<?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-5510325</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:02:38.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Titles Are So Not Indie....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cody</name><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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-107443825253301779</id><published>2004-01-18T09:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T09:05:36.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes-"Fevers and Mirrors"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm furious with Conor Oberst right now.  He broke up Desaparecidos.  He killed them.  They're gone.  Apparently they were having a practice and he quit.  Damnitt.  Desaparecidos was great.  One of the few harder bands  that I really really liked, and now they're gone.  New Bright Eyes album in May.  Damnitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm driving in 22 days.  I think we're going to go car hunting in Lubbock next weekend.  That would be cool.  I'm kind of ready to have my car by now.  Mmmmm...driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the Andrews UIL tournament.  You know what we need at those?  DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION!! Oh my god, that would be the shit.  We would have 10000 times more people.  Speaking of which, yesterday I met the person I'm going to marry.  She's about 4 feet tall.  Her name is Angel, she is an exchange student from Hong Kong that goes to Coronado.  She was doing math (stereotype alert!!!).  Mm.. Asians are so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So it's true, the trick is complete.  You've become everything you said you never would be.  You're a fool."  You know who you are ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-107443825253301779?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107443825253301779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107443825253301779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107443825253301779' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-107361391090197662</id><published>2004-01-08T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T20:06:25.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Azure Ray-"Hold On Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.  I haven't updated in a long time, so I decided that I would.  Not a whole lot has been happening.  It's thirty-three days until Cody starts driving.  I have a debate meet on Saturday and I'm not even close to being ready for it.  Tomorrow's going to be a loooong day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and looked at a Honda Accord today.  It has a super nice sound system, but it's a 1995.  A little old.  I really liked it until I noted it's got quite a few dents and a little paint missing in the front.  Eh...not cool.  Oh well.  I still have 33 days of searching fun to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven't heard, Mr. Franco abandoned us.  He left and went back to the oilfield over Christmas break.  We now have Mrs. Franco as a teacher.  It sucks.  She's a lot harder than he is, and I don't like it.  I basically slept 1.5 years in his class, and now I'm expected to know some Spanish.  That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming Television Perfomances:&lt;br /&gt;     January 12th on NBC at 1:30 AM on Last Call with Carson Daily-Le Tigre&lt;br /&gt;     January 19th on NBC at ???? PM on the Late Late show with Craig Kilbourne-Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-107361391090197662?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107361391090197662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107361391090197662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107361391090197662' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-107318333199418238</id><published>2004-01-03T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T20:30:01.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Violent Femmes-Self Titled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break went by fast.  I got a new monitor and a portable cd player, among other things.  Austin was alright.  I didn't do much, but I wasn't home and that's always a plus.  By the way, it's five weeks from today that I get my license.  The great car hunt began today.  Looking for a car is hard though.  A bit silly too.  Oh well, I've alloted myself ample time to get about doing it.  What else is news...My monitor owns you.  I suppose that's it.  IM me and tell me how you feel about my new skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-107318333199418238?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107318333199418238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107318333199418238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107318333199418238' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-107221935091785044</id><published>2003-12-23T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T16:56:14.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Hot Hot Heat-"Makeup the Breakdown"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Austin tomorrow morning.  It's going to rock some ass.  Uhh...Yeah.  I really can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is, and I know it, somehow or another my dad is going to work out me hunting during this trip.  Can't he get it?  I don't like hunting!  In fact, I fucking hate hunting!! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-107221935091785044?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107221935091785044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107221935091785044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107221935091785044' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-107187891240204233</id><published>2003-12-19T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T18:09:27.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Rapture-"Echoes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated in SO long.  It feels almost weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is upon us, and we are out for school.  THANK GOD.  I left today thinking "I'm not going to be here for 20-something days." Wow..it feels nice.  I'm so sick of debating it hurts.  Everytime I pick up a pen to write a case or something, I want to vomit.  I hate it.  I want to start focusing on OO (original oratory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Conor Oberst.  He put off releasing the new Desa album, the Desa tour, the Bright Eyes album isn't due out until 05.  He's a lazy vegan skinnyass.  I still adore his music, but fuck him.  Oh yeah, Azure Ray is on abercrombie.com if you haven't heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutral Milk Hotel is better than Andrews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my beautiful hair off.  It's so short now.  I miss it, but I don't.  I don't know..it's much easier this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Nancy Reagan.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-107187891240204233?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107187891240204233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107187891240204233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107187891240204233' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-107023746205976901</id><published>2003-11-30T18:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T18:11:38.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Mountain Goats-"All Hail West Texas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh::.  That describes it all.  This Thanksgiving weekend was the most amazing time of my life, and now I'm stuck back in asshole.  I left on Tuesday night and spent the night at our deer hunting place.  I got up the next morning and went deer hunting.  This was the ONLY BAD PART OF THE WHOLE TRIP.  At about 1 that day, my cousin (and the coolest person I know) showed up and got me the fuck out of there.  It was all good from that.  We got to Liberty Hill (small town near Austin) and he, my grandparents, and I went to eat at some mexican food place.  It wasn't that great, but that didn't matter.  The next day was Thanksgiving.  We ate, which wasn't bad, and then me and my cousin went to Wal-Mart.  This somehow turned into a three hour drive around Austin, ending with us in Priscilla's apartment.  Hm...next day, we went thrift store shopping.  It was great because there is a Goodwill on every corner in Austin.  Then we met up with Prissy and some friends at the maul.  Eh...we went to Waterloo though.  I got a few cds.  Saturday--we got up semi-early and went to see my uncle who is in prison.  He was doing fine.  Then, we got home showered and went the the Azure Ray concert.  My ass-hat cousin :) thought that it started at 8:00, but it didn't start untill 10:30.  Eh...we just went in and waited.  Azure Ray was....the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.  I was 4 inches from Orenda *swoon* the whole time.  It was really amazing.  I made her laugh a few times.  I seriously couldnt have imagined it being as good as it was.  Then it got better.  I MET THEM! Well, Maria anyway.  I got some pics and various things.  It made me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back home at shithole, doing nothing.  Writing in this thing.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-My cousin's mom's boyfriend knows the owner of Emo's, so we were on the guestlist.  Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-107023746205976901?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107023746205976901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/107023746205976901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107023746205976901' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106962434724813184</id><published>2003-11-23T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T15:52:55.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Listening To] Online Radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm painting my room right now.  If you ever decide that you want to, shoot yourself.  Or go outside and cut your hands off.  You'll save yourself lots of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106962434724813184?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106962434724813184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106962434724813184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106962434724813184' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106896605406232897</id><published>2003-11-16T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T01:01:15.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Iron and Wine-"The Creek Drank the Cradle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks until Azure Ray goodness.&lt;br /&gt;2 months 25 days until driving goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh..band tonight.  The football team got its ass kicked (40-18), so I'm out of marching band.  God damn I can't wait until I'm home on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my room the other day and ended up throwing away 4 trashbags full of shit and giving 2 trashbags full of charity.  Just to let you know, this kick starts my redecorating my room.  I think that me and my mom are going to Sears tomorrow to get paint.  Umm...I'm finally going to be out of this horrid green color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate on Saturday...I didn't break, but in preliminaries I went 2-1.  Not bad for my second tournament, and first to go championship.  I wasn't dissapointed.  Speaking of that day, Spencer Brown went.  It was the dumbest thing I have ever been involved in.  That kid is so tied up in money...here are some fun ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you're Ashley, right?  Guess what, I'm going to New York over Thanksgiving."&lt;br /&gt;"I think Lloyd [Eisenrich] makes about as much as my dad makes.  300-350 a year."&lt;br /&gt;"We went school-clothes shopping in Dilliards, and within 20 minutes my mom spent 1700 dollars.  We went back the next day and got more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just made fun of him the whole day.  The end, and highlight of my day, was at the end when everyone was discussing religion.  I said that the Bible should be open for interpretation, but he disagreed.  "So then when the Bible says that it is just as hard for a rich person to get into Heaven as it is for a camel to get through the eye of a needle, it should be taken for what it is?" I said.  "Yeah, I completely believe that.  Most rich people are so wrapped up in money..." he responded.  "Yeah, I've noticed" I said.  Then, he went off on me.  He started yelling about what a devout christian he is, and how he wasn't going to take my rudeness anymore.  I think he thought he was my dad, because he kept saying "Do you understand me?"  And then he started talking about (and I quote) "Pulling me into a parking lot and kicking my butt."  It was great.  Ben Powell laughed so hard, he turned pink.  Black people laughing so hard that they turn pink is just funny.  So anyway, yeah, I laughed and he stormed off.  It was luscious.  I think Moose was a little upset though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ryan Marcum tonight, and you probably didn't. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Spencer also thinks that dolphins are ten times smarter than human beings, and that they are the smartest things on Earth.  What an ass.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106896605406232897?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106896605406232897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106896605406232897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106896605406232897' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106841491095552196</id><published>2003-11-09T15:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T15:55:08.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bjork-"Greatest Hits"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks and 6 days until Azure Ray goodness.&lt;br /&gt;3 months and 1 day until driving goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Bjork a lot.  I think I like her Greatest Hits more than Vespertine.  I really need to get Homogenic though.  I can't, because I'm saving my money for thanksgiving when I see Azure Ray, which is actually going to be better than you living.  Mmm...Maria Taylor and Orenda Fink doing a show...with me their.  It's bliss...just bliss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm...Listen to the band Jet.  They're the band in that rockin' Ipod commercial.  It's good stuff, with a really really lame name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Strokes new album "Room On Fire" isn't as good as "Is This It?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...if your name is Helen Keller, don't get caught wearing tacky boots.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106841491095552196?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106841491095552196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106841491095552196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106841491095552196' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106791928453421110</id><published>2003-11-03T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T22:14:43.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bjork-"Vespertine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGZ!!!!!  It finally came through!  Azure Ray over Thanksgiving.  I'm going to Austin the day we get out of school.  I'm sooo happy.  I love Azure Ray SO much.  And what's even better, is that I'm going with the coolest cousin anyone could ever have, Matthew.  Wow...Thanksgiving is going to rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm..what else is news?  Oh.  Final Fantasy Tactics Advance is better than college.  Staring at a small screen for 4 hours and fifteen minutes?  I think so.  Speaking of which, I ordered a new screen for my GBA today.  The funny thing is, the shipping was more than the screen (screen was 4, shipping was 5).  It's a little silly, but It's going to kick ass.  Now I just have to go to Best Buy and get a light/screen protector.  it's going to be soo great...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life rocks right now and yours probably doesn't.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106791928453421110?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106791928453421110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106791928453421110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106791928453421110' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106730495188544911</id><published>2003-10-27T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T19:35:51.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Neutral Milk Hotel-"In the Aeroplane Over the Sea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a  confession...this cd hasn't left my cd player in weeks.  I love it.  I love every bit of it.  I wanted to buy it soon, but I had to buy an 11 dollar cd lens cleaner today, so now I'm broke.  Shit.  Oh well...it's not like I'm going anywhere anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought some sort of fancy Conair hair straightener that blows ass.  It made my hair look worse than it ever did.  Grr...Blowdrying/Flatironing is a pain in the ass.  I should just cut this shit off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...Tanya Carrasco is a bitch.  Cat Stevens owns you.  The Seventies were better than the 90's and 80's put together.  I need to get a camel colored courdoroy suit jacket, but I can't find one.  I need one because I bought this rockin vintage suit at a used Denim store, and I need the jacket to debate in it.  What else is news?  What isn't news.  Marcum needs to move back to Andrews.  Uh...My mom bought me some housepants at Aeropostale.  I've heard that it's supposed to be cheap, but uhh...these pants were like 30 dollars (on sale for 10).  Thirty dollars for housepants isn't cheap...it's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106730495188544911?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106730495188544911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106730495188544911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106730495188544911' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106719574879802301</id><published>2003-10-26T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T13:15:48.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Neutral Milk Hotel-"In Aeroplanes Over the Sea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus H. Christ.  The band went to area this weekend...and got 15th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUT OF 16!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah!...Pace needs to hurry the fuck up and retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya Carrasco is s twit.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106719574879802301?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106719574879802301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106719574879802301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106719574879802301' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106678835034381950</id><published>2003-10-21T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T21:05:50.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Neutral Milk Hotel-"In the Aeroplanes Over the Sea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when you were young you were the king of carrot flooowers..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cd case is full.  Uhh...that's a problem, because I have more cds to buy.  Ermm.  I'll have to start taking out ones I don't like.  That's going to be ever harder, because I don't have any that I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Belle and Sebastian SUCKS ASS!!!!!!  It's the worst piece of shit I've ever heard in my history of existence.  It's like...the Beach Boys on estrogen.  The new Kings of Convenience rocks though...so all is forgiven for Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...I get to sleep in Simpson's class now, because I have all sorts of good sparknotes printed out, gagged, and bound in a notebook.  So..if you need them, then yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so tired that it hurts, and it's only 9:06.  This hypoglycemia things needs to go the fuck away.  Seriously.  I've been eating a lot, and I still feel like shit.  We can build a nuclear bomb and we can't pump me full of sugar.  THAT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE!!  Eh...I guess I'll go to bed then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106678835034381950?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106678835034381950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106678835034381950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106678835034381950' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106661900296532483</id><published>2003-10-19T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T22:03:23.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes-"A Christmas Album"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes..I know it's October...But I'll listen to the damn Bright Eyes Christmas CD if I want to.  It rocks much harder then you ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...School tomorrow.  I'm definitely not looking forward to that.  In fact...It's kind of stupid.  Eh.  Oh well.  It happens.  Tomorrow is another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm posting, but I know that the new Wesley Willis is out soon.  Haha...Pick up a copy at your local Chicago music store.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106661900296532483?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106661900296532483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106661900296532483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106661900296532483' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106654225256669265</id><published>2003-10-19T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T00:44:12.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Sigur Ros-"( )"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the band made a division one.  Know what this means?  Area.  Next week. Know why this is good?  IT GETS ME OUT OF DEER HUNTING.  Rock the fuck on....I'm very happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from contest.  Robbie gave me a ride home and him and Sam came in and "chilled" for a bit.  It was all good.  I got rid of a lot of shit.  ::mental note:: Robbie has 3 of my cds.  The Weezer Tribute, Distorted Lullabys, and my one-of-a kind weezer mix of super rare songs.  I can't lose any of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what's fun about band uniforms?  You sweat like a bitch.  It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Robin Williams' number if anyone is interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106654225256669265?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106654225256669265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106654225256669265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106654225256669265' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106635192616408091</id><published>2003-10-16T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T19:52:05.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Nevo Dinova-"Self Titled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention...Atom and his Package broke up :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106635192616408091?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106635192616408091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106635192616408091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106635192616408091' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106635119696985086</id><published>2003-10-16T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T19:39:56.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Kings of Convenience-"Quiet is the New Loud"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.  Homecoming is tomorrow.  This has the high potential to suck-ass.  Today as I was coming out of school, I heard a gun being shot.  Turns out it was just John-Seth making dry-ice bombs.  It was nice.  I want to make a Drano bomb someday...that could be fun.  Uh...lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings of Convenience is great.  I'm almost out of cd-rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm downloading this badass orchestral cd....it's all of the Zelda songs done with a full orchestra, which is great considering one of my old obesessions was Ocarina of Time.  Speaking of which...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cody's List of Past Obsessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spice Girls&lt;br /&gt;Weezer&lt;br /&gt;Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;Ocarina Of Time&lt;br /&gt;Diablo 2&lt;br /&gt;Message Boards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any more?  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blank Wave Arcade" by the Faint is an amazing cd.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106635119696985086?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106635119696985086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106635119696985086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106635119696985086' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106618553429344604</id><published>2003-10-14T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T21:38:54.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Reindeer Section-"Y'all Get Scared Now, Ya Hear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to &lt;a href="http://www.freakinaman.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christian's&lt;/a&gt; last post...Jesus Christ.  Don't blame the bands for sucking ass now, blame the people.  Know why?  Because the people bought the shit and excused the fucking albums with 1 good song and 11 shit ones.  The people allowed a few hundred pseudo Eddie Vedders to get famous.  The fucking people bought this shit and the record labels cashed in.  Hell, I don't even think Puddle of Mudd realizes how badly they suck, but I assure you that the record label does.  Well, bad example...Fred Durst obviously has no idea what sucks and what doesn't...But do you think that Nickelback's record label doesn't know that they suck ass?  OF COURSE THEY DO!  You know why they signed them though?  Because they could fucking cash in from &lt;em&gt;the people!&lt;/em&gt;  And honestly, if I could make that much money sucking ass...I'd go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts like asshole.  Marcum needs to move his goofy ass back.  I'm making the coolest goddamned thing in the world in art.  Cursive is going to be in Lubbock on the 9th, and I may or may not be able to go because it's a school night.  Azure Ray in Austin of Thanksgiving, so that's a possibility since my very good friend and cousin, Matthew, finally got his license.  Godspeed You! Black Emperor is great, but Desaparecidos is probably better.  If Conor Oberst was actually god, Chris Simpson would make a damn good jesus.  Jenny Lewis could be the Virgin Mary.  12 disciples?  Easily.  1-Tim Kasher 2-Joe Knapp 3-The singer from the Postal Service who's name escapes me 4-Gretta (celloist from Cursive) 5-Mike Mogis 6-John Darnielle (the Mountain Goats) 7-Singer from Neutral Milk Hotel...the rest aren't set in stone because I can't think of them right now.  In fact, I can't think of any names right now.  Oh well..names are silly.  Nirav Bhakta's middle name is Kirtikumar.  I have no idea whether I spelled that right or not.  "You took your family and joined in the urban sprawl.  You can't see the stars as well, but you're near the mall."  That's from the Desaparecidos song Hole in One.  Malls suck ass.  Why people go to them is beyond me.  If you are wondering whether I'm ranting or not by now...stop wondering, because Donkey's shit a lot.  Shit is very nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, if you want a &lt;strong&gt;very good&lt;/strong&gt; introduction to politics, pick up Lewis Black's new comedy cd "Rules of Engagement."  Not only is he the funniest man EVER...but he has very good political views.  "We don't need a judge or a jury (talking about convicting CEO's).  All we need is a nine-year-old with common sense. We'd say "Hey!  Three people took a billion dollars.  What do you think?"  And the kid would go "That's NUTS!"  These people should be forced for the next twenty years to sit next to someone who's crocheting something that &lt;em&gt;isn't there&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106618553429344604?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106618553429344604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106618553429344604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106618553429344604' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106574736137129817</id><published>2003-10-09T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T19:56:00.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Good Life-"Novena on a Nocturn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've been inpired to make this list.  I call it &lt;strong&gt;Bands and Sideprojects:  Greater, Less than, Or Equal to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright Eyes &gt; Desaparecidos&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab for Cutie &lt; The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;Rilo Kiley = The Postal service&lt;br /&gt;Cursive &lt; The Good Life&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Sebastian &gt; The Reindeer Section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of now.  Yearbooks came out today.  I'm in the center of the first page, looking like an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106574736137129817?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106574736137129817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106574736137129817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106574736137129817' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106558162454774959</id><published>2003-10-07T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T21:53:43.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Postal Service-"Give Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.  New Cd Burner.  That's all I'm telling you, so fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106558162454774959?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106558162454774959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106558162454774959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106558162454774959' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106549476823619820</id><published>2003-10-06T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T21:46:07.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes and Son, Ambulance-"Oh Holy Fools"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing homework, but I have a lot to say, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked.  I lot.  The drumline sounds like shit, and I'm the only one that doesn't want to sound like shit.  I'm the only one that cares whether or not we sound like shit.  The snare line is like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is fucking stupid and failed&lt;br /&gt;One is fidgety and can't stand still&lt;br /&gt;One is technically a Sophomore, but acts more like a Freshman than anyone&lt;br /&gt;One is extremely cocky, arrogant, and full of himself&lt;br /&gt;Two can't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY'RE ALL FRESHMEN!!!!! HAVE YOU EVER HAD TO DEAL WITH &lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt; FRESHMEN?!?!?! JESUS H. CHRIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in art, I accidentally hit John with a cart.  He wasn't supposed to have his knee where it was.  I'm terribly sorry John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying a new cd burner tomorrow.  Well, hopefully.  Let me rephrase...If I can get to Best Buy tomorrow, I'm buying a new cd burner.  I'm going to buy a badass one, too.  I refuse to buy another piece of shit.  My mom is paying 20.00 of it because I made all A's (Am I a first grader?  I don't know...but it rocks).  It's going to be soo great.  Yesterday, I was trying to burn a cd and it took &lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt; tries.  It's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a headache and some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106549476823619820?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106549476823619820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106549476823619820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106549476823619820' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106538270441363202</id><published>2003-10-05T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T14:38:24.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Mountain Goats-"All Hail West Texas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a milestone decision today.  Fuck livejournal.  Seriously.  It sucks balls...dont try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got the results from my bloodwork in.  I'm hypoglycenic, my phosphates are high, and I've got trace amounts of blood in my urine.  Good news?  I'm not anemic. That explains why I'm tired all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not moving to livejournal, I have to get off of my ass and redo this blog.  I'm going to watch a movie now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106538270441363202?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106538270441363202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106538270441363202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106538270441363202' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106532114038354888</id><published>2003-10-04T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T21:32:20.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Weezer-"Maladroit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, for all of you who read this blog...I didn't forget about it.  I got a Livejournal, So I have been focusing on getting it together.  Check back for the link at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you missed that, this means that the oldest blog in andrews might die soon.&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106532114038354888?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106532114038354888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106532114038354888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106532114038354888' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106480246020331248</id><published>2003-09-28T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T21:27:39.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Neutral Milk Hotel-"In the Aeroplanes Over the Sea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to buy this cd.  It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a decent day today.  I got the yard mowed.  I honestly intended to go to church, but I woke up late.  Oh well.  It happens I guess.  I might not be going on the ski trip.  I think I might go spend the week with Prissy.  That would be some good stuff.  My allergies have been super-stupid lately.&lt;br /&gt;My dad got home today.  It made me suddenly realize how much I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; miss him.  Is that normal?  I don't know.  Oh well.  He'll be gone again next weekend...I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106480246020331248?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106480246020331248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106480246020331248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106480246020331248' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106470047376589705</id><published>2003-09-27T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T17:07:53.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Our-"Distorted Lullabies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, muy gracias to Priscilla for sharing Ours with me.  They rock.  They're a nice compliment to any emu's cd collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may have noticed that my banner is missing.  That's because I've been redoing the site.  I'll let you guess whats' coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106470047376589705?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106470047376589705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106470047376589705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106470047376589705' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106445265547940329</id><published>2003-09-24T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T20:17:35.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Cursive-"The Storms of the Early Summer: Semantics of Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm incredibly irritable right now.  In fact, I wish I could just lock my door and not have anyone come in for the rest of the night.  I can't wait untill I'm living by myself.  Today, we had a snare-line practice.  I'm sorry that anyone had to be there.  It was awful.  You know what happens when you fill your snare line with freshmen?  Practices where you learn what sixlets are.  It's pathetic.  I felt like I was in the 8th grade again.  But, the kicker is this.  At the end (we were almost out), God damned Scooter said "Hey..lets look at the new song".  So, for another 20 minutes we went over the new song.  Fucking Scooter.  He's arrogant.  He can't play.  He asks dumb questions.  Really dumb questions.  He can't figure ANYTHING out for himself.  He pisses me off.  Then, he insists on talking all of the time.  And when I tell Nirav to get attention, he should fucking get at attention.  Just because he thinks he broke his arm doesn't mean he doesn't have to get at attention.  And then, get this.  When we are marching, everyone will be in line.  But Nirav will be 1 step back, because "this is where we're supposed to be".  He will refuse to move because "he's right".  I mean, who cares if he makes the line look like shit?  Certainly not him.  And while we are talking about the drumline, the snares insist on playing ALL OF THE TIME.  They just...all of the time tapping on their drums incesantly.  Anyways, I've got homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106445265547940329?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106445265547940329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106445265547940329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106445265547940329' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106375908447820117</id><published>2003-09-16T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T19:38:04.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes-"A Collection of Songs Written and Recorded 1995-1997"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what?  I'm in my room doing nothing again.  Well...I can't go to the Bright Eyes concert.  Not that I expected it to work out anyway.  My Grandma really doesn't want to come pick me up because she just got from a cruise and she wants to stay home, and my grandpa has a doctors appointment that morning so she's going to be tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, children that's how it goes.  I sit in my room doing nothing all day, and for the first time in god-knows how long I want to do something.  I really want to do something, and it just won't work out.  You know what I've gotten?  "Your sister didn't get to go a lot of places she wanted to go."  Well, lets compare.  My sister wanted to go to the Up In Smoke tour in the 8th grade with Candice Gilliam (nasty gangster drug addict girl).  I want to go to the ACL Festival with my Cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sick of things not working out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106375908447820117?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106375908447820117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106375908447820117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106375908447820117' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106355159907262946</id><published>2003-09-14T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T09:59:59.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Mogwai-"Come on Die Young"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I made it through yesterday.  I think that was the saddest day in my life.  Not just that I was alone (again), I mean, I'm almost used to being alone...it was knowing what I missed because I was in stupid fucking gay ass band.  I missed a badass time because I was in band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I got through that...that only leaves 30 or 40 weekends left in the school year that I have to be alone.  Then I start the summer, which is like one long perpetual weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106355159907262946?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106355159907262946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106355159907262946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106355159907262946' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106346772514707300</id><published>2003-09-13T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T10:42:05.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.  I'm home alone again.  Doing nothing. John-Seth and Christian ran off to have a...fun weekend.  Congradulations Cody.  You're not doing anything.  I wish I had something to do...or some friends or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of watching reruns of "The Match Game".  I guess I'll go back to bed and hope to god that this day goes by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106346772514707300?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106346772514707300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106346772514707300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106346772514707300' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106323579837415136</id><published>2003-09-10T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T18:19:09.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bjork-"Vespertine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...I was sick today, so I had a long time to think.  What did I think about?  I thought about what made me turn out the way I did.  I've singled it out to one single thing.  A man that worked at the Sam Goody in the Abilene mall somewhere between my 7th and 8th grade years.  Yes, children, I know it's hard to believe, but trust me.  You see, this was a critical crossroad in my life.  I was in the store during tennis camp, and I had singled my selection down to 3 things.  1-the Twizted cd...2-the Chimaira cd...and, 3-Weezer's "Green Album".  That's right...Rap, Metal, and Geek rock.  I didn't know where to go.  I asked this man at the counter with half black painted fingernails, and long red hair what I should buy.  And in one fateful moment, my life was altered.  "Hmm..I'd go with Weezer", he said, "I'm a huge weezer fan..have you heard Pinkerton?"  So that was it...I strode out of the store with my Weezer cd.  I became a HUGE weezer fan.  Weezer started touring with Dashboard Confessional, so I got into them.  Dashboard was...and entrance to emo.  They sparked my interest in emo, and from there...I became the kid I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I be today had I gone with the metal cd or the rap cd (no, not rhapsody)...I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering if I ever saw this man again...I did...I swear he was in a Motorola commercial a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106323579837415136?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106323579837415136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106323579837415136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106323579837415136' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106296457609714314</id><published>2003-09-07T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T14:56:15.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Starlight Mints-"Built On Squares"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh::...I haven't updated in a while.  The lack of exciting things happening probably contributes to that.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played at the football game friday night..and we suck more than we did last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry..I don't feel like talking now.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106296457609714314?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106296457609714314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106296457609714314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106296457609714314' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106237175026781184</id><published>2003-08-31T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T18:18:20.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Son Ambulance/Bright Eyes-"Oh Holy Fools"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the main reason that I don't like punk is that I like singers with really high voices (The singers from Radiohead, Son Ambulance, Sigur Ros, The Postal Service, on and on).  Even Atom from Atom and His Package.  I dunno.  I just like high voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't do something tonight I'm going to go INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106237175026781184?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106237175026781184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106237175026781184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106237175026781184' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106227259590848333</id><published>2003-08-30T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T14:46:27.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Ben Fold Five-"Whatever and Ever Amen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  Band sucks so hard this year it's not worth discussing, but I will anyway.  We have seven snares.  That's 3 too many.  I know who to cut, and so does everyone else.  Too bad Leonard has no idea what the hell he's doing.  He's threatening to kick Sam off.  Jesus H. Christ.  Sam?! He's one of the ones we need to keep.  I mean, there are more important things than who played their music off, like who can play the music.  I'd rather sound good than know everyone in the line showed up to sectionals.  We need cymbal players damnitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already behind in school, unfortunately.  Oh well, I'll catch up.  I really want to do better this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've set a goal for the next few months.  I want to listen to ALL of my cds, all of the way through.  I have shitloads of cds that I've only skimmed through.  I don't want to burn anymore untill I'm really familiar with the ones that I have.  I'm starting with all of the cds that I purchased and never got through, then moving onto burned ones.  These are going to be a wonderful few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106227259590848333?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106227259590848333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106227259590848333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106227259590848333' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106202556083107828</id><published>2003-08-27T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T18:06:01.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Loudermilk-"The Red Record"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..monday.  The night I lost the will to fight.  I'm sick of band.  it's beyond pointless.  I'm sick of it, and most of all, I'm sick of the people in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, person rather.  Actually, let me clarify this.  I'm sick of most of the people in our school, I just spend more time around these yay-who's than anyone else.  ::sigh:: There just aren't many people at our school worth spending time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As has probably already been brought to your attention, I have to ride the the bus 2 days of the week.  My sister decided that going to college was more important than taking me to school.  She can take me on tuesdays and thursdays, and I have band in the mornings on Fridays.  Unfourtunatly, that leaves Mondays and Wednesdays.  Actually, the bus isn't that bad.  I just get on, put my headphones on and start reading.  What seems like a few minutes later, I look up and there are children on the bus whom I have never seen, and I've gone through quite a few pages in my book (not to mention my cd).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School just started and already I'm kind of behind in some of my classes.  Oh well, thems the breaks or something.  I really do need to catch up, though.  Three-week reports come out sometime sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106202556083107828?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106202556083107828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106202556083107828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106202556083107828' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106152226945087452</id><published>2003-08-21T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T22:17:49.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Son, Ambulance-"Euphamistic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I have been listening to Son, Ambulance a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm..not much to say.  Actually, why am I posting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnitt cody..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106152226945087452?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106152226945087452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106152226945087452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106152226945087452' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106109784104331364</id><published>2003-08-17T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T00:33:20.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Notwist-"Neon Golden"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Best Buy in Lubbock today.  I found the "Babies are for Petting EP" from Vue and "Neon Golden" from the Notwist.  Both were good finds.  They made me happy.  In case you're wondering, the Notwist is a lot like Belle and Sebastian, except not as poppy and upbeat.  Actually, that comparison comes mostly from the singers sounding alike.  If you've never heard Belle and Sebastian, then you have no business being here ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Marcums surprise party today.  It was nice to see him.  He lives in the suburbs..  ::sigh::...I miss that crazy mofo.  I'm sorry, I can't help but sighing at the state of things and the things at state and the way things are.  You know?  That sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a badass pair of old man stretch Wranglers at Savers today.  You know, Savers wasn't that great...except they were ORGANIZED!  I mean, my god, the mens pants were put together with others of their size.  Imagine...I could search through the 28" and 30", instead of a few racks of pants sticking every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my parents are getting home later...I need to get this place cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106109784104331364?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106109784104331364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106109784104331364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106109784104331364' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106094886458495118</id><published>2003-08-15T07:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T07:05:27.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Desaparecidos-"Read Music/Speak Spanish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god...Im getting ready for school.  The summer is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's absolutely impossible for me to wake up without music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106094886458495118?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106094886458495118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106094886458495118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106094886458495118' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106091579845939329</id><published>2003-08-14T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T21:54:26.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Sigur Ros-"Von"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school starts tomorrow.  Fortunatley, this year I don't really have a "bedtime" because I have a comp in my room and I can stay on it as long as I want.  I mean, I hope that my body can tell me when to go to sleep better than a damn clock can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah...I don't really want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106091579845939329?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106091579845939329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106091579845939329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106091579845939329' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106079713617631713</id><published>2003-08-13T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T12:57:01.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally linked &lt;a href="http://www.freakinaman.blogspot.com"&gt;Christian's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106079713617631713?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106079713617631713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106079713617631713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106079713617631713' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106078941969461887</id><published>2003-08-13T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T10:48:26.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Rilo Kiley-"The Execution of All Things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed the new Blog template.  I screwed the last one up, so I spend all morning making this one.  I hope you like it...there's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts the day after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA!Q MY Poztt about lif bein pointles was SOOOO b4 christian's!!! haha! THat psoeur! What a looser....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106078941969461887?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106078941969461887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106078941969461887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106078941969461887' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106071549197216255</id><published>2003-08-12T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T14:11:31.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Now It's Overhead-"S/T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess who!  Ever more so..guess what I've been doing all summer?  If you guessed staying up late by myself listening to Radiohead, you are correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been very blah at best.  I didn't really do much and I had a crappy vacation.  The best part of this summer, surprsingly enough, was the mission trip.  I can honestly say that I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two nights, I was supposed to watch "Fight Club" with Christian.  It hasn't happened yet.  ::sigh::  I've been looking at my schedule.  I'm only getting a few new teachers.  In fact, I'm having most of the same teachers.  Let's see...Wheeler, Pace, Moose, Kimbell, and Franco are all teachers  that I had last year.  I feel like I'm forgetting one...oh well.  This year..it's going to suck.  Another year of going through the halls to my next class...looking at the clock praying that it will go faster.  Copying homework, eating with Jalesa.  This year there will be no Ryan to sit with.  ::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god..there is no point to life.  I could shoot myself right now and nothing would change.  Nothing would go unaccomplished, my "spirit" would cease to exist, and it would all be over with.  Nothing would change really.  I mean, life is honestly pointless.  Fun only lasts untill you die, then you cease to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have Now It's Overhead to keep me company :-/&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-106071549197216255?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106071549197216255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106071549197216255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106071549197216255' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-106014212275643035</id><published>2003-08-05T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T22:55:22.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Radiohead-"Kid A"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to delete the last post because I didn't really like having 14 pictures in my blog.  I hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back from the mission trip a few days ago.  It was really fun, actually.  Yeah..yeah..I know you're thinking it.  Actually, I don't, because if I did I would have some witty response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I don't even know why I keep a blog.  I don't have any miserable relationships or overwhelming feelings that I deal with.  Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camp sucks.  A lot.  It's like going to band for an entire school day.  Grr...the drumline is going to suck this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn..I wish I had more to say.&lt;br /&gt;cody&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/5510325-106014212275643035?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106014212275643035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/106014212275643035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106014212275643035' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105910824280095485</id><published>2003-07-24T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T23:44:02.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Brendon Benson-"Lapalco"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for the mission trip in a few days.  I'm not going to deny it...it's going to suck.  A lot.  It's no one's fault.  As much as peole would like to blame it on Jeff, it's not really his fault.  Just fate.  Jeff didn't have enough time to get his CDL license. At first, I thought he was just lazy..but then I looked through the manual.  That crap is freaking complicated!  So that limited the distance we could go...at least we are going somewhere interesting...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright Eyes is so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..oh well.  At least Marcum will be on the mission trip..&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105910824280095485?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105910824280095485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105910824280095485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105910824280095485' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105893056845480363</id><published>2003-07-22T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T22:22:48.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes-"Amy in the White Coat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like the people in Andrews.  I've been reading Marcums' blog a lot...it's just made me realize that no matter where you go, you can't be happy.  It's impossible to be truly happy with your surroundings.  If it is possible, I have yet to see it.  I like town of andrews, I just don't like the people in it.  OH well...I'll get out eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in about a month.  I think that buying clothes just because school is starting, is just about the most pointless thing ever.  It has no purpose.  If someone has a pair of shoes that are just fine, why buy a new pair for school?  It just makes a lot more sense to buy things as you need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to post my Winamp Playlist...but 826 lines is a few too many for one entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this idea from &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/bobotobobo"&gt;Justin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you male or female?: Amy in the White Coat&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe yourself: Drunk Kid Catholic&lt;br /&gt;3. How do some people feel about you?: Driving Fast Through a Big City at Night&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel about yourself?: I wish I had a Parachute...&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: It's cool, we can still be friends&lt;br /&gt;6. Where would you rather be?: Lake Havasu (In Florida)&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe what you want to be: Laura Laurent&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe how you live: Happy Birthday to Me&lt;br /&gt;9. Describe how you love: I watched you taking off....&lt;br /&gt;10. Share a few words of wisdom: Let's Not Shit Ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't notice, those are all bright eyes songs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105893056845480363?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105893056845480363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105893056845480363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105893056845480363' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105881256770234196</id><published>2003-07-21T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T13:36:17.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Ryan Adams-"Gold"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I linked &lt;a href="http://www.webslinger118.blogspot.com"&gt;Ryan Marcum's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105881256770234196?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105881256770234196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105881256770234196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105881256770234196' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105858799088007680</id><published>2003-07-18T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T23:14:09.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Rilo Kiley-"The Execution of All Things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I love Rilo Kiley so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a mood to do something insane...like make 40 copies of the Rilo Kiley cd and distribute them to random people.  Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty angry at the music industry right now for launching this war against file sharing.  I mean, if cd sales were dropping it would be one thing, but they are rising.  90% of the bands that I listen to (and &lt;i&gt;purchase&lt;/i&gt; merch from), I wouldn't even have heard of had it not been for file sharing.  If I hear a band, and I really like them...I'm going to buy a cd.  If I really get into a record label, I'll buy their cds even if the band sucks.  Like, take for instance, "Let it Rest" from Sorry About Dredsen.  They are on Saddle-Creek.  I LOVE Saddle-Creek.  I bought the cd, even though it's not really my type of music.  Know why?  1-I wanted to hear the whole cd, and 2-It supports Saddle-Creek.  Such a fair trade.  It's just ridiculous that they think that they are losing money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad right now.  Not really bad, just...rejected.  It's really more than I want to go into.  Maybe later.  Maybe when I get internet access in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wearing these ridiculous rubber bands on my braces.  Orthodontists are stupid.  My teeth hurt.  It's fixing my overbite or something, but the thing is, it pulls my lower jaw forward.  I look mad ALL OF THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...Going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way...SIGN MY DOG GAMN GUESTBOOK!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105858799088007680?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105858799088007680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105858799088007680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105858799088007680' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105855706078555081</id><published>2003-07-18T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T14:37:40.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] The Faint- "Danse Macabre"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I figured that it was time for an update...I'm getting cable internet in my room soon, so I'll be updating a lot more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission trip is in like...10 days.  Holy sheep.  I haven't even started thinking about it.  It snuck up on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation...oh vacation.  We went to my grandma's house for two days.  We were supposed to go to the beach or something...but the hurricane came.  Playing in 90+ mile an hour winds isn't as much fun.  So, we went to my great grandma's house.  She's in a nursing home, so we are having to clean out her house.  We spent all day doing that.  Fun..fun.  No radio, no tv, no microwave...Fun.  We were then going to go to Sea World or something, but the hurricane was there too!  So...we just came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the Uneventful Vacation (most Bright Eyes fans will get that one ;)&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105855706078555081?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105855706078555081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105855706078555081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105855706078555081' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105795099016070165</id><published>2003-07-11T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T14:16:30.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes- "A Collection of Songs Wriiten and Recorded 1995-1997"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came in!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105795099016070165?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105795099016070165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105795099016070165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105795099016070165' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105763124941025692</id><published>2003-07-07T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T21:27:29.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bob Dylan- "Blonde on Blonde"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see Bob Dylan live before he...dies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bright Eyes cds haven't come in yet.  It's taking entirely too long.  In fact, it's kind of pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bad news...No Bright Eyes for Cody.  As it would turn out, he isnt' just playing a concert..it's a whole damn festival full of bands that I don't really like.  And the tickets are 70$.  I really don't want to pay 70 to go watch Pat Green and Cross Canadian Ragweed.  That would just be silly.  Plus, I know Priscilla won't want to pay that much, and I don't want to go by myself.  I'll have to catch him next time that he plays a concert.  There's just no need to pay 70 to see Bright Eyes and Ben Kweller (the only 2 good bands playing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..what else?  I suppose that's all...&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105763124941025692?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105763124941025692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105763124941025692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105763124941025692' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105720909136110330</id><published>2003-07-03T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T00:12:07.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Ben Kweller-"Sha Sha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...Ben Kweller is good.  Really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered "There is No Begininng to the Story" and "A Collection of Songs", both by Bright Eyes.  Whenever I get these two in, I will have all 7.  Well, except for the Christmas Album.  I'm not so sure that I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went and popped a few fireworks.  I seriously think that someone could make a shitload of money off of a fireworks stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to ramble anymore...I'm far too tired.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS)-SIGN MY GUESTBOOK!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105720909136110330?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105720909136110330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105720909136110330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105720909136110330' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105716853401515221</id><published>2003-07-02T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T12:56:29.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.sigur-ros.co.uk/images/rass/toronto1-sokal.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonsi is the shit...He's the singer from Sigur Ros by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105716853401515221?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105716853401515221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105716853401515221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105716853401515221' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105711323921799662</id><published>2003-07-01T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T21:33:59.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know that weird thing that happens whenever you get pressure in your ears and everything gets really quiet, except for talking, which gets really loud? I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Hasting today and traded my cd's in.  30 old cds for 75 dollars in store credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105711323921799662?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105711323921799662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105711323921799662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105711323921799662' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105707330411644573</id><published>2003-07-01T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T10:30:06.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Bright Eyes-"Ever Day and Every Night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Mudslideslim was being a jerk, so I decided to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom likes to play this game where she pretends that I do lots of drugs.  She searches my room and threatens to drug-test me and everything.  This goes on for about a day, then she realizes that I don't do drugs.  It's a fun game.  She has this other game, she plays it whenver she and my dad get back from being gone for a few days, where she pretends that everyone does everything that they shouldn't.  Like, on Sunday, she got back from the lake and had to back her car out of the garage.  She pretended that someone had been driving her car, because the radio was on a station that she rarely listens to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105707330411644573?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105707330411644573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105707330411644573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105707330411644573' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105694283237418825</id><published>2003-06-29T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T22:19:50.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Rilo Kiley-"The Execution of All Things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do this thing sometimes where I subconsciously decide to go take a bath, but I don't really realize what I'm doing.  Then, about 15 minutes later, I realize that I'm in water...in a bathroom, and it's like a dream.  Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people are getting blogs after they read mine.  I'm going to start linking them all on the sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about good movies today...About Shmidt is just about as good as you are going to get.  Seriously.  It's amazing.  It's all about a man who retires...and locks away all of his feelings and anguish inside of him.  Eventually, he sponsors a Tanzanian child named Ndugu.  The sponsoring company recommends that he send Ndugu a letter..and he does.  He writes Ndugu quite frequently...telling him everything that he couldn't tell anyone else.  It's so amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear...whenever I have my own family, I'm NEVER bar-b-queing.  My dad has cooked ribs at least 3847 times a week ever since I was born.  Sometimes I feel like...if I have to look at one more rib, I'm going to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105694283237418825?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105694283237418825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105694283237418825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105694283237418825' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105690304846473817</id><published>2003-06-29T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T11:12:47.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Cursive-"The Ugly Organ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello again.  It's been a while and I have much to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I went and watched 28 Days Later.  It's was absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually saw John's band (Hope For the Fallen) yesterday.  Unfourtunately, they had to go first, so there weren't many people to see them.  They did good.  There were actually a lot of good bands there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had fun.  John, Jamie, Chrissy, and I watched some good movies (Ghost Ship and Just Married) at Jamie's house.  Neither of the movies was great, but it was fun anyway.  I broke my curfew just ever so slightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't tell you as much as you would have wanted, did I?&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105690304846473817?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105690304846473817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105690304846473817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105690304846473817' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105667863478275028</id><published>2003-06-26T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T23:47:30.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know that three posts in one day is kind of...lame, but...&lt;br /&gt;OMGz!!!!!11!&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo going to see Bright Eyes in September...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105667863478275028?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105667863478275028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105667863478275028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105667863478275028' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105667723167118401</id><published>2003-06-26T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T20:27:29.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, another change of plans...I'm going on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;If I can get a ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105667723167118401?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105667723167118401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105667723167118401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105667723167118401' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105664697362764458</id><published>2003-06-26T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T12:02:53.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[listening to] Desaparecidos-"Read Music/Speak Spanish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that I won't be able to go to see John-Seth's band at the battle of the bands in Odessa.  I have to go with my parents to Uvalde.  Me staying home was just fine until they found out that my sister won't be home this weekend.  I guess a 15 year old is incapable of microwaving food for 2 days.  Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed at the Hastings in Midland.  I went to trade all of my old cds in...for some reason or another you have to be 18.  The manager is a bitch, too.  She threatened to call the cops if I tried to get another customer to trade them in for me.  Their cds are expensive, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually really happy with our Best Buy.  I went in and found "Read Music/Speak Spanish" AND Rilo Kiley's "The Execution of All Things."  I really want "Euphoria" by Son, Ambulance.  I might order it sometime.  Saddle-Creek is the greatest record label ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen anyone ramble quite as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105664697362764458?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105664697362764458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105664697362764458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105664697362764458' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510325.post-105651004969556263</id><published>2003-06-24T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T09:59:11.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well then...A new blog.  A new beginning.  A new chance to end boredom.  A new way to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was almost good today.  I went to the orthodontist, so my teeth hurt.  I mowed the yard.  I cleaned the house.  Oh, wait...my day sucked.  Everything is getting this way.  I feel like my mission in life is to eat, sleep, and shit.  I should get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the library &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; got in my book, "Lost in Place: Growing Up Absurd in Suburbia" by Mark Salzman.  It's been great so far.  I also got "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" and "Ulysses."  That should be sufficient reading material for a few days.  I also found out that at Hastings you can trade in 5 old cds for one new cd.  That's always fun.  It's better than paying for cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only advantage of summer is that I don't have to deal with stupid people.  My english teacher of the previous year actually didn't know who James Joyce was.  That's the equivalent of being the President and not knowing who George Washington was (and truth to be told, I wouldn't be surprised if Bush didn't know who George Washington was ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all for now.  More to come.&lt;br /&gt;cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5510325-105651004969556263?l=xcodyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105651004969556263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510325/posts/default/105651004969556263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcodyx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105651004969556263' title=''/><author><name>Cody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
