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  <title>J Dog Home Skillet</title>
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    <name>Jason</name>
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    <title>The Black in you.</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T09:43:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T09:43:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blackalicious - Day One</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is the.. data log of Jason Gomez, aka Muishkosh, aka Kamidake, aka the original Ridge Racer, dated March Twenty Third, Twenty O-Six.&lt;br /&gt;  Richards spending the night tonight and we went to go see Dave Chappelles Block Party at Regal. Awesome movie. Hes asleep behind me right now because he has to go to work tomorrow at 7:30. Lucky for him I live way closer than he does to Just Tires.&lt;br /&gt;  All in all I thought the movie was very entertaining and noted that it would be helpful for the black community to get in touch with their Black Selves. But upon this thought, and throughout the movie, my mind began to think. I started thinking that black really isn't a race at all. Don't misunderstand me now, I'm not talking about the ethnicity. It couldn't get anymore obvious that the race "Black" exists as an ethnicity. What I'm talking about is blackness within. Its what you hear in hip hop, its the vibe you feel when at a Hieroglyphics concert. Its the "Put yo hands up!", the scratching, the break dancing, the sick beats that we "bounce" to, the graffiti and all around rapping and flowing. Some people can speak the language, But others just cant understand it.&lt;br /&gt;  I may not be black, but I think I understand them. I'm not afraid to admit that I like rap music, I like hip hop, I like R&amp;B, Acid Jazz, and Soul. Its a type of music that gets you in a way that leaves you feeling ".....Yeaaaaaa.., That's what I'm talkin' about.". Its apparently an acquired taste, but much like sushi, once you get into it its hard to get out.&lt;br /&gt;  The Black community have not created a new black, but expanded and expressed their culture through music. The Black community have allowed anybody to become black. The wiggers, the AZN's, whatever. They still share that "Black" state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I was in my bathroom when I heard shuffling noises coming from my great grandmas bathroom again. When I got out of the bathroom I opened my great grandmas closed door, turned on the light and suspiciously looked around and in her bathroom I found nothing. I thought Richard went in there. He didn't.</content>
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    <title>kamidake @ 2006-03-12T12:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T20:27:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T20:27:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Everybodys Free to Wear Sunscreen - Baz Iuhmann</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heres some insperational listening for you. The song I'm listening to, download it. Maybe you need it more than you think.</content>
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    <title>Can you read this?</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T20:00:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T20:00:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Aabairn Glogegs.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Olny srmat ppoeloe can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was&lt;br /&gt;rdanieg. The pahonmanel pweor of the hmuan mnid, aodcrcnig to a&lt;br /&gt;rscheearch at Cbmarigde Uinesrvtiy, it dseont mtater in waht oredr&lt;br /&gt;the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the&lt;br /&gt;frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a&lt;br /&gt;taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a perbolm. Tihs is&lt;br /&gt;busecae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but&lt;br /&gt;the wrod as a wlohe. Aimzang huh? Yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot&lt;br /&gt;slpeling was itpnoramt!&lt;br /&gt;Saetwy, Stlay, Hriay, Blals in yuor mtuoh.</content>
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    <title>Life moves on in the fast lane.</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T21:57:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T21:57:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Don't stop the music - Initial D</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is the typed log of Jason Gomez, dated February Eleventh, Twenty O-Six.&lt;br /&gt;  As much as I'd like to get a 180sx I cant. My income doesn't support it.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I'm making less money now than I did working at Pizza Hut..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because I'm spending so much of my weekly checks on trying to fix the Z. Its been over a month now and shes still refusing to start. Over 500 dollars in replacement parts too. I'm stuck, in other words, in the 80's. But I've noticed a considerable difference in my mechanical ability. I haven't run into one problem that I couldn't fix on my car (Just finding what part has gone bad is the hard part). When I suspect something, I replace it. No problem getting it out and the new part in at all. Perhaps I can stay in the 80's. Maybe I am good enough for it now and just didn't realize it.&lt;br /&gt;  In other news, I've made a few decisions in my life. Changes. One of them is moving out to Colorado with Steven. There is a Goodyear auto center right next to Steven. If I build my account up and get the Z running, I'll be hard cruisin' on my way to expand my horizon. But not for a while, so don't get your hopes up, your still stuck with me. &lt;br /&gt;  Another thing is the team I want to build called the Foothill Ridge Racers. Yea I'm serious, yes I will seriously race people. But not for money. As soon as money comes into the scene of street racing it becomes corrupt. I'll take it to Colorado with me and see what kind of driving exists up there in the snowy mountains for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, time to get back to work, these were some damn good brownies my grandma made.</content>
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    <title>kamidake @ 2005-11-18T00:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T08:20:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T08:20:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Metallica - Turn the Page</lj:music>
    <content type="html">.</content>
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    <title>"Location Idea"</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T09:48:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T09:48:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Watchin Family Guy.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I emailed Sonic Burger on a very important idea. So tell me what you think they'll say.&lt;br /&gt;And heres what I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Sonic Burger,&lt;br /&gt; Please consider building a Sonic Burger somewhere in the Tri-Valley (Dublin, Pleasanton, Livermore) CA. The closest one to us is in Tracy, but nobody ever wants to drive out that far just for a burger. There are a ton of people out here and were all burger hungry maniacs. Just today I went to Burger king and got 2 double cheeseburgers, its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;For serious, we need a Sonic Burger, not for fake.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          From Burger Scarfin' J."</content>
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    <title>Doin a 180 (as far as cars go). sx?</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T00:08:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T00:08:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Andrew W.K. - Party Hard.m4a</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is the typed log of Jason Gomez, dated September Twenty-Eight, Two-Thousand and Five.&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to say that I've always liked the idea of every time I get a new car its a little bit older than the last. I thought of that on my own and wish I could continue it. But...&lt;br /&gt;  I know this is somethin that most people that know me would never think they would hear me say.&lt;br /&gt;But I think i need a 90's 4 seater. I like 80's cars because I like the way they look and handle, and I like 2 seaters because I dont like people poking me in the back of the head or disrespecting my car (aka. trash, spillin drinks). The problem with 80's cars is they're all so old. Every time I go out to tune or fix somethin I come across at least ONE nut or bolt thats completely rusted. It breaks off when I'm trying to take it out, and I'm left standing there like ".........Yep". And the problem with 2 seaters is when a friend of mine (Biz or Jesse) and I want to go somewhere and then somebody else wants to come (Bob or Trevor) I have to say "AHH HA, SUCKER", and as much as I like saying that to people I wouldnt want to be the odd man out.&lt;br /&gt;  Now dont think I'm goin completely Steven and changing my style to 90's, which would mean drooling over the newest Supra, FD, or Eclipse. I've just realized that I've gotten ahead of myself as far cars go. I'm not ready to handle 80's cars yet, I need to work up to it. So I'm going back a few steps to about the time I got my Integra. Those that remember the Integra would remember the Freedom and Reliability that was brought with it. Although its not many years younger than 86, Its style was completely different. I am going to be wandering into 90's styling, but the the car that I've chosen's first year was actually 89. I've also heard some say its the offspring of the 80's powerhouse I drive now.&lt;br /&gt;But the engine in my 300zx is being held back by its primitive design. In other words. Theres not much I can do to upgrade it. Plus its soo old that if I start taking things out I'm afraid the new parts wont fit or work, because its just too old. My car of choice (The only 90's car that I could see myself driving) is the '89 - '94 Nissan 240sx (Japanese code 180sx). My research shows that the one I'm looking for (body and engine) went from '91 - '93. Black or Red with black rims. Inline 4 cyl, DOHC, 4 valves per cyl, Front Engine, Rear wheel drive. I've always liked this car, why fight it?</content>
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    <title>ROCK ON!</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T09:14:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T09:15:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Valley of the Damned - DragonForce</lj:music>
    <content type="html">+88______________________________&lt;br /&gt;_+880_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;_++88_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;_++88_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;__+880_________________________++_&lt;br /&gt;__+888________________________+88_&lt;br /&gt;__++880______________________+88__&lt;br /&gt;__++888_____+++88__________+++8__&lt;br /&gt;__++8888__+++8880++88____+++88___&lt;br /&gt;__+++8888+++8880++8888__++888____&lt;br /&gt;___++888++8888+++888888++888_____&lt;br /&gt;___++88++8888++8888888++888______&lt;br /&gt;___++++++888888888888888888______&lt;br /&gt;____++++++88888888888888888______&lt;br /&gt;____++++++++000888888888888______&lt;br /&gt;_____+++++++000088888888888______&lt;br /&gt;______+++++++00088888888888______&lt;br /&gt;_______+++++++088888888888_______&lt;br /&gt;_______+++++++088888888888_______&lt;br /&gt;________+++++++8888888888________&lt;br /&gt;________+++++++0088888888________&lt;br /&gt;________++++++0088888888_________&lt;br /&gt;________+++++0008888888__________</content>
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    <title>kamidake @ 2005-08-21T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T06:07:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T06:07:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Orbital - Bigpipe Style.m4a</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HOW MANY MEMBERS OF THE BUSH ADMINISTRATION DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHT BULB??&lt;br /&gt;1. One to deny that a light bulb needs to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;2. One to attack the patriotism of anyone who says the light bulb needs to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;3. One to blame Clinton for burning out the light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;4. One to arrange the invasion of a country rumored to have a secret stockpile of light bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;5. One to give a billion dollar no-bid contract to Halliburton for the new light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;6. One to arrange a photograph of Bush, dressed as a janitor, standing on a step ladder under the banner: Light Bulb Change Accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;7. One administration insider to resign and write a book documenting in detail how Bush was literally in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;8. One to viciously smear #7.&lt;br /&gt;9. One surrogate to campaign on TV and at rallies on how George Bush has had a strong light-bulb-changing policy all along.&lt;br /&gt;10. And finally one to confuse Americans about the difference between screwing a light bulb and screwing the country.</content>
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    <title>A Drift Story:</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T11:04:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T11:04:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(An email, as sent to Import Tuner Magazine from AudioEpidemic@hotmail.com regarding prize suspention parts giveaway)&lt;br /&gt;(This all happened many months ago)&lt;br /&gt;     "Ok, so I was doing my usual Pizza Delivery thing and got bored while trying to find the exit of the AT&amp;T parking lot I just finished delivering to. It was raining and I hate shifting in the rain because the rubber on my pedals wore off, but I've gotten the hang of it. As I was weaving through the empty parking lot, frustrated because I have to keep my windows partially rolled down due to the fogginess that the rain brings inside my car, I suddenly started to loose control of the ass of my 86 Nissan 300zx! But for some reason I decided to hit the gas pedal instead of the brake, so what happened? I entered a drift. My old white Z and I were attempting to control the loss of control. I could feel the rear tires loose their traction, I turned the steering wheel the opposite way the car was turning, everything seemed to be in slow motion, my RPM's increased and suddenly the car seemed to stop turning. I was holding the steering wheel almost 1 and a half rotations to the right and in second gear for about 4 seconds while my old Z was doing what it NEVER thought it would do. Then it was over. The car straightened out, I straightened it out, and stopped. How did I know to do that? WHY did I do that? Was I crazy? Was it from all the things I read about DRIFTING and UNDERSTEER in the magazines? Who knows, all I know is I did it without thinking. And for those 4 seconds I was (Like how they say in the movies) free. I wonder if anybody was sitting up at a desk in that lonely building watching me as I accidentally initiated a drift..."</content>
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    <title>BIRTHDAY!</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T00:35:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T00:35:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Love is in Danger</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yea. Its my Birthday. What are you gonna get me?</content>
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    <title>Hey guess what.</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T00:58:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T00:58:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I got a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;A ticket for going straight on a right only.</content>
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    <title>Fuck the Police</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T07:54:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-19T07:54:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'Fuck the Police' by my man Ice Cube.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ever been pulled over by the cops? WELL I HAVE, about 7 or 8 times.&lt;br /&gt;And Im only 18. This is bullshit, BULLFUCKINSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;   First time was cool, it was good, I deserved it:&lt;br /&gt;Me and red saturn raced infront of Amador High, I won.&lt;br /&gt;My prize? A nice fat ticket by a fgt cop. At least I beat that saturns ass.&lt;br /&gt;   Second time: With the Integra, for underlights and loud music at like 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is that shit? There was nobody on the road, and the only people were a couple of kids hanging around Jack in the Box. Wouldnt that jerkass have anything better to do?&lt;br /&gt;   Third time: And last time with the Integra. It wasnt even my fault. Bs because I had a car full of fgts that were jumpin around and yelling when the speed limit dropped suddenly from 45 to 35 and guess who was waiting and following behind me.. The Fuckin Five-O again, made me stare at a green light and follow it to proove I wasnt drunk.. Psh.. Dumbshits..&lt;br /&gt;   Fourth time: Speeding on delivery. WHAT TEH FUCK YOU FUCKING FGT FUCK!? I thought cops were easy on pizza delivery, taxi's and other driving related jobs. BUT NO, once again some Peach-fuzz wac jerkwad had to "Teach the younger generation a lesson".&lt;br /&gt;   Fifth time: I swear to god she slowed down to let me go. Your not supposed to take that left when the opposing traffic have the right away to go straight. SHE STOPPED AND BASICALLY WAVED ME THROUGH. Asshole early morning motorcycle jizz whore.&lt;br /&gt;   Sixth and seventh time: These happened today, so I had to write something.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted some breakfast with alyses family and jesse this morning, but dont get me wrong, this cop said he was and he probably is the coolest cop in town. Pulled me over for speeding at 40 to make a yellow light. I was late for the breakfast. He pulled us over, some shit, waited, second cop arived, patted me down, patted alyse down, patted Jesse down, searched the escort, and then Alyses family pulls up and makes everything 10x more embaressing. The cop said for Alyses MOM to "Come here", not the whole damn family. Somebody get these clowns in check plz? Then he released us about 40 minutes later and said he wasnt going to give me a ticket because I already have some.. Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;   And now.......... Grams tells me theres a neat blue car for sale over by Stoneridge, I go check it out, cop sees my red hood lights, he starts to follow me, I start to get infront of him from the left lane and slow down because I already know hes going to pull me over. He does and asks "Do you know why I pulled... 'Yes I do officer, its because of those lights on my hood right?' Yes thats right". He takes my info, takes his sweet ass time, I can see his newbie ass looking through the book searching for something to do to me, and ive got to tell you, when you know that some inferior driver is searching for something to do you, you get pissed. I get pissed, we chat about the lights. (I cant buy new 'old' windshield wipper fluid nozzles), so my grandma says shes going to call some big dude on the ladder and fight this wac shiz, because this is getting to the point where i cant even drive anymore. I swear if i have to go to court for this im bringing an ass kicking with me. And I didnt even see that blue car. Fuck..</content>
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    <title>1989 Toyota MR2</title>
    <published>2004-03-10T05:06:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-10T05:23:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mindless Self Indulgence - Backmask</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yea so I'm pretty sure I'm going to be getting this awsome new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.autotrader.com/images/2004/2/3/155/278/732086641.155278536.IM1.MAIN.565x421_A.565x377.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All it needs is a little coolness added to it and BAMB, kickass.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is, I need to make my own spoiler. One like "Vertigo 1" from Descent 1 and 2. And maybe add missiles on it like in Descent also. Now THAT would kickass.</content>
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    <title>wtf is this all about?</title>
    <published>2004-02-23T05:46:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-23T05:46:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chocolate milk exploded. ask bob or biz.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">JapboyMH: why you putting my shit in your info?
MUishKOsh: why not?
JapboyMH: you know hwat? your basically starting shit
JapboyMH: but you dont want to meet up right?
MUishKOsh: haha, how so?
MUishKOsh: oh god, here we go again.
JapboyMH: yeah here we go, and look who started it
JapboyMH: putting my shit in your info
MUishKOsh: yep, you
MUishKOsh: wow big fucking deal.
JapboyMH: yeah so let's meet
MUishKOsh: why dont you cry about it
JapboyMH: let's meet
MUishKOsh: lets meet and fuck
MUishKOsh: good game
JapboyMH: come on yo, you can say so much online
JapboyMH: but yet too scared to meet in person
MUishKOsh: mhm
JapboyMH: how lame is that?
MUishKOsh: not scared.
MUishKOsh: waste of time
JapboyMH: right whatever
JapboyMH: but it's not waste of time when u put my shit on your info and start shit right?
JapboyMH: doesnt make sense
MUishKOsh: lets just duke it out to the death.
JapboyMH: unless you wanna meet in person dont start shit
MUishKOsh: great idea
JapboyMH: grow a dick yo
MUishKOsh: i dont want to meet in person because i have no reason. i dont know you, and i dont want to know you. besides, your the one thats starting shit "yo". if i said these things to you, you would be like "OMFG LETS FIGHT, COMON, PUT 'EM UP!"
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MUishKOsh: HAha, idiot.</content>
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    <title>Catch this wave correctly for 100 dollars..</title>
    <published>2004-02-07T08:13:49Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Sounds of knuckle cracking.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Skibba skibba, ewwit ewwit.&lt;br /&gt;I love it when my Speakers throw peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder  how  my Soundsystem feels about you?&lt;br /&gt;I think   where my Subwoofer thinks.&lt;br /&gt;I like    what my Skibba has done with the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love?&lt;br /&gt;            wonder?&lt;br /&gt;            think?&lt;br /&gt;            like?</content>
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    <title>?</title>
    <published>2004-01-16T23:43:59Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Watching Lost Dbz movie.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've got an event for you.&lt;br /&gt;8====|-)</content>
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