting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This past week has been Hell on earth. Everything that could have gone wrong pretty much did. There are only two reasons I'm still here and one of which was that friend I mentioned above. She helped me a lot and made me feel so much better. Her comments made me realize that not everything that happened this week was horrible. I was told things that really helped me to get my life back in order. She made my day a whole lot better. And I want to thank her sooo much. So...Thank You! I know that I have some pretty good friends out there...even if they are miles and miles away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've determined that I'm taking a road trip this summer. I'm heading out to Baton Rouge, La. I have a really good friend out there that I am dying to see. And I'm going to make it out there if it kills me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've also made up my mind where I'm going to college. AIA(the Art Institute of Atlanta)...why you ask, simply because they are one of the best schools for computer animation in Georgia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well I guess thats about it for now...more to follow(if time allows).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tha Viper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109564260111892699?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109564260111892699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109564260111892699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109564260111892699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109564260111892699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/everyone-needs-friends.html' title='Everyone Needs Friends'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109529515785265137</id><published>2004-09-15T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:39:17.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.S.D.D.</title><content type='html'>When I first started this stupid thing, I could have cared less about writing little journal entries everyday. I still don't care. You people want me to write in this, but WHY? There is no point in it. Its stupid and personally I think most of yall need to get lives(no offense). But seriously... I mean, who sits around all day reading other people's online journals(besides JS cause he really has no life). I'm being told that I should do this by people...WHY? Please post me why I should even continue this stupid thing. If it's a decent reason I may continue, but if not I'm going to end it with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these stupid blog things. I mean, who really sits around and reads about the crap that has happened to other people anyway. I personally could care less about what happens to other people. I mean, don't get me wrong...the stuff that happens to other people could be very important, but I don't see the point in reading about that kinda stuff. Who really wants to read about the life of someone like me anyway!?! I don't even want to read half the crap I write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And JS...I told you I wasn't going to tell you...so why ask? And everyone...whats with AP Lit? Isn't it supposed to be hard or something...I could pass that class in my sleep. I mean, its a college level class, but if it is any representation on how college is supposed to be...sign me up. I'll graduate with full honors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...since yall want me talk about crap how about this.....Today is Wed. I got up, went to school, had a boring day, went home, sat on the internet talking to one of my closest friends, went to church, came home, didnt eat dinner, got on the internet, and went to bed....see!!! Who really wants to read this CRAP!?!?! I sure as heck don't. It's sad that I could care less about the stuff that happens in my life isn't it. So why does everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some interesting information out last night. And this time it's good info. I'm not planning on telling anyone...so DON'T ASK. Only one person knows what I'm referring to...and thats all that will ever know for a while. I like teasing yall...its kinda funny cause I know JS will ask me what happened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this should be the last post for a while...So if I dont make another one....Later Yall....It's been real....real boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109529515785265137?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109529515785265137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109529515785265137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109529515785265137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109529515785265137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/ssdd.html' title='S.S.D.D.'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109487046091921995</id><published>2004-09-10T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T19:41:00.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Fall Apart</title><content type='html'>Well...today is Friday Sept. 10th....I think lol. Had an ok day at school today. Got to play the role of a defense attorney in my Public Safety class...pretty interesting. Well...tonight the Double G Doggs played Mill Creek.  We won...48 - 21. Needless to say...they need practice. The game was ok up until I got some disturbing news from a friend during half time. After that I found it hard to focus on the game. My mind was way too busy to focus on any plays that we made. Umm....just to let you know....I haven't been making any posts in like a week now because I really don't care about this thing. I only did this because a friend named JS wanted me to. But I guess I could post stuff every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...anyway, I'm busy right now trying to decide what to do about something. And I would like those of you that pray...to pray for me in this decision. That would really mean a lot considering I've been through a bunch of crap lately. And for those of you that are curious as to whats going on....don't even ask, cause I'm not going to share with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go now....and maybe I'll make another post this weekend...maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109487046091921995?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109487046091921995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109487046091921995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109487046091921995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109487046091921995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-fall-apart.html' title='Things Fall Apart'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109451092132571432</id><published>2004-09-06T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T17:30:15.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Viper's Lair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello guys! My name is Ryan Adkins and I'm 17 years old and attend WBHS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First of all...I would like to welcome you all to the Viper's Lair. I thought this title would go along with my screen name(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Viper30680@aol.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Viper30680@aol.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;). A friend of mine wanted me to start this silly little thing(I guess just for the fun of it) and I really have no idea what I'm supposed to talk about in it. Maybe after viewing a few others blogs I'll know that kinds of things to talk about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mainly I think a blog is just an online journal so I'm guessing I'm supposed to write about my day and crap like that. I'll do that to a small extent...but I would get bored reading it and I'm sure so would you. But anyway....this is about it I guess for today...look for more entries daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109451092132571432?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109451092132571432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109451092132571432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109451092132571432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109451092132571432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/vipers-lair.html' title='The Viper&apos;s Lair'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224101.post-109451772780965503</id><published>2004-09-06T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T17:42:07.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life According To Ryan</title><content type='html'>Sup guys, I figured since I had time tonight I would go ahead and set up another post. For those of you that are stupid, this was Labor Day Weekend 2004(lol). In case you care, I figured I would share with all my experiences for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: I sat at home and did nothing...fun stuff. The only good part was that I got to watch Butterfly Effect.  Not a bad movie if I do say so myself(and I do). Wasn't the best movie ever but it occupied my evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Saturday I had to go work. I made a total of 21.00 dollars(g0 me!) The best part was I was able to get home in time to watch the UGA football game against GSU(Georgia Southern University for those of you who don't know). Needless to say...UGA kicked their butt!!! GO DAWGS. The worst part of the day was hearing about LSU winning their football game(sorry Ashely...but UGA is WAY BETTER!!) Anyway...my borther spent the night with a friend so i had the entire basement to myself...it was NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Went to church...not much happened there. Spent the afternoon in South Carolina...needless to say my afternoon sucked. Got home around 5 and decided to go hang out with my friends at the mall...we went to see Without A Paddle(totally awesome movie...I give it a 10 out of 10). Didn't get home till like 1130...which was nice cause I didnt have anything else to do that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Today was spent mostly at the mall again...me and Kate(my g/f) went looking for a dress shirt and pants for my schools homecoming dance...and for those of you that don't know....I HATE SHOPPING!!!! So that wasnt very fun....but we went back to my house and watched a movie which was nice because I finally got to spend some time with her(it had been about 3 weeks since I last spent time with her). The rest of the night(so far) hasn't been very interesting...really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave another post maybe tomorrow.....(told yall it wasn't going to be very interesting to read this crap lol) Later guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tha Viper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224101-109451772780965503?l=theviperslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/feeds/109451772780965503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224101&amp;postID=109451772780965503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109451772780965503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224101/posts/default/109451772780965503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theviperslair.blogspot.com/2004/09/life-according-to-ryan.html' title='Life According To Ryan'/><author><name>Ryan Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945182523708059589</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
