tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126781592011-04-21T20:18:36.733-04:00Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12678159.post-1117646084355536652005-06-01T13:09:00.000-04:002005-06-01T13:15:38.703-04:001. you hate chefs<br />2. you hate paintball <br />3. you hate reading boring posts<br />4. you think i dont have a sense of humor<br />5. you dont like my sense of humor<br />6. you have too much time<br />7. you think my bald head has let my intelegence escape my brain<br />8. you think i'm trying to be cute<br />9. because you have too much time on you hands<br />10. becaouse you hate me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12678159-111764608435553665?l=vladmirtherussianterrorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12678159.post-1117040818636924852005-05-25T12:46:00.000-04:002005-05-25T13:06:58.666-04:001. dont base your cooking skills on a 3 year-olds' oppinion.<br />2. and dont base them on Yoda's oppinion.<br />3. chef jokes.<br />4. invitations to cook for a family after my first year in cullinary school.<br />5. people that dont know how to cook.<br />6. if the recipie dosnt work the first time...consult your houshold chef...dont try again, it's too expensive.<br />7. dont cook when your too tired, you could end-up in the E.R.<br />8. keep you cat away from your cooking dishware.<br />9. when cutting tomatoes check periodically to see if you cut off part of you thumb, blood blend in very well with tomatoe juices.<br />10. be sure not to drop your knife on your foot...it hurts.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12678159-111704081863692485?l=vladmirtherussianterrorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12678159.post-1116180085151011752005-05-15T13:52:00.000-04:002005-05-15T14:01:25.156-04:00well, Friday i spent the day with Josh, Matt, Cody, Jamie, and Gabe. this was the most fun i have had all year. I finaly got to go to Doc, never been there before, it was cool. then went to the movies, that was fun too. satyed up till 1:00 am, I never do that. why dont i stay up that late? simple... my parents wont let me. overprotective? no, they just cant get to sleep untill they know we're in bed, so i'm usually asleep at 10:30. but hey God Wills It. Peter's party was cool, worship was great, i think he realy enjoyed himself. enough of my blabering about my week-end. God wills It.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12678159-111618008515101175?l=vladmirtherussianterrorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12678159.post-1115825595659714072005-05-11T11:19:00.000-04:002005-05-11T11:33:15.666-04:00I got a phone call from Pual Smiths College on monday(5/9). Amber ( Paul Smiths director of admissions) she siad she got my highschool transcipt and essay, and was wondering what my SAT scores were...i hadn't taken one. this was one of the things i have been worried about. Yesterday (5/10), my brother answered the phone and said it was Paul Smiths....now i'm thinking right about then that i missed something i needed to do something else. i realized not too long ago that i wasn't nearly ready enough or prepared for seaching for a college, that all this stuff was very last miniute. any how...back to the story...i ansered the phone and to my surprize she said...." I just wanted to congradulate you on your acceptance into Paul Smiths"...was i happy to hear that! I am accepted! i'm so happy! now where are those gosh darn smileys....i could realy use a few right now.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12678159-111582559565971407?l=vladmirtherussianterrorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12678159.post-1115595091842462322005-05-08T19:25:00.000-04:002005-05-08T19:31:31.856-04:00Unfortunately I dont have anything deep to say... i wish i did, but I dont. I'd write a poem like Jason did... but i'm not a good writer. and i dont need to write in this blog about how much i love her. i dont need to call her, because she lives right here. Happy Mother's day to all those mothers that read this post.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12678159-111559509184246232?l=vladmirtherussianterrorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12678159.post-1115320538691572772005-05-05T18:15:00.000-04:002005-05-05T15:15:38.696-04:00It was 3 years ago when i had decided toshave my head for CFA's Poduction of Pirates of Penzance. With Mrs. Sinclair's approval i had gone hame to come back eith a Shaven head the very next week. to everones supprize i was to be the bald pirate with an eye patch. ever scince the i had shaved my head on a by-daily bassis. it has been three years till someone has finaly followed in my footsteps and has become the brother of the bald headed freak ( that is freak for Jesus) the name to which gives me joy, the name that all shall reveer (as o comic at least), Jason....you bring tears to my eyes..i'm so proud.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12678159-111532053869157277?l=vladmirtherussianterrorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vladmirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01868197715798986823noreply@blogger.com3