<?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-1665661699571690436</id><updated>2012-01-30T06:01:51.679-08:00</updated><category term='Tenth Doctor'/><category term='Rodimus Prime'/><category term='A-Boys'/><category term='Cobra'/><category term='Sgt. 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Joe'/><category term='The Spirit'/><category term='The Strain'/><category term='Amanda Tiaoqui'/><category term='Jack Shepherd'/><category term='Fallen'/><category term='One-Liners'/><category term='Odette Yustman'/><category term='Amanda'/><category term='Stupidity'/><category term='Mario'/><category term='Hot Rod'/><category term='Dr. Horrible&apos;s Sing-Along Blog'/><category term='Bel-Air'/><category term='Black Knight'/><category term='Stolen'/><category term='roaches'/><title type='text'>Make Mine Jeri</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>499</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-9161089356600024005</id><published>2012-01-29T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T05:34:57.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Wish List in January</title><content type='html'>So, every Christmas at our family get together, we usually have a Christmas exchange gift. Before the dinner/lunch, we secretly pick who it is we're supposed to be giving a gift to for Christmas. Then, after the eating and the picture-taking, we go open our presents and try to guess who gave us our gifts and basically have a good time searching for hints and tells on each other's faces. This is split into two categories: Adults (Parents, titos and titas) and Kids (My cousins and I). Last December, many of us asked for money or gift certificates (including myself). Well, after we had finished with it, one of my titas said that next year, we wouldn't be allowed to ask for money or gift certificates anymore, to make it more fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, I get to do one of my most favorite things in the world, making lists. Below is the list of things I could ask for, next Christmas. Why do this now? Because in recent years, I've come up with things I've wanted but forgotten to ask for. I don't want to forget this year. Haha. And because, like I said, I like making lists. Time to get crackin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Half Baked flavor ice cream&lt;br /&gt;2. A bowtie&lt;br /&gt;3. The Back to the Future trilogy DVD box set&lt;br /&gt;4. ...&lt;br /&gt;5. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw hell, I'll finish this list some other time. Honestly, the only reason I'm posting this is because I remembered how I hid a a pint of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Half Baked in the freezer of the grocery earlier today. I hid it, because I didn't want to spend on it yet, since I'm trying to save, and that thing is hella expensive. So very expensive. I haven't had some in a while but I also have a cold so I don't think I'd be able to enjoy it as much. Maybe next time. Or someone else could spend on it for me, next Christmas. Haha. So this is just me, acting out on that. You are welcome. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-9161089356600024005?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/9161089356600024005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=9161089356600024005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9161089356600024005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9161089356600024005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-wish-list-in-january.html' title='The Christmas Wish List in January'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-54622056071297345</id><published>2012-01-20T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:26:12.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Draw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I could draw, I'd draw you a picture of our future together, sixty years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd draw us old and wrinkly, sitting on a couch surrounded by our children and grandchildren. Family photo-style, with everyone looking their best, the young ones itching to breakaway from the stillness and continue with their playing. It is, after all, a big house with sliding doors and spacious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salas&lt;/span&gt; and a garden covered in inviting green grass, perfect for seven-year olds to play on. A classical family home with modern amenities and furnishings. Two cars and in the garage (older models but in good condition) and a porch with a swing. There would be a table of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sisig&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paella&lt;/span&gt; and other food somewhere in the background, since we'd be celebrating an anniversary or holiday (I haven't decided yet). You know I'd have to draw the food &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt;, complete with those squiggly lines rising from the dishes for added effect. The pudgiest of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apos&lt;/span&gt; will be so intently focused on the food and will be closest to that table. He's so adorably mischievous. Scattered throughout would be pictures of you and me: on our wedding night, our eldest's college graduation, our youngest grandchild's first birthday -- you know, just the important events. Like the one I'm trying to capture now. Of course, before finishing the picture, I'd make sure I got all our faces right. (The youngest, a wee baby, delighted by the flashing light, will  be the hardest to draw because I have to capture her glee and  astonishment.) Cheerful, smiling and content.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Especially, yours and mine. Old and wrinkly and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be a beautiful picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, if only I could draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-54622056071297345?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/54622056071297345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=54622056071297345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/54622056071297345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/54622056071297345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-i-could-draw.html' title='If I Could Draw'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1626837488077717981</id><published>2012-01-17T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:32:57.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows and Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remembering the past is always bittersweet. You're sad because it's over but happy because it happened. The thing they forget to mention about reminiscing about the good old days? It sucks when you know it won't ever happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point, whenever my mind wanders down memory lane (as it is wont to do), and it finds its way to the memories surrounding basketball, a small smile struggles to form on my face. There are a lot of good, even great memories of me playing basketball, from years of playing the game that I love. Enough highlights to last me at least an hour's worth of conversation, I would say. But as these blurry images become clearer and more focused in my mind's eye, they just as quickly vanish, like shutting off the television. Because it pains me to remember what I used to be able to do and realize that in my current state, I can't do those things anymore. It is a defeat more crushing than any of the losses I've endured. So final, so damning. I didn't stop being good; I let myself go. I am not the player I once used to be, a shadow of my former self. (And who I was before wasn't even that good as I have led you to believe, what more now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are at the point in the movie where our protagonist has fallen and seemingly cannot get up. Whatever obstacles are blocking his way are there to stay. That is, until our hero decides that they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the comeback. This is the uphill climb. Cue the music, it's time for the training montage. For my own sake, I gotta get back up there. I gotta give it one more try. I've got to, because ever since six months ago, I've got more at stake. Simply put, this is the time of my life where I have to be the best that I can be. I'm in the prime of my life, wasting it would be a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the promise. This is where I gamble and bet on me. This is where I tell you, and begin to show you. This is where I get my Druid on. (For everyone who won't get that reference, read Marvel Comics' Secret Warriors by Jonathan Hickman, you won't be disappointed.) It's in writing now, on the internet, I'm not taking this back. Hear that internet? I'm making a promise and I'm writing it on you. You know I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting this all here so that I can look at it everyday and remind myself that I need to do this. So that if I fail, I know where to look to get back at it again. And so that when I succeed, I'll know when and where it all began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this, I've already worked out tonight. Let's keep it up. Everyone loves a good comeback story, right? Cheer for me internet. It's time to put on a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1626837488077717981?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1626837488077717981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1626837488077717981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1626837488077717981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1626837488077717981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/shadows-and-promises.html' title='Shadows and Promises'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4865775434790913840</id><published>2012-01-17T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T06:29:52.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>I now understand why my life had to play out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear to me now that this was all part of the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could not have happened any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4865775434790913840?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4865775434790913840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4865775434790913840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4865775434790913840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4865775434790913840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7367740134861293627</id><published>2012-01-16T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:31:46.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comicbook Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I picked up my stack of comics the other day. Here's what I thought about 'em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secret Avengers #20 &amp;amp; #21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Warren Ellis series of one-shots on the book concludes with a bang! Since taking over the book back in issue #16, Ellis has told six stand-alone stories that have seen the team take on various threats such as killer trucks, otherworldly dangerous minerals and plain old monsters. The neat trick Ellis and his all-star collaborators (artists for the last two issues were Alex Maleev and Stuart Immonen, respectively) have pulled is that they've infused a great deal of action and heart into as compact a space as possible. There's no room for error for the Avengers black ops division nor the creators and they both succeed at it.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment (#20): The Black Widow mourns the death of one of the allies she picks up along her time-displaced journey.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment (#21): Steve Rogers turning away and letting his colleagues begin torturing the suspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Panther The Most Dangerous Man Alive #527 and #528&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words: T'Challa is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment (#527): Luke Cage and Falcon joining the fight.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment (#528): "Check and mate. Now we take Shadowland and destroy Wilson Fisk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Comics Spider-Man #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Miles Morales. Making Spider-Man a legacy hero was a great idea, and Miles is showing us why. Great book. Miles' best friend Ganke is the secret weapon of this comic. Every panel with him is gold. Solid writing and fantastic art make for a very good, very poignant read. What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: "You're officially Spider-Man." Gets me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Comics Ultimates #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue features almost no action whatsoever, which is a welcome change of pace from the blitz of violence and mayhem the first four issues gave us. However, the way we got to this point is a little strange because it feels like the Ultimate shouldn't be taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Nick Fury finds Captain America and asks him to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncanny X-Men #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is the professional X-Men book. Not saying the others aren't of that standard, but Uncanny X-Men is the book you want to read for straight up X-Men taking on world-class threats action. The cover is a bit misleading though and the way it ends is too abrupt (especially since it isn't touched on much in the next issue) but I suspect rereading the entire three-part story will yield a much richer reading experience.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: "Welcome to the danger room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncanny X-Men #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a review for this issue that was overflowing with praise. I don't necessarily disagree but I was hoping for more with this stand-alone tale. Had less screen time been devoted to the enemy and more of it given to the X-Men (their scenes, I found to be excellent), I think I would have liked this a whole lot more. Enjoyable read though, nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: "I don't need the power, I want it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avengers #20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue was just alright. In the wake of Norman Osborn's accusations, the team splits up to look for him and as each team investigates a particular location, they don't find Osborn but they do find trouble. Mostly set-up here but at least the action is starting. The art's not that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Captain America being visibly annoyed and troubled by the sudden turn of events as the media have turned on the Avengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Avengers #20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I loved this issue of New Avengers. In fact, I think this might be one of my favorite issues of the series ever. It's certainly one of Brian Bendis' "fight" issues. To me, every quip was spot-on, the choreography was engaging and made sense, and the conclusion actually had me looking forward to the next issue.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment (tie): The last page reveal that the fight isn't over yet. + Norman Osborn throwing Luke Cage into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daredevil #7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, after the brilliant first six issues (which I did not pick up initially), this issue was a bit of letdown. The high-octane adventure from the previous arc has taken a break and we have a stand-alone holiday tale. Bummer right? With what the creative team has accomplished with this series, a "letdown" is still pretty damn good. Crisp writing and stunning art are the norm for this book and that is still on fully display here. In the hands of the magnificent Mark Waid and the legendary Paolo Rivera, this issue is another worthy addition to what is being called one of the greatest Daredevil runs (if not all of comicdom) ever.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Daredevil is saved by the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Journey Into Mystery #633&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very cute, very scary book. Like a fiarytale but without the cuddly animals and more evil fear gods. I love it. Kid Loki is the best new character of 2011 and 2012 looks to be even better for our little god of mischief.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment (tie): The recap page and the diner/milkshake scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scarlet Spider #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the emo-Spider-Man book and I have to say, it's just alright so far. I'll need to see Kaine in action as the Scarlet Spider first but I put this comic on my pull-list because I was hoping it would be starring Ben Reilly. Kaine's going to have to win me over.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Kaine swinging through Houston for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolverine and The X-Men #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as close to "family-friendly fun" as the X-men can get. That's the best way I can describe writer Jason Aaron and artist Chris Bachalo's opening arc. The school is attacked by evil kids, the adults prove helpless to stop it, the good kids strike back, they put an end to all the violence and no one dies. This is clearly not Uncanny X-Men. The Schism has really taken effect and its a good change of pace to the all gloom and doom, all the time period before the split.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Everyone ignoring Quentin Quire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolverine and The X-Men #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solid book by all involved. After the big opening arc, this issue brilliantly mixes character development and "downtime" effortlessly. The students and faculty all get a chance to shine in the context of just another day at school. The glimpse into the future, with the older versions of the student body was great too.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Quentin Quire, Idie, Kid Gladiator and Broo as the future X-Men (along with Krakoa and Deathlok) with Genesis having become Apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing Spider-Man #676&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full issue dedicated to the Sinister Six? I went into this book thinking I'd hate it but after reading it, I have to say, I'm pleased to be wrong. In fact, this has convinced me that there needs to be a Sinister Six on-going or mini. Spider-Man's rogues gallery is as fun and complex as the hero they all hate and are worthy of our attention. Can't wait for The Ends of the Earth later this year that focuses on these guys again.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Sandman and Wizard are about to join forces and go their own way when Doc Ock sends the latter into space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing Spider-Man #677&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part one of the crossover with Daredevil featuring Black Cat. Good start, but I'll be able to judge this better when I get part two.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Spider-Man trying to be cool in front of Black Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annihilators: Earthfall #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space has been the staging ground for some of the best stories Marvel has put out over these past few years. With Annihilators: Earthfall, some of that action has spilled to earth, necessitating a team-up with Earth's Mightiest. This last issue of the mini was the best, but honestly, that's not saying much. Right from the get go, bringing in the Avengers, whom we know are having their own adventures essentially kills all the suspense, because you know nothing so huge is going to happen to upset their status quo. The art hasn't helped either. DnA have churned out better stories so I was expecting a lot more. I think one of the main reasons this mini didn't excite me in the first place was the choice of which space heroes would be interacting with the Avengers. The Annihilators haven't clicked with me outside of their first appearance in The Thanos Imperative. I think I would have been way more excited for this if the Guardians of the Galaxy involved in this, since the quirky group would be more interesting to juxtapose to the Avengers. Plus, that group was way more fun. The back-up Rocket Raccoon and Groot story had great art and a decent enough hook for me to enjoy it more than the main story.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Quasar to Captain America: "I am the line."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Defenders #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving this book. Loving the Dodsons' art, loving the cast, loving the writing. This is a very fun book. Can't wait for the next issue.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment/scene: Everything inside the cage. Iron Fist being useless, irritable Namor, creepy Doctor Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FF #13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the art could be better but all in all, I like this book. The Future Foundation's kids are worthy of their own series. Also, Doom.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: "Because...I am Doom. Destroyer of worlds...What gods dare stand against me?" (So awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantastic Four #601&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Storm is back and it feels like this book is firing on all cylinders. Turning the Human Torch into the Annihilation Wave's leader? Brilliant. Can't wait for the next issue.&lt;br /&gt;Best moments: Johnny lighting the sky with the Fantastic Four signal once again, Ben telling the Kree sentries what time it is, Kal Blackbane referring to Johnny as their leader, "I have my own..." This book is pure awesome. (Jonathan Hickman is steadily becoming my favorite writer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avengers Annual #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually very disappointed with this one. For an annual, there was too little action and too many talking heads scenes (as is typical for Brian Michael Bendis' poorer efforts). I wish we knew what was up with Simon though.&lt;br /&gt;Best moment: Wonderman seemingly disappearing from his energy bubble confinement cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7367740134861293627?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7367740134861293627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7367740134861293627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7367740134861293627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7367740134861293627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/comicbook-post.html' title='The Comicbook Post'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2206919217191727303</id><published>2012-01-12T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:26:19.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s Cheesburger'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzF4fKk5j9A/TMEv44JZD0I/AAAAAAAADsk/4e7AtETt11k/s640/mcdo_cheeseburger640x369.jpg"&gt;The McDonald's Cheeseburger.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnificence on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you argue against it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy, tasty and flavorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affordable and light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I can just imagine eating one now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding it in your hand you notice the bread first. Firm, yet soft, and at the right temperature for proper handling. The first bite is like saying 'hello' to a friend or lover. It's so familiar and warm and reminds you of all the good times you've shared. The next bite comes a little quicker, more eager. The juices coat your tongue and your senses are flooded with salty, meaty goodness. Your next few bites are spaced out, trying to make the sandwich last. Right about this time, you're tasting the pickle, ketchup and onions. Quirky characteristics that set it apart from the rest that others try to replicate either too greedily or too meekly. At this point, the burger has almost been completely devoured - we haven't even gotten to the cheese yet! A smooth, slightly melted sheath of cheese goes a long way on top of the patty. It's such a thin slice, contributing only a fraction to the sandwich's total weight but its presence is so vital and important to its overall success. After all, it is half of the name! And before you know it, you're down to the last bite and have to say good bye. Mournfully, you pick up the remains between your thumb and index finger and unceremoniously deliver it into your mouth. Finished, time to go. All good things must come to an end and yet, you aren't left with a heavy, burdened feeling. Instead, satisfaction and a longing for more, the way any good meal should go. The perfect food indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time the discussion goes to the best food anyone's ever had, and your friends start throwing out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;foie gras&lt;/span&gt;, lobster and truffles (all great too), why not let them in on the secret and present to them your case for the cheeseburger. If they still aren't convinced, hey, that means there's more to go around for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2206919217191727303?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2206919217191727303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2206919217191727303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2206919217191727303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2206919217191727303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfect-food.html' title='The Perfect Food'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2908828047516205161</id><published>2012-01-09T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T03:44:14.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>So this blog of mine hasn't seen a new post in almost a year. Clearly, this journal has seen better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't likely that I'll ever go back to those 3-posts-a-day times, not with Twitter around. However, like my girlfriend (Hee, this is the first time I'm going to mention here, hi babe! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So kilig.&lt;/span&gt;) has promised to update hers once a week so I'm going to try and match her output.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, big change, I've found someone. She's awesome. It really feels like we're meant to be...OKAY, I'll stop there before I turn off the two people still reading this (Like, I ever had any readers). Basta, it's been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still read comicbooks. I still don't have enough money to buy all the comicbooks I want. Hasn't stopped me from buying as much as I do, unfortunately. There really is something special about holding a good comic in your hands, flipping through the pages excitedly and getting struck by a profoundly awesome line or panel. All I really look for in a comic is a moment, something I can latch on to, something that I can look back on and smile about because it happened. I know, I'm romanticizing the medium. But I love comicbooks so how could I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now I guess. I promise to post more because I miss writing like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To new beginnings. Excelsior!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2908828047516205161?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2908828047516205161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2908828047516205161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2908828047516205161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2908828047516205161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2012/01/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6504305384084163791</id><published>2011-03-05T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:33:01.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Down, Down in an Earlier Round</title><content type='html'>This is my attempt at defying the fantasy basketball gods. Reverse-jinxing their hoodoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because right now, I honestly do not believe my fantasy team is going to win me a 'chip. Yes, right now, is just over a week until the first round of the fantasy head-to-head playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, Al Jefferson is playing out of his mind, Greg Monroe is beastin' and Beno is balling muy bien you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Captain Jack is hurt and out indefinitely and his backcourt mate D.J. Augustin has been in a slump since December. Lamar Odom, Andray Blatche and Steph Curry have all been inconsistent as of late. Relying on big games from Serge Ibaka and Tony Allen is a HUGE risk and Andrea Bargnani an even huger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't make me feel too excited about my chances when the real games are played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6504305384084163791?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6504305384084163791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6504305384084163791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6504305384084163791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6504305384084163791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-down-down-in-earlier-round.html' title='Going Down, Down in an Earlier Round'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5008438632175876748</id><published>2011-03-04T04:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T04:48:47.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Or That</title><content type='html'>This is a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is here, and then gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fleeting, but forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never seems to amazes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all we really have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not this. It never is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5008438632175876748?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5008438632175876748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5008438632175876748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5008438632175876748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5008438632175876748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-or-that.html' title='This Or That'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2567244453179833128</id><published>2011-02-13T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T05:54:06.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cityville'/><title type='text'>Add Coins &amp; Cash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I've started playing &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=291549705119"&gt;Cityville&lt;/a&gt; a lot lately. I wouldn't know where else you can play it and as far as I know, you play it on Facebook. It's a lot like Sim City or so they say since I've never actually played City (I played Sim Town back in the day). You basically create a town from scratch putting up houses, businesses and such, raising your population, earning coins (which are entirely different from cash apparently) and inexplicably worrying too much about harvesting carrots and corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people are big fans of these kinds of apps, but this and that one Poker game are the only apps I've ever played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point? It is actually, sorta kinda fun. Wanting to increase your XP and complete goals and yes, harvest strawberries and eggplants is relatively challenging and somehow gets my competitive juices going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah hey, become my neighbor and become part of my staff willya? I can't raise my population fast enough if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2567244453179833128?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2567244453179833128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2567244453179833128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2567244453179833128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2567244453179833128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/02/add-coins-cash.html' title='Add Coins &amp; Cash!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-359562017080642927</id><published>2011-01-24T05:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T06:41:27.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy Blue'/><title type='text'>Verb-Noun-For-Reason Part 1: Read Fables for Boy Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I came up with this impeccable idea a minute ago, which is a stroke of genius if I say so myself (or not). Regardless of the length of time and amount of effort I put into the genesis of this idea, when it is all said and done, I think this might just kick-start my blogging career. See, I've been trying to come up with my own schtick, a real reason for me to actively and diligently blog and I think I've found it. Instead of doing like a movie-review blog or whatever, which I never seem able to fully commit to, I've decided to expand on my micro-blogging a.k.a. my Twitter-ing (follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ultimatejeri"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and basically annoy you all more efficiently and effectively with what really amounts to longer Twitter updates. See, Twitter's inherent weakness (being too short) has trumped its inherent strength (ease) in a good way. If that makes sense. Basically, in an effort to convince you of their awesomeness, I'm going to be able to give longer answers as to why you too should like the things I like and deem awesome all. Get it? Aw, to hell with it. Let's just get this show started. Ladies and gents (like there is a plural amount of people reading this...), I welcome you to the first edition of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verb-Noun-For-Reason&lt;/span&gt; (Catchy title, right?) or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VNFR&lt;/span&gt; for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Read Fables for Boy Blue&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fables is a comicbook series published by Vertigo written by Bill Willingham and drawn (mostly) by Mark Buckingham about classic fairytale characters or "Fables" such as The Big Bad Wolf, Snow White, Prince Charming and many more, if they weren't just make believe and were actually alive and real, existing in our "mundane" world. The book mixes its curious premise with an engaging story and really strong character work, not to mention all those pretty pictures to create a wildly entertaining read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few years, Fables has seen its fanbase grow larger and larger all the while maintaining the respect of many in the industry. It's definitely one of the best books out there today and has just recently passed the century-mark (100 issues). So why should &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; read it? Two words: Boy Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the children's nursery rhyme Little Boy Blue, this Fable might be small in frame and stature but through the course of the series, you discover how frickin' fantastic he actually is. Though you first meet Blue as the seemingly meek clerk of Fabletown's offices, he is also a war hero (even if he wishes he wasn't), is handy with a (Vorpal) sword - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SNICKER-SNACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - and is a gifted musician as well. He is one of the series' lead characters and has a hefty share of amazing adventures and stories, making him one of, if not the most popular, characters in the series. The problem for our dear hero? The guy has no luck with the ladies. Boy Blue is THE unrequited romantic. He is passionate, caring and kind, but fails when it comes to love and relationships simply because of bad luck and poor timing. Whether it's accidentally leaving behind Red Riding Hood as he escaped from the evil forces of the Adversary or acting too late to make known his true feelings for Rose Red (Oh yeah, Blue's got a thing for Red's), there is always something to derail a potentially spectacular relationship. How can you not feel bad for the guy? Sure, you may idolize him for rocking a bitchin' Witching Cloak, single-handedly infiltrating the enemy's capitol and having a higher kill count than most Fables but because he gets his heart broken more often than not, the guy is instantly relatable. And if there's one thing audiences love, it's the upstanding, capable and noble young lad who just can't land the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essential Boy Blue stories:&lt;br /&gt;Fables vol. 4: March of the Wooden Soldiers,&lt;br /&gt;Fables vol. 6: Homelands&lt;br /&gt;Fables vol. 11: War and Pieces&lt;br /&gt;Fables vol. 12: The Dark Ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-359562017080642927?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/359562017080642927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=359562017080642927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/359562017080642927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/359562017080642927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/01/verb-noun-for-reason-part-1-read-fables.html' title='Verb-Noun-For-Reason Part 1: Read Fables for Boy Blue'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5626426495210900049</id><published>2011-01-18T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T07:07:51.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Elephant in the Room</title><content type='html'>It's normal, it's bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get cocky, it's a risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because at this point, I'm sick and tired of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end I realize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting yourself out there...It's awkward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5626426495210900049?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5626426495210900049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5626426495210900049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5626426495210900049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5626426495210900049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/01/elephant-in-room.html' title='The Elephant in the Room'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7978565081648099928</id><published>2011-01-11T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T06:49:34.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paper Trail Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The world runs on tons and tons of paper for some reason. Sure, you need manpower, electricity and fossil fuels to make it all work but from what I've discovered, paper is the driving force of every single action on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much paper is wasted everyday and it's terrifying that we as a society cannot see it. Do we really need six copies of that document and a reprint of this document because of one missing punctuation mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a ginormous waste of resources. And it is very, very disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just underscores the fact that we have learned how to become worse human beings. Simple decisions and actions have all been made more complex in the name of "evolution." Eating up our natural resources cannot be the lasting mark of civilization. We have to figure out a way to abolish these practices because, simply put, WE'RE DOING IT WRONG. It does not have to be this complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "corporate life." Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7978565081648099928?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7978565081648099928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7978565081648099928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7978565081648099928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7978565081648099928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/01/paper-trail-rant.html' title='The Paper Trail Rant'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1431538674031087893</id><published>2011-01-08T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T06:33:49.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliant Ideas</title><content type='html'>It's never a good idea. Say it with me now: It. Is. Never. A. Good. Idea. In fact, it's the &lt;u&gt;worst&lt;/u&gt; idea. You never learn do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember tonight please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1431538674031087893?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1431538674031087893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1431538674031087893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1431538674031087893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1431538674031087893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/01/brilliant-ideas.html' title='Brilliant Ideas'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-521911086809051622</id><published>2011-01-07T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T04:02:58.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winnie The Pooh'/><title type='text'>The 2011 Movie I CAN'T WAIT to See</title><content type='html'>It's not Cap or Thor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not Deathly Hallows 2 either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, Battle: Los Angeles, Transformers: Dark of the Moon, Take Me Home Tonight, Super 8, Apollo 18, Vanishing on 7th Street, Green Lantern, X-Men: First Class or Cowboys &amp;amp; Aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QbFz--GCkOM&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY HUNDRED ACRE WOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Winnie The Pooh movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is this year's Toy Story 3, but with more nostalgia. No one not loves, Pooh Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely cannot wait for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-521911086809051622?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/521911086809051622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=521911086809051622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/521911086809051622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/521911086809051622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-movie-i-cant-wait-to-see.html' title='The 2011 Movie I CAN&apos;T WAIT to See'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-917118100857846612</id><published>2010-12-27T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:13:09.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Come and Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Holidays everyone! Did everyone have a good Christmas? I hope you all had good food to eat, great company to spend time with a loads of gifts and presents. Lots of things to talk about this time so let's get right to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Christmas this year was great. Sure, I spent Christmas Eve in MakatiMed (which has changed so much by golly) since my grandmother was sick and had to be confined, but hey, it was something different. I'm worried though that this is becoming a thing, since last year, it was my dad who was at the hospital for Christmas with the most intense toothache in the history of the world. I remember how he look so pained that night. It was horrible. Luckily, my Lola found the strength to soldier on (Thank you Jesus!) and after some shopping in Power Plant, she's all better now. Plus, my Tita got me these cute set of socks. They're Pacman-themed so it's pretty boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Christmas with the Favises was pretty awesome as always. The food was great, it was nice to get to know my little nieces better and Secret Santa was fun too. We left earlier than most and I wish I got to spend more time with them but hey, that's what next year is for. My one superwish though is that we finally get to have a COMPLETE Favis Christmas with everyone. That's something that's eluded the family for a while now. Here's to hoping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comicbooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to put it simply, I bought a shitload of comicbooks this year. I got a lot of TPB's and hardcovers. Ultimate Spider-Man, Fables, Jonathan Hickman books, The Korvac Saga, it was a good haul. Having a stable salary does have its benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doctor Who A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Doctor Who Christmas special was the first for the Eleventh Doctor and the gang and it was pretty great. Some of the twists and turns were kinda predictable, but during Christmas, predictable is exactly what you need. Michael Gambon was a fantastic foil/ally and Matt Smith was great as usual. The lack of Karen Gillan was a little disappointing though but judging by the teaser trailer for next series, we'll be seeing a lot of Amy Pond in the next season. Speaking of the teaser for series 6 at the end of the episode, it was chock-full of spoiler-y, Doctor-y goodness and I seriously cannot wait for all of it to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A-Boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Junsi Agas for hosting this year's A-Boys Christmas get together. Personally, this was one of the better gatherings. It was great to see everyone again and to catch-up, and join in on the customary shenanigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished watching The Town and what a great movie it is! Again, it was sorta predictable in a way, but the characters felt so fleshed out that you came to care for them that watching the tragedy unfold was pretty exciting. The movie clocked in at almost two hours but I felt like we needed more. Not to say the movie was lacking, jbut ust because I wanted to see more of Jeremy Renner's character. All in all though, fantastic flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whew. I'm spent. Again, Happy Holidays everyone and I hope everyone's ready for the New Year. Can you believe it? 2010's already over! 2011 here we come! Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-917118100857846612?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/917118100857846612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=917118100857846612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/917118100857846612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/917118100857846612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-come-and-gone.html' title='Christmas Come and Gone'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6220395850387987278</id><published>2010-12-23T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T07:22:08.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Hell Week</title><content type='html'>My fantasy team (the most important one) is currently down 0-8 this week in a 9-cat league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert Arenas and Andray Blatche have not responded to the recent trade quite as well as I hoped they would, Steph Curry is still hurt and some of my other players have just quite simply been sucking it up. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas this year, I wish for a magical turnaround. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6220395850387987278?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6220395850387987278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6220395850387987278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6220395850387987278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6220395850387987278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/12/hell-week.html' title='Hell Week'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4425995461186147356</id><published>2010-12-16T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T04:24:25.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Sick</title><content type='html'>Sore throat sucks. You can't talk, you can't crack a joke, you can't laugh properly, you can't sing Daniel Bedingfield's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntAlhciRb_4"&gt;If You're Not The One&lt;/a&gt;, you can't tease people about their love lives, I mean, I've got to find some way of amusing myself at work and I use my mouth for like 90% of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie to you, sitting here in front of the computer is probably making it worse, but I need to be here, trust me. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's Friday tomorrow so there's no work and I'll get to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot! My buddy Lex is back from Singapore. He'll be here for the holidays and I'm looking forward to seeing him. Welcome back PB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4425995461186147356?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4425995461186147356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4425995461186147356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4425995461186147356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4425995461186147356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-sick.html' title='I Am Sick'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1421999581083406843</id><published>2010-12-15T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:32:58.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye and a Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems as if every time I try to get this thing going again, I end up with a four-posts-in-one-day type blitz and then no-show for a month. Well, I'm here, promising, that I actually follow-through and start blogging for real again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micro-blogging, so convenient and easy, has completely eradicated the "need" for one-word/one-sentence entries, thus making it necessary that each post be substantial, purposeful and wordy. Which, for a young bloke like me who comes home from work semi-tired and only thinking of whether or not Andray Blatche actually gave a damn today and got some rebounds and blocks, pushes "real blogging" off of my to-do list. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It just takes too damn long to blog. The internet beckons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on this, the 15th day of December, 2010, I declare that Jeri Favis starts blogging again. Why? Because I must. Because it is just. Because damn it, you need to take me seriously as a writer. And because a guy like me who loves comicbooks, basketball and the NBA, pop music, works for a bank and LOVES to eat needs to be able to tell the world about, or risk annoying and eventually losing another follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1421999581083406843?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1421999581083406843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1421999581083406843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1421999581083406843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1421999581083406843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-goodbye-and-promise.html' title='Hello, Goodbye and a Promise'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7987297984226026734</id><published>2010-09-27T08:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T08:36:47.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Gillan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleventh Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Doctor'/><title type='text'>When Life Imitates Art - Doctor Who Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are a fan of Sci-Fi and of good stories in whatever medium in general, you should check out the website &lt;a href="http://io9.com/"&gt;io9&lt;/a&gt; and its Morning Spoilers feature (here's the link for the one &lt;a href="http://io9.com/5648524/steve-rogers-and-peggy-carter-on-the-set-of-captain-america-plus-why-youll-like-green-lanterns-frenemy-sinestro"&gt;today&lt;/a&gt;). In it, they provide the latest scoop about your favorite TV shows and movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I bring this up is because the point of this post comes from their latest bit of Doctor Who news by way of &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ukpress/article/ALeqM5gNQPE0Mp0pyaxELyeY0KqiJLdRiw"&gt;The Press Association&lt;/a&gt;. It's actually a quote from series star Matt Smith, who plays the Eleventh Doctor, regarding his co-star, the lovely Karen Gillan, who plays the Doctor's companion, Amy Pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"She can't die, Amy Pond can't die. No way, I'd be sad. I'd miss Karen. I  just think for this particular Doctor, his bond with Amy, I think  there's a lot more mileage in it yet. I think there's a long way to go.  So I can't see it happening any time soon. Don't worry, I won't let it  happen - I'll save her, I'll save the day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't worry, I won't let it  happen - I'll save her, I'll save the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans of the show know how awesome this bit of news sounds and it basically underscores the fact that Smith is perfect for the role.  That last line especially, sounds exactly like something the good Doctor himself would say. Suffice it to say, he's been taking notes and has got the role down pat and all Who fans should love him for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live The Doctor and Amy Pond! Long live Matt and Karen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7987297984226026734?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7987297984226026734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7987297984226026734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7987297984226026734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7987297984226026734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-life-imitates-art-doctor-who-style.html' title='When Life Imitates Art - Doctor Who Style'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2601100361264705229</id><published>2010-09-20T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T08:36:12.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeri Favis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo: Reach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guillermo Del Toro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Hogan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenge of the Fallen'/><title type='text'>A Few Things...(Also: Spoiler Alert!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;So I picked up Halo: Reach over the weekend...AND IT IS EFFING AWESOME. I've only played it once and put it down after I finished the fourth level but I've seen enough of it to know it's going to go down as one of the greatest Xbox 360 games ever, let alone the best of the Halo franchise. I love how all the weapons are more effective than they were in Halo 3, how the Elites are so hard to properly take down and the gameplay is just sharper than it's ever been. Suffice it to say, the game is as impressive and awesome as they said it would be. I peeked a little at the 5th mission, and if the opening cinematic is any indication, I'm in for an all-out battle with the Covenant on Reach's harsh terrain. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;On the same day I picked up Halo: Reach, I also got myself a copy of the second part of The Strain Trilogy, The Fall by authors Guillermo Del Toro and Chuck Hogan. The paperback edition is only some three hundred pages so I'm trying not to rush through it (which I am failing to do since despite my busy schedule, I'm more than halfway through). Despite the fact that, since it's the middle book and you got the exposition and set-up in the first, so with this one, it immediately jumps into the action, I'm finding it moving a little slow. I love the book and all, don't get me wrong, and some of the developments have been interesting, explosive and down right sadistic so I think I'll talk about it all after I finish the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;Got my NBI clearance today (Monday, September 20, 2010) and even if it seemed like a million miles away (N.B. Monumento is VERY FAR from Makati), the process of getting myself cleared was pretty easy. Same with getting my police clearance and cedula. Snaps for the Philippine government!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;I still have a lot of requirements to finish so I hope I didn't jinx it with that last one haha. *Knocks on wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;Allow me, for one moment, to pour out my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how, despite understanding that it's okay to be single and that I have tons of friends who love me (or at least like me a lot...or well, tolerate me) blah blah blah, I still feel alone and well, lonely. Like, just an hour ago when I desperately just wanted to talk to someone and I realized I couldn't, (and more importantly in this case, shouldn't), I just felt defeated and lost. It's a crap feeling I go through every now and then and it never fails to bring me down. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Tomorrow, I continue my quest to accomplish all of my pre-employment requirements. Here's to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;Castle, Supernatural, Smallville, Glee and whole mess of shows start this week. What bad timing I have, to finally get a job when all my favorite television shows begin their new seasons. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that's it for now. Hope this is a good week for everyone. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2601100361264705229?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2601100361264705229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2601100361264705229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2601100361264705229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2601100361264705229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-thingsalso-spoiler-alert.html' title='A Few Things...(Also: Spoiler Alert!)'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5468455431346574901</id><published>2010-09-15T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T22:41:23.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Decision III: The Jeri Job Hunt</title><content type='html'>To complete the trilogy about the three most important decisions in Earth's history (to refresh your memory, the first was LeBron's, the next was Anthony Tolliver's), I have decided to take my talents to Metrobank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am going to work at a bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or well, I'm supposed to start on October First but knowing how my life works, something bad's going to happen before then and I'll never make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers (or am I?)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lex, if you are reading this, IHAVEAJOB! Hahahahaha. Looks like we can't hang out everyday when you come back. :( Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will this affect me? Will I able to jell with my officemates and bring home a championship? Will other legends criticize me for choosing to go to Metrobank? Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5468455431346574901?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5468455431346574901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5468455431346574901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5468455431346574901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5468455431346574901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/decision-iii-jeri-job-hunt.html' title='The Decision III: The Jeri Job Hunt'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2391204898407022934</id><published>2010-09-14T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T22:34:03.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony Gods'/><title type='text'>The Fish Analogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the big news yesterday (September the 14th, 2010) aside from it being my baby brother's birthday (Belated Happy Birthday Mikey!) was the fact that I got a job offer yesterday. It was from a bank and my mom could not be more pleased. I did not expect myself to be so happy just to have a job offer but I realized that it was at a good bank and even if the pay was kinda low, there were good benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However. HOWEVER. Today (September the 15th, 2010), I got a call from another company asking if I was interested in an HR position and if I were, they'd have me over for an interview. Also today, I got an email from another company, in reply to an email I sent waaaaaaaay back in March, one of the first I sent out.  Said company asked me if I still wanted to work for them and well honestly, what this company does is something I'm very interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they're not actually job offers BUT HOLY HELL WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON HERE. I mean, I'm like a fish who has been in the lake for ages and none of the fisherman want me when all of a sudden, one of them does want me but then in the distance, other fishermen have arrived and are laying out chum. This fish doesn't know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much, irony gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2391204898407022934?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2391204898407022934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2391204898407022934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2391204898407022934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2391204898407022934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/fish-analogy.html' title='The Fish Analogy'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7544180688075344003</id><published>2010-09-13T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:52:30.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo: Reach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox 360'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reach'/><title type='text'>Halo: Reach and the Disadvantages of Sticking to a Budget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Halo: Reach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HALO: REACH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haaay-lo Reech!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAY. LO. REEEECH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I needed something else to waste my time with. Look, if you have an Xbox 360, you have got to at least own one Halo game right? And if you actually love the franchise, ISN'T HALO: REACH THE THING YOU'D SELL YOUR SOUL FOR??? Not that I'm an advocate of Faustian acts but HALO: REACH. AMIRIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reviews are all positive, the snippets of gameplay scattered all over the internet look awe-inspiring and IT'S THE STORY OF THE FALL OF REACH (prequel to the Halo games starring Master Chief, how the good guys lost and the bad guys glassed a planet). It's an epic and an epic game and it causes people to shout-type in CAPS LOCK, or maybe that's just me, but nevertheless, it's a game you have to have because it is pretty darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just my luck, I'm committed to about a gazillion other purchase this month. There's The Fall by Hogan and del Toro, the second book of The Strain trilogy which I'm dying to get my hands on and also the X-Men: Second Coming Hardcover, which comes out at the end of the month, among other things. I have no more money for Halo: Reach. (Shoot me now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do have the resources to pick up the game and all of the other things I want but...I'd be all tapped out afterward. Ay, there's the rub. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism is not evil. Having things is good. Having to spend money on them is bad. (Spoken like a true supervillain in the making.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to rob a bank. Or get a job. Whichever is easiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7544180688075344003?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7544180688075344003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7544180688075344003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7544180688075344003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7544180688075344003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/halo-reach-and-disadvantages-of.html' title='Halo: Reach and the Disadvantages of Sticking to a Budget'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6455337290310199271</id><published>2010-09-13T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:44:21.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dashboard Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stolen'/><title type='text'>The Best One of the Best Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I'm listening to this song again. No matter how you feel about Dashboard Confessional's most overplayed, most infamous and most importantly, (arguably) their best song...well, actually, if you were part of the other camp, you'd think this was the worst song ever, so I guess it does matter how you feel. But I digress. And have stumbled my way to the point I wanted to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stolen" is a song by the band Dashboard Confessional. What exactly was 'stolen?' Well, according to the song, it was "my heart." Yes, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of those&lt;/span&gt; songs, but like the title says, it was the best one of the best ones, of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; songs. I submit to you, Stolen, for best "love power ballad" ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because if you were 17 and in love with someone and you heard this song on the radio, from the TV or from your computer, you damn well should have felt all those tingly feelings, all those butterflies in your stomach, because Stolen makes you want to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an anthem. An anthem for all those who have ever felt like they belonged with someone. I guarantee that this song, corny, dreamy, sickening lyrics and all, if played at the right moment, will induce romance. And that's okay. We all need a little bit of love in our lives anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all those who might not like the song very much, give it another chance. Listen to it and listen the fuck out of it. Sing along once you know the words. Just friggin' listen. Wait for that moment the song hits you. Wait 'til that part in the song where it tells you what all of this is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the best one, of the best ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone out there is the one for you, and you for whoever that person is. And finding each other is going to be the greatest moment of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6455337290310199271?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6455337290310199271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6455337290310199271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6455337290310199271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6455337290310199271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/best-one-of-best-ones.html' title='The Best One of the Best Ones'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5048915968546957501</id><published>2010-09-12T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:54:18.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russell Westbrook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worlds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Durant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FIBA World Championships'/><title type='text'>2010 FIBA World Championships Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We started with 24, now we are down to two. It is the final game of the 2010 FIBA World Championships between host Turkey and United States of America. This is the live-blog. Let's pray that no one gets hurt and we have ourselves a good game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pregame:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Around 5 and 1/2 minutes to go in the 3rd place game. Lithuania (which upset Spain in group play and shockingly destroyed Argentina in the quarters before falling to Team USA) is up by 17 against Serbia (thriller of a quarterfinal against Spain, stunned by Turkey in the semis). I was very impressed by the Lithuanians. Boasting only one NBA player (Linas Kleiza) they didn't seem to be too much of a threat but they worked hard, made their shots and played tough D so if they do finish the tournament third, they truly deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By the way, Spain finished 6th and Argentina, 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Okay, Lithuania wins 99-88 and takes the bronze. Kleiza finishes with 33. Let's get it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-US needs to limit turnovers. Defense will get them opportunities but they need to be able to convert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Turkey has to protect the lane and keep'em on the perimeter. Hedo needs to step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Durant will be only 29 and in his prime for the 2018 FIBA World Championships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Quarter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Derrick Rose to the rack on their first possession but Turkey answers right away to tie the game, 2-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant hits his first j.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Sweet KD step-back 3. My goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-KD 3 makes it 12-7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-So far, Turkey has been inconsistent offensively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Rose misses a 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Hedo gets away with an elbow and actually draws a foul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Odom's bleeding. Hedo hit him in the face. Gangsta. Chandler in. Hedo hits 2 from the line, 12-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Hedo's throwing 'bows and making shots. Came to play today. His 3 cuts it to 12-14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Refs clearly being influenced by crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Turkoglu's second 3 gives Turkey the lead but he's just thrown an elbow at Chandler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-After that little altercation, Asik scores to give Turkey a 17-14 lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Kevin Durant, third 3. Ties the game at 17. Guy is on fire. Already with 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Plays defense too. Stopped a fastbreak with a block. Curry hits a three and the US is back on top, 20-17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-US has gone small. Gay at the 5, Durant at the 4 with three guards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Beautiful defense by the Americans, force a 24-second violation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Rudy Gay shouldn't be taking 3's from the corner if he's playing the 5 spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Won't be able to get back in time to play D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Wow. KD got hammered but the refs don't call it. Luckily, Westbrook was there for the offensive rebound and he got fouled. Hits both. US up 22-17 at the end of the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-First quarter is already a classic. Hedo Turkoglu came to play today but unfortunately, he's in the locker room now getting treatment. KD with 11 and a spectacular block. US 4-10 from 3 already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second Quarter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-US sticks with their small line-up and Westbrook drives down the lane to get the hoop and the harm. 25-17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Turkey forces the US center to travel at the top of the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-This one commentator is clearly biased. Rudy Gay accidentally hit Tunceri in the face. Relax. There was nothing dirty about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Tunceri hits both, 21-27. Less than 7 to go in the half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-US starting five back in. Durant misses 3, has gone cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Iggy rotates perfectly and gets the block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant driving baseline, runs into a brick wall and draws the foul on Asik. KD slow to get up, appears to be a little winded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Gets a split from the line, 28-21 USA. Turkey turns it over. That's their 10th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant nails a three from the corner, biggest lead of the game for the Americans, 31-21. He has 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Hedo gets away with a foul and gets the rebound. Turkey turns it over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Turkish zone forces an ugly Iguodala 3, Hedo hits his own. But KD answers right back. Ultimate zone-buster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant has 20 now, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Billups' two FTs give USA a 10 point lead. 38-28, 2 and a half to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant is 5-8 from 3, the rest of the team is 1-11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Turkey big Savas has now hit 3 of 4 from the line, cuts it to 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Chauncey Billups with a horrible-looking 3 but Gay gets the board and puts it home, 40-31.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Ersan Ilyasova to the line, 24.8 ticks left in the 2nd quarter. Gets a split.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Last shot for Team USA. Westbrook appears to slip but draws the foul with 4.5 seconds left. Hits both. Lead back to 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Gordon knocks the ball away and the half ends. 42-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halftime:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Both teams with terrible shooting percentages (US 34% Turkey 35%) but their respective team leaders are playing well. Durant with 20, five 3's, 3 boards, 2 steals, 2 blocks. Turkoglu with 11, three 3's and 7 rebounds. Westbrook has 7, perfect from the line. Turkey with 5 more FT attempts but just one more made FT. Turnover story: Turkey 12, US 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third Quarter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Here we go, Turkey with possession to start the last half of 2010 Worlds. Hedo misses the lay-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Billups has to start penetrating and stop taking threes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-US D forces another shot clock violation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-And Durant hits another triple. Automatic. 45-32.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-KEVIN DURANT IS ON FIRE! ANOTHER THREE-POINTER! USA with their biggest lead of the game, up 16, 48-32.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Wow. Turkey just left Rose and dared him to shoot that. Without Durant's 26, Turkey would actually be up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-US on an 8-0 run to start the third, score is 50-32 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Arslan hits a 3 to end the drought and Rose commits an offensive foul. Turkey needs to make their move now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Omar Asik can't put it in. Tapped out of bounds, last touch on the Americans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Iggy's offensive board leads to a wide-open Lamar Odom lay-in. US bench is standing up now, they know the gold medal is within reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Arslan hits a three, cuts the deficit to 11, 41-52. USA timeout. Commentators are really biased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Out of the timeout, US turns it over but stops Turkey from scoring. For some reason, Turkey has gone to a man-to-man now. Gay hits a jumper off the dish from Iguodala, 54-41.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Turks getting the calls but can't hit their FTs, failing to capitalize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Ilyasova with the miss, Durant the rebound, Westbrook the three, 57-41.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant toyed with the little Turkish defender and just hit a beautiful jumper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Rose and Billups miss and that's the end of the third. US up 13, 61-48. Ten minutes to go 'til we crown the 2010 Worlds champion. US shooting has gotten better, Turks' has gotten worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ilyasova is a no-show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Fourth Quarter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Rose turns it over on their first possession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Hedo hasn't returned. Injury could be serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Rose with back-to-back fastbreak buckets. Maybe this can get him going. Up 17 now, 65-48.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Future Boston Celtic Semih Erden just scored on Lamar Odom but Lakers fans need not worry., guy is a long way from actually being a factor in the NBA. Odom counters with a three from the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Fourth foul on Billups, Turkoglu comes back in, finally with 7:30 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Turkey has lost focus, down 20 now after Odom's fastbreak lay-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Derrick Rose with the and-1. He's got six in the quarter, going for 7. Misses the FT but Odom tips it in. US up by 22 now, 74-52, 6 minutes to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Rose and Odom have all 15 of Team USA's points this quarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Four and a half to go in the quarter, US up by 19, this game is pretty much done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Westbrook is definitely benefiting from the shortened 3-pt line, hits the pull-up. Hedo counters with his own but with three minutes to go, it might be a little too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Subs have come in (DANNY GRANGER TIME) and USA is already celebrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Durant leaves with 42 seconds left. He didn't score in the 4th but his teammates picked up the slack. Finishes with 28 points, 7 threes, 5 rebounds, 3 steals and two blocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-And it's over. 83-64. Team USA wins their first World Championship in 16 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Postgame:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Derrick Rose and Lamar Odom picked up the slack in the 4th backing up Durant's superb play. Odom finishes with 15 and 11, RussWest with 13 and 6. Turkey was led by Turkoglu with 16, no one else reached double figures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;So the US "B-Team" takes the gold. Which players deserve to be back for the 2012 Olympics? Odom and Chauncey Billups played well but might be too old for it. Rose had an inconsistent tournament but if he continues to improve, he should right there. Eric Gordon, Rudy Gay and Andre Iguodala all played well in a support capacity. For me, Russell Westbrook and Kevin Durant have to be sure things. Westbrook was the only player who could penetrate a zone and Durant was just unstoppable at times. Team them up with LeBron, Wade, Dwight, D-Will, CP3 and Melo and fill the rest of the slots with bigs and role players and no one will be able stop Team USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5048915968546957501?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5048915968546957501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5048915968546957501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5048915968546957501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5048915968546957501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/2010-fiba-world-championships-final.html' title='2010 FIBA World Championships Final'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6562337431238416916</id><published>2010-09-12T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T03:15:17.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's Sunday, as I write this, and the end of the long weekend which lasted from September 9-12, 2010. Here's what went down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpool Party! It's the first carpool party of the new school year and the first not to be organized by me. I was a little apprehensive about going at first, but when I arrived, I knew I was just being silly. Seeing everybody was great. True, not everyone went and it was the fewest number of people at a carpool party ever but that's okay. Seeing Sevi, Javi, Doms, Amanda A., Racela and the rest was pretty fun. I miss Makati Carpool! I miss it so much that I am creating the Makati Carpool Alumni Organization haha. It was great laughing with everyone and reminiscing about the past. Like I told'em afterwards, 'til next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was a good night. I don't want to spoil too much about it and it would only really matter to me, honestly, so let's just leave it at I had fun. :) I had lunch in UCC and watched Resident Evil: Afterlife too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Saturday, was the rest day so I spent most of it catching up on The Walking Dead which is a pretty awesome book. I can't help but feel that the book should be wrapping up soon because it feels like it has nowhere else to go after the current story arc. Spoilers! They started out on the road. Then at a farm. Then at the prison and then back on the road and now Rick, Andrea and the remaining cast have found their way into the perfect situation. The teasers suggest that something bad is going to happen but then what's next for them if their new haven gets wrecked and they are forced to leave? It's going to get repetitive if they have to survive on the road again. I say, have them run into the authorities and then just leave the country. There has to be hope out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, kinda rambled on. Anyway, back to Saturday! So in the early evening, we heard mass then had dinner in Pancake House and then watched Despicable Me. Cute movie, but it got a wee bit boring. To end the evening, I watched the US-Lithuania semifinal game. Kevin Durant is a beast and I can't wait for the final game tonight. Turkey's got homecourt but the US have Durant so it's going to be an instant classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch in my Tita's house today, the customary Favis Lunch. Great food! It was fun hanging out with my cousins and nieces. And well, that's that! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this weekend was pretty good. It's Monday tomorrow (*groan*). Hope everyone has a good week and I finally get a job. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6562337431238416916?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6562337431238416916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6562337431238416916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6562337431238416916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6562337431238416916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/09/awesome-weekend.html' title='Awesome Weekend'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1083980558798482395</id><published>2010-08-05T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:08:44.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay With You'/><title type='text'>Stay With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I will stay with you through the ups and the downs//Oh I will stay  with you when no one else is around//When the dark clouds arrive, I will  stay by your side//I know we'll be alright, I will stay with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great song. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1083980558798482395?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1083980558798482395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1083980558798482395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1083980558798482395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1083980558798482395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/08/stay-with-you.html' title='Stay With You'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1004880306546127027</id><published>2010-07-29T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T02:09:38.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Hemsworth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thor'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Thor SDCC footage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, the video. &lt;a href="http://io9.com/5599251/check-out-the-full-thor-trailer-and-get-hammered"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt; (Many thanks to &lt;a href="http://io9.com/"&gt;i09&lt;/a&gt; for this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thor kicking ass and taking names WITHOUT Mjolnir. Awesome. You get the sense that he really is a mighty warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Agent Coulson getting more screen time? Clark Gregg is slowly turning into the most recognized "That guy!" actor in geekdom. Wonder when he's going to show up in the comicbooks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At the :51 mark, we get a good headshot of Thor. Much like RDJ with Tony Stark, Hemsworth totally looks the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Asgard looks incredible. Truly the home of the gods. (Where's the Rainbow Bridge though?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anthony Hopkins as Odin. Nothing negative to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First look at the other Asgardians at the 1:37 mark. Volstagg (Ray Stevenson), who does not seem to have his trademark belly, Fandral the (really) Dashing Joshua Dallas), Lady Sif (Jaimie Alexander) and Hogun (Tadanobu Asano). The guys are known as the Warriors Three and Sif is Thor's special friend. I'm excited for their role in the movie as Thor's posse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, those things they're fighting look like Dark Elves. Wonder if one of them will inappropriately unleash the Elvish Tickler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thor and Odin engaged in a shouting match with Loki caught in the middle. This really is a story about a father and his sons after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rene Russo(!) is playing possibly Thor's mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Loki doesn't look that mischievous (yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Again, where's the Rainbow Bridge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Great line. "Oh no, this is Earth isn't it?" Glad that we're not going with the amnesia subplot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Man Thor is RIPPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Despite playing an actual character in the comics (Jane Foster), it looks like Natalie Portman is our exposition device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3:23 Power Walk, Asgardian Gods style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No idea what that box was. Cosmic Cube? Casket of Ancient Winters? And that green-skinned creature too. Looked like one of the aliens from Doctor Who, "The End of Time." Could it be a Skrull??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why hello, Natalie Portman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most likely, the Warriors Three and Lady Sif come to Midgard (what Asgardians call Earth) and ally themselves with Thor after Loki inherits the throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hopefully the Thor-Loki showdown is an epic, god-on-god, battle of the Odinsons showdown and not really bad cosplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Destroyer armor looks incredible. Best line of the whole trailer goes to unnamed S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, "Is that one of Stark's?" And man, Coulson's got some balls trying to read the Destroyer its rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immediate reaction to this? Fuck and Yeah. Based on this 5-minute teaser, the movie is going to kick so much ass. Asgard really looks well done, the costumes don't look as unpolished as they did in those pictures they released a while back and Hemsworth seems born to play Thor. So far, Marvel has done a good job finding the leads for their movies ('cept for Norton apparently) and I just hope this means Chris Evans will do a good job as Cap. They look to cover a lot of ground in this one movie so hopefully they can fit it all in. It seems to start in Asgard then goes to Midgard then back to Asgard but I'm confident that director Kenneth Branagh can pace this well and give each moment room to breathe. Hopefully the other characters get to shine in this as well, especially the other Asgardians (Idris Elba as Heimdall!!!) and even if they don't get a lot of screen time, hopefully they can duplicate what they did with Black Widow in Iron Man 2 and give them individual bad ass moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really, really looking forward to this. Honestly, I'm expecting both this and Captain America to be better than the Iron Man films because they aren't your traditional superhero stories. Next year can't come soon enough. I wish it were 2011 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Excelsior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1004880306546127027?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1004880306546127027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1004880306546127027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1004880306546127027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1004880306546127027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughts-on-thor-sdcc-footage.html' title='Thoughts on the Thor SDCC footage'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2750209338014370706</id><published>2010-07-25T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T04:07:31.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Avengers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic-Con'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joss Whedon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Captain America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SDCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Downey Jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Day Ever (So Far)</title><content type='html'>Why is today the greatest day ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) On the third day of San Diego Comic-Con  2010, Marvel Studios held their panel in Hall H, highlighting the upcoming Thor, Captain America and Avengers movies. From that alone, any comicbook fan of the past sixty years will find much to talk about because THEY ARE MAKING MOVIES OF THREE OF MARVEL's BIGGEST PROPERTIES. HOLY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Though I haven't seen the actual teaser footage, from the recaps, I can safely say my excitement for these movies couldn't get any higher. When the words COSMIC CUBE are involved, you know shit's gonna get real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Correction, apparently, at the end of the panel, they decided to induce a mass geekgasm as they brought together the principle cast of The Avengers, along with their director. Chris Hemsworth, Chris Evans, Sam Jackson, Robert Downey, Jeremy Renner, Mark Ruffalo and Joss Whedon (among others) all appeared together for the first time. Evans missed his chance to basically destroy the minds of every single fanboy there by shouting Avengers Assemble! but it was enough to see all of them on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) RDJ basically dissed Inception. I am all for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) When I finally get to see The Avengers, that will be the greatest day ever. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2750209338014370706?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2750209338014370706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2750209338014370706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2750209338014370706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2750209338014370706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/greatest-day-ever-so-far.html' title='The Greatest Day Ever (So Far)'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1451417225640499232</id><published>2010-07-23T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T04:08:28.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katipunan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ateneo de Manila University'/><title type='text'>Terrified</title><content type='html'>Walking home from the Petron building along Buendia reminded me of all those times I'd be walking along Katipunan to get Wok Dis Way or Webtown or McDo or Chili Willy's or Kourtyard or KFC or Burgundy or Rustans or Mind Movers or what have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Napapa-reminisce. It's been a while. I kinda miss Katipunan you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, that is the point of this particular post. I really friggin' miss Katipunan no matter how noisy, dirty or hot it could get. (And more often than not, it was worse.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ever found myself along Katipunan in college because before that, students were confined to the grade school and high school. And after school, I'd go home immediately because I rode the school bus or, for a few years, remain in school because of basketball practice. In college, that all changed. My friends and I would go out to eat in one of the student-friendly restaurants or play in one of the gaming shops. Other people will tell you that I forgot about "drinking," but that's only because I don't drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know, shocking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so walking along Jupiter kinda reminded me of those good times. The freedom and spontaneity of it all, like, your own personal country, separate from your life at home where you had a different set of rules and privileges. No parents or teachers to reprimand you and you could basically do anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was great. Now it's time to move on. The most important part of this post shouldn't be the "missing" part but the fact that I went to the Petron building along Buendia ave. I had my P&amp;amp;G test today. And I passed. And I am one step closer to landing a job. Huzzah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not excited, I am not thrilled but the same time I am not sad that I passed. I'm still stuck in the past and I realize this is bad because the future is where I need to be. Getting a job is the first step into my future and it's scary and daunting and terrifying but it is necessary, absolutely necessary to growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1451417225640499232?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1451417225640499232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1451417225640499232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1451417225640499232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1451417225640499232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/terrified.html' title='Terrified'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4999437519609819913</id><published>2010-07-20T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:30:42.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retainers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeri Favis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupidity'/><title type='text'>The Perils of Good Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, the joke may be on me and the title does not mean what I think it means, but I am very smart (and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;absolutely &lt;/span&gt;look it) and the title works and I blame it on my right as a writer to take some creative liberties with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I did it again with "creative liberties."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when you hear something being said everyday and then when you try to write it down and use it correctly in a goddam sentence, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can't?&lt;/span&gt; Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it means I'm stupid. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! The point of this post. Like many adolescents, I had braces. Unlike most adolescents, I actually kinda liked them. You know how some perfect people have perfectly white teeth? I don't and I had to rely on the bits of metal in my mouth to convince me that my teeth were making that "shiiiing" sound effect cartoon characters make when they show off their pearly whites. That's why I liked having braces. Never mind that unbearable, headache-inducing pain I had going on every time I took a bite outta something that seemed to last the entire time I had braces on or that sometimes the wire would break and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a long piece of sharp metal started poking at the inside of my mouth&lt;/span&gt; causing me more pain. I could take all'o that because I had deluded myself into thinking I looked more handsome with a metallic smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, one more point for the "I'm probably stupid" column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, eventually, I had to say good bye to my braces. No more food stuck getting stuck in my mouth, no more sharp metal wires, no more tightening and bleeding gums, no more pain and no more awesome metallic smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the retainers. Oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated wearing my retainers. The things made me spit when I talked, got food stuck uncomfortably on the roof my mouth and caused &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me more pain.&lt;/span&gt; I swear, a baby could have lightly tapped my top lip and I would have cried...like a baby. God awful things really. Supposedly, they were for the good of my teeth (Which they are. Or else, dentists and such wouldn't be prescribing them. - Common sense) but no one said they would be worse than braces. So what did I do? I stopped wearing them, that's what. Fuck dentists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, they said "Fuck you, Jeri" back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gap in between the middle of my two top front teeth is getting bigger. The gap that the braces had already corrected and the retainers were supposed to support until there would be no more space between my teeth. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing my retainers now and already it is starting to bother me. Saliva is building up in my mouth and it is proving difficult to swallow it. My retainers are going to fucking kill me. All because I was too much of a sissy to wear them in the first place. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4999437519609819913?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4999437519609819913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4999437519609819913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4999437519609819913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4999437519609819913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/perils-of-good-teeth.html' title='The Perils of Good Teeth'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8367183797926640493</id><published>2010-07-17T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T02:33:14.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megatron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War For Cybtertron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimus Prime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers'/><title type='text'>Transformers: War For Cybertron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read a review saying that Transformers: War For Cybertron would be less received if it wasn't a Transformers game. That could possibly be true since half the fun is living the dream of being Optimus Prime (complete with Peter Cullen voice) and blowing 'Cons to holy hell. (The other half is Warpath who sounds almost exactly like he did in the cartoon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what? I do not care. Did you read that up there? I GET TO PLAY AS OPTIMUS PRIME. That alone makes it worthwhile. You also get to play as other Transformers (Megatron, Soundwave, Sideswipe, Ironhide, etc.), the story is supposedly in sync with the cartoon's continuity and you can watch the credits to the sound of a wailing Stan Bush. As a Transformers fan, it's a pretty sweet deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it gets annoying when I accidentally transform while in the middle of a fight (the transformation button is on the left joystick, which you use to move) and the game is pretty short but it's the best Transformers game to date so it's easy to overlook the imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inevitable sequel should have longer campaign modes, split-screen co-op and escalation (Split-screen is quickly becoming a thing of the past!), even more Autobots and Decepticons to choose from, combiner-capability and more Stan Bush. Those are my list of demands. I patiently await for the next game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transform and roll out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8367183797926640493?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8367183797926640493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8367183797926640493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8367183797926640493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8367183797926640493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/transformers-war-for-cybertron.html' title='Transformers: War For Cybertron'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2093388103956600789</id><published>2010-07-17T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T10:40:15.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inception'/><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>Inception. Definitely not lame. Amazing? Sure, what the hell. The effects, mainly, were kinda friggin' awesome (my theater called it "2D Digital," whatever that is) and convinced me that Joseph Gordon-Levitt could play Spider-Man. The characters, who we are supposed to care about, were generally engaging even if I felt that they weren't as fleshed out as they could possibly be. Leonardo Di Caprio, was a fine leading man even if his dialogue was confusing. He was doing a lot of explaining in the movie and really, most of it just went through my head like, "Oh okay. So?" but it was fine really. Could have done with out all the Ellen Page-y exposition though. I would've liked to see a little more of how the team bonded because they seemed to be a little too focused on team-play when they hardly were a merry band at the beginning of the movie (Levitt's and Tom Hardy's characters were definitely not friends before the mission). I am thankful that Nolan didn't play the "traitor" trope in this one though. I was waiting for it the whole time like crazy but I am glad that nothing of the sort happened even if it made me feel anxious about the whole forced camaraderie thing. My guess? Levitt, Cobra Commander himself OR Ken Watanabe's character, who I really have a hard time with. His motivations were, as we were led to believe, fueled by practicality, mostly. I wish there was something more sinister to it since the film lacked a villain. Sure, you could argue that the villain was actually Cobb (Di Caprio's character) but his triumph didn't feel all too triumphant given how it ended. Plus, Nolan forced Page's Ariadne too much. It didn't feel organic, her care and concern for Cobb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, however, Inception is a really fun (and really long) movie. The action scenes were inspired, especially the chase scene in the Mombasa streets and the concepts were really something else. Watch it now and tell me what you think happened in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2093388103956600789?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2093388103956600789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2093388103956600789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2093388103956600789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2093388103956600789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8234408658972636894</id><published>2010-07-17T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T10:07:33.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friendship</title><content type='html'>So it seems that I am in a state of denial-slash-acceptance, over-you-but-not-really and there-is-still-hope-even-if-there-isn't-really. (This makes sense to me, I promise.) When I spend time with you, I am happy. And that's okay. That's alright. You make me happy. Like a friend. Like a real, honest-to-goodness friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship is a fantastic thing. It's so rare and you accomplish it with so few people that every time you do figure it out and realize what's going on, it's a lovely thing.  And it doesn't all mean anything romantic even - that's something else entirely. It's just a knowing kinda thing, a trust. Like, when you know, you know, and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point is, I think I've finally accepted it. That you and I will never be together, that she and I are destined to be in each other's lives but not for romantic reasons, that we will only be friends. And it's perfect and I am content with that because...well, I have to be. I have to want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8234408658972636894?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8234408658972636894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8234408658972636894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8234408658972636894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8234408658972636894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/07/true-friendship.html' title='True Friendship'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2397998853349816688</id><published>2010-06-10T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:12:47.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The problem the hero has with saving someone, after he has rescued them, they're not in danger anymore. The hero has done his job and saved the damsel in distress. And she has no need of the hero anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero needs to go save someone else. He cannot go back to someone he has already touched, no matter how much he might want to. Because once the hero is done being a hero, he is nobody anymore. Once the center of her fragile world, now he is nothing more than that person you had one class with back in college. She just waves and moves on, because the world moves on and there are more important things to get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever human contact and love the hero cherished from his time with her is nothing but a mere memory anymore. Because when it's over, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2397998853349816688?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2397998853349816688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2397998853349816688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2397998853349816688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2397998853349816688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/06/hero.html' title='Hero'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3478077364699302025</id><published>2010-05-27T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:19:52.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Tennant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tenth Doctor'/><title type='text'>Tennant is F*cking Awesome</title><content type='html'>"Yes because there are laws, there are laws of time. Once upon a time there were people in charge of those laws but they died...they all died! D'you know who that leaves? Me! It's taken me all these years to realize the laws of time are mine! AND THEY WILL OBEY ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not just fighting the flood, we're fighting time itself. AND I'M GONNA WIN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*cking brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3478077364699302025?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3478077364699302025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3478077364699302025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3478077364699302025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3478077364699302025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/05/tennant-is-fcking-awesome.html' title='Tennant is F*cking Awesome'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7379055598184778651</id><published>2010-05-19T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:28:19.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><title type='text'>Doctor Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For years, I had been hearing about Doctor Who. How could I not? I'm a geek who frequents internet message boards, of course I'd hear about him. Admittedly, I did not know what all the hullaballo for some seemingly goofy sounding British Superman was all about. Yes, I did hang my geek head in shame. It was my geek-blindspot, sorry. So when I found the DVDs for the first four seasons of the new series, I quickly snatched them out of the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something about this new Doctor Who series: It's f*ckin' awesome. F*ckin' brilliant. Anyone who watches the series knows what I'm talking about. Doctor Who is packed full of aliens and paradoxes and great concepts. Everything about it is fantastic. The TARDIS is the Doctor's sentient timeship that looks like a 1950's police box but is actually quite spacious inside. The Daleks are these R2-D2 looking aliens and are the sworn enemies of the Doctor's species, the Time-Lords. The alien races have wacky names such as the Ood, the Slitheen and the Carrionites. It's science fiction pushed to its limit and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this wonderful introspection on what it means to be human from the point-of-view of this god-like being who loves everything humanity is about. In a word, simply, the Doctor is love. Love for traveling. Love for people. Love for life. And it is a breath of fresh air. Instead of focusing on the dark and gritty most modern storytelling focuses on, Doctor Who decided that life was more important. That all you need to face the devil are your wits and a cheery "A-HA!" That companions long gone and come back and meet the new companions and they can all get along. That war is harsh and surviving is harsher but if you try hard enough, you can figure out how to beat despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what Doctor Who is all about in the end really. Hope. It's about hope. That hope can let you conquer anything. You could be at the end of time and space itself but as long as you have hope, all is not lost. The good Doctor treats our hearts, minds and souls. He makes us better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Who is clever and brilliant and most of all, fun. It's inspiring and romantic. If you have never seen the show, give it a chance. Let it surprise you. It's a testament to great television guaranteed to take you on a wacky, amazing journey. Allons-y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7379055598184778651?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7379055598184778651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7379055598184778651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7379055598184778651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7379055598184778651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/05/doctor-who.html' title='Doctor Who'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6158851847077352166</id><published>2010-05-18T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:55:42.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Something</title><content type='html'>Hi, she says with a smile. Hi, he replies, barely audible. You're very pretty, he doesn't manage to say and two lives that should've intertwined, don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because he didn't say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6158851847077352166?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6158851847077352166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6158851847077352166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6158851847077352166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6158851847077352166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/05/say-something.html' title='Say Something'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2698775919910593825</id><published>2010-05-17T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:06:54.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Song Remains The Same</title><content type='html'>It all ends the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandon all hope ye who enter here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna smile about the small victories I had. And then forget about it. It's for the best. Because I don't think I could measure up to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2698775919910593825?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2698775919910593825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2698775919910593825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2698775919910593825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2698775919910593825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/05/song-remains-same.html' title='The Song Remains The Same'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4834968290492867761</id><published>2010-05-04T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T07:50:50.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem with asking you how you are and checking up on you and caring about you, is, I don't want to have to lie to you when you ask me how I'm doing. Because you left a big gaping hole in my heart and it'll never fully close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4834968290492867761?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4834968290492867761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4834968290492867761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4834968290492867761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4834968290492867761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/05/problem-with-asking-you-how-you-are-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2157755387877550976</id><published>2010-05-02T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T05:36:48.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Making New "Friends"</title><content type='html'>So. I made a new a "friend." Yes, that sort of "friend." She's cool, talky and actually likes a few things I like. How do I not mess this the fuck up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let things happen, kay JFav? Let this one come to you. Be smooth, not slimy. Be charming, not overbearing. Be funny, not corny. Relax. Your life does not depend on her. Get to know her more okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't move too fast. Don't imagine her as your girlfriend. Slowly discover who she is and after every new nugget of information, decide if you're willing to wait to get to know more of her. It's going to be a slow burn so don't panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, this is usually where you make a mistake, and when I say 'usually,' I mean, all the fucking time. Let's do something right this time alright? You're charming, caring and funny. Trust me on this one. You just gotta play smart and play it cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright? Pep talk's over, go get her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2157755387877550976?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2157755387877550976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2157755387877550976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2157755387877550976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2157755387877550976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-making-new-friends.html' title='On Making New &quot;Friends&quot;'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1761623299130320296</id><published>2010-04-25T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:19:53.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1761623299130320296?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1761623299130320296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1761623299130320296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1761623299130320296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1761623299130320296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6881864330977484120</id><published>2010-04-15T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T12:25:39.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playoffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><title type='text'>2010 NBA Playoffs X-Factors - East</title><content type='html'>Eastern Conference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cleveland Cavaliers - Mike Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo Williams needs to show and prove. (Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antawn Jamison needs to bring the balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaq needs hold it down inside. (Gigantic duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the Cavs to win it all? It all comes down to Mike Brown. He needs to realize that Bron in the post is better than Bron on the wing. He needs to realize that putting Delonte West or Wally Sexyback on Rashard Lewis is a bad idea. He needs to figure out that if they lose and Bron bolts, his job is on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Orlando Magic - Rashard Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hedo Turkoglu is gone. Thankfully, Rashard Lewis is still around. Lew hit a lot of BIG shots last year for the Magic and this year, he'll have to take even more. Jameer Nelson also gets his first real taste of battling it out in the playoffs since he missed most of last year's run. It's on him to get the offense going because the defense was set the moment Dwight puts on his uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Atlanta Hawks - Mike Bibby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recapturing the '02 form is not what Bibby needs to do. He has to prove that the PG spot in the last five minutes belongs to him, not Jamal Crawford. No disrespect to Crawford, but Bibby is a more stable presence. Champions need that from their point guards and if Bibby can raise his game just a little, it'll go a long way for the Hawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Boston Celtics - Kendrick Perkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get it. Paul Peirce, Kevin Garnett Ray Allen are old. Rasheed Wallace is insane. Kendrick Perkins, Rajon Rondo and Glen Davis are not. Well, mostly just the "old" part. Perk (and Davis) need to step it up when Garnett and Wallace can't. Containing Dwight and protecting the paint from LeBron and Dwyane Wade? That might be too much for them to handle but if KG can't do it, they have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Miami Heat - Quentin Richardson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwyane Wade needs a sidekick. Someone who can hit 3's and just generally make good plays when Wade gives up the rock. Q can board, shoot and hustle. The Robin to his Batman? More like Alfred. But a few 3's here and there to go with some man-sized rebounds in traffic will let Wade relax just a little knowing that there's actually someone on the roster who can help him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Milwaukee Bucks - Brandon Jennings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rook needs to show that his 55-point game was no fluke. The rook needs to play like a vet. The playoffs are about big time performances and now is definitely the time for B-Jennings to take center stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Charlotte Bobcats - Stephen Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Jackson is playing hurt but what else is new? Frustrating Orlando is the best he can do and he can do that by shutting down Rashard Lewis and abusing Vince Carter on offense. If Gerald Wallace can keep the game close, Captain Jack just might make some noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Chicago Bulls - Luol Deng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we thought giving up Deng for Kobe was stupid? For Chicago? Yeah, me neither. Luol is going up against the King and if Derrick Rose and the rest of the Bulls are going to score the upset, Luol Deng needs to step up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6881864330977484120?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6881864330977484120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6881864330977484120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6881864330977484120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6881864330977484120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-nba-playoffs-x-factors-east.html' title='2010 NBA Playoffs X-Factors - East'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2129160113791773670</id><published>2010-04-03T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:40:51.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to kill a cockroach'/><title type='text'>How To Kill A Cockroach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Here's my step-by-step survival guide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not on a rug  (it'll get all the roach goo on it after you squish it).&lt;br /&gt;2. Not in the  shower stall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;3. Do not squeal if when you try to step on it, it  crawls all over your foot.&lt;br /&gt;4. If it's on its back, STEP ON IT QUICK!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;5. If you step on it, and it turns over so you see  its belly and there's no goo coming out of it, STEP ON IT AGAIN IT  ISN'T DEAD YET!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Because 6. It will totally put a monster-movie  move on you and play dead then spring back up on its feet and get back  at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this is helpful. Also?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I REALLY REALLY REALLY HATE ROACHES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2129160113791773670?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2129160113791773670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2129160113791773670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2129160113791773670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2129160113791773670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-kill-cockroach.html' title='How To Kill A Cockroach'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8229270215738515173</id><published>2010-03-27T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:47:09.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please be mine. I love being with you. And I can't stand to see you with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8229270215738515173?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8229270215738515173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8229270215738515173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8229270215738515173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8229270215738515173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-be-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-620057455717486137</id><published>2010-03-27T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T11:08:11.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeri Favis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makati Carpool'/><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Things I Learned Whilst in Makati Carpool:&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The party don't start 'til &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; walk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He/She who smelt it dealt it. Unless it was manong driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who have on their earplugs and are "listening to music" are  not necessarily always listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't wake someone up if they're asleep and have rested their head on  your shoulder. Do wake them up when they start to drool and/or  inadvertently open the window. (I'm looking at you inoc dazic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Good luck on getting to school for 730am class :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The declaration, "I know something about you," is the second  terriblest thing anyone can say to you. #chismisisbad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The terriblest thing anyone can say to you is, "Sorry, we left na.  :("&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;i&gt;Carpool Crush.&lt;/i&gt; *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What happens in the car doesn't always stay in the car but actually  lives on in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LADY GAGA IS THE BEST AND A VISIONARY AND POSSIBLY THE BEST THING  SINCE SLICED BREAD. ALSO MARIAN RIVERA IS NOT HOT AT ALL. /ally'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Amanda Alegre wins &lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt; race. She doesn't even have to know  she's in one to win it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you want to freak certain people out *coughsevicough* be a dude  and text him with :) :D :p :* XD :"&gt; and/or Hey Sevi-wevi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Medyo Near, Almost there, On Edsa na, On my way, Very near, Five  minutes away, I'm in dasma na, I'm entering church na, Sorry! My mom  needed the car it just got back, etc. all mean the same thing: "DON'T  LEAVE ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I LIKE GLEE AND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL, WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. It's mandatory that everyone sing along to Defying Gravity, I Want  It That Way and SHOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. George is NOT a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  It is not called "the molehole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Seriously, "molehole?" I mean seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. "Who's the ride at (insert time) on (insert day)?" is the WORST  question you could ask. There's a schedule people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. On the other hand, "Can I ride?" is the most lopsided question ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The most difficult question to answer is "EDSA or C5?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When trying to figure out if you can fit all those people you said  yes to can fit into your civic, remember that girls count as 1/2 and the  guys can always commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Some people don't seem to see you when you're not in the confines of  the car. A simple nod or wave would suffice bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm riding because you're riding :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I implore you all *coughjavicough* STOP TEXTING SHORTCUTS. PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. That's what she said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. It's funny when your friends get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Chismis is the only thing we care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Makati Carpool &gt; Any other carpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Don't be late :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is the most important because we'd be one failure of a  carpool if that happened regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...For some reason, I don't know what to say now. I guess I should say  thanks, for everything. For being friends, great friends and in some  really cool cases, almost family. I'm going to cherish the really short  time we spent together on the way to school or Forbes haha. Thanks for  being awesome, all of you, I'm being incoherent, I'm sorry haha. I know  you all might think this is "hella super gay" but I don't. Because I had  fun. And I'm going to miss it. So everyone, take care, enjoy college  aaand in case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening and good  night. Bye. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeri Favis, Ex-Carpool Head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-620057455717486137?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/620057455717486137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=620057455717486137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/620057455717486137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/620057455717486137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello, Goodbye'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3099518752131653048</id><published>2010-03-26T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:42:19.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To You</title><content type='html'>It's always been meant for you. That rose belonged to you four years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that it's so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong &lt;/span&gt;for me to be in love with you, I can't help it. No one means more to me than you do. No one ever has, no one ever will. At the end of every song, of every line, of every damn moment, is you. This is going to kill me and I do not care. Because it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't delusional, I ain't wrong. You're the one for me. Even if you're already with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3099518752131653048?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3099518752131653048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3099518752131653048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3099518752131653048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3099518752131653048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-you.html' title='To You'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8284296372849393269</id><published>2010-03-22T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:36:54.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Girl</title><content type='html'>So there's this girl and she's all sorts of awesome. I like her because she's gorgeous and beautiful and bubbly and charming. With undeniable appeal, I am completely enthralled. She's fantastic in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't like me back. But I don't care. Because I'm going to make her fall in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl? She's the one. And I know it. And the whole world will know it. She'll be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her and that's that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8284296372849393269?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8284296372849393269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8284296372849393269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8284296372849393269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8284296372849393269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-girl.html' title='This Girl'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8443637169829757347</id><published>2010-03-21T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:44:10.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Unborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gary Oldman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cam Gigandet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idris Elba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odette Yustman'/><title type='text'>The Unborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The Unborn is awesome because it stars Cam Gigandet, Odette Yustman, Idris Elba and the G.O.A.T. Gary Oldman. Despite being a cheap-thrills kinda movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still was fucking freaked out. &lt;/span&gt;My old adage remains true: scary little kids are damn scary. But what do I know? Anything scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the cast, well, I loved 4 of the leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Cam Gigandet is winning me over for being the cheap go-to-leading-guy type. He's leading man material! The next Ryan Gosling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Idris Elba is big, bald and black. Also British apparently which makes him sorta like John Amaechi but infinitely more bad ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Gary Oldman is awesome for simply being Gary Oldman. He's played The Devil, Dracula AND Sirius Black, and also does voice-overs for games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Gary Oldman for the effing win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Finally, Odette Yustman is awesome because she is HOT. HOT HOT HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Need I say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8443637169829757347?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8443637169829757347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8443637169829757347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8443637169829757347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8443637169829757347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/03/unborn.html' title='The Unborn'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7189112688801308000</id><published>2010-02-21T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:36:25.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out." - Vaclav Havel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the most awesome line I have ever heard. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7189112688801308000?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7189112688801308000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7189112688801308000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7189112688801308000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7189112688801308000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/02/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4652644611995332673</id><published>2010-02-04T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:12:41.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><title type='text'>Lost Season 6 Premiere "LA X"</title><content type='html'>Why couldn't they just show everything in one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I cannot get enough of Lost right now. THAT ladies and gentlemen was a fucking season premiere. I was thoroughly blown away by the episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alternate earth Lost (or Ultimate Lost). Smokey/Fake Locke. SAYID. Hugo stepping up. Sawyer's vendetta. Matthew Fox kicking ass as two versions of Jack Shepherd. Charlie! Boone! Jacob! The Temple of Doom Others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god. I cannot wait for next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4652644611995332673?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4652644611995332673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4652644611995332673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4652644611995332673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4652644611995332673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-season-6-premiere-la-x.html' title='Lost Season 6 Premiere &quot;LA X&quot;'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1277475360463400586</id><published>2010-02-03T23:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:28:57.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's The Love</title><content type='html'>If you and I are not meant to be, then what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) "There is a divinity which shapes our ends, rough hew them how we will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless machinations, trying to delay the inevitable is what this is then. All I'm doing is wasting my time. Resistance is futile right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) "The fault Dear Brutus is not in our stars but in ourselves, for we are underlings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up and never surrender and all that? I'm going to fight, despite overwhelming odds? Is that it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is it? A or B? It's either, I can't change destiny or I make my own destiny. They're two competing forces which wreak havoc on my life. Do this, don't do that. Say that, don't say this. Either way, you're going to regret it. Damned if you, damned if you don't. Why can't I just do and don't? Why does it have to be strategic? Why are there choices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be simple? Why does it have to be so darn complicated? Boy meets girl, boy likes girl, girl likes boy back. See, simple! That's what makes happily ever afters. Certainty. Excitement, risk and chance? All those things do is give people headaches and more excruciatingly, heartache. People can be happy without all the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what the hell I'm supposed to do. No one actually knows what to do. In fact, I don't think anyone's ever actually done "it," the process of making someone fall in love with you. They'll all just fallen into whatever hole life deems they should tumble down. Because there is no one way about it. There's no one way to love. If that's the case, and we're all destined to find happiness and love, that means love is all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how come I don't feel it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1277475360463400586?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1277475360463400586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1277475360463400586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1277475360463400586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1277475360463400586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-love.html' title='Where&apos;s The Love'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7410635317411695799</id><published>2010-02-03T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T05:36:35.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Battle of My Time</title><content type='html'>So here we are again. Another girl, another battle. How will it end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been too many battles, too many losses in the past that I am scared and am full of trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the world hates a coward. So here I go again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7410635317411695799?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7410635317411695799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7410635317411695799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7410635317411695799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7410635317411695799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-battle-of-my-time.html' title='The Great Battle of My Time'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-672293382699823594</id><published>2010-02-03T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T04:50:14.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neglected Blog</title><content type='html'>Hello. I have been neglecting you. That will change soon. I promise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-672293382699823594?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/672293382699823594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=672293382699823594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/672293382699823594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/672293382699823594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-neglected-blog.html' title='My Neglected Blog'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3810866926494127127</id><published>2010-01-09T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:34:06.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>So yeah. I'm not in love with you. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure we can reschedule. That's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farther and farther away from our proposed date? Sure okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool. It's fine. No big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So why am I still disappointed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This post was sponsored by The Jeri Favis Is NEVER Going To Get Anything Good Society)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3810866926494127127?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3810866926494127127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3810866926494127127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3810866926494127127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3810866926494127127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8672067434611653517</id><published>2010-01-07T07:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:59:18.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo</title><content type='html'>Yeah just leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8672067434611653517?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8672067434611653517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8672067434611653517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8672067434611653517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8672067434611653517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/solo.html' title='Solo'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-9156551938774438612</id><published>2010-01-06T04:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T04:10:45.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chosen</title><content type='html'>I picked you. Let's do this. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-9156551938774438612?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/9156551938774438612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=9156551938774438612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9156551938774438612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9156551938774438612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/chosen.html' title='Chosen'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3542954297937938470</id><published>2010-01-03T01:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:58:51.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two</title><content type='html'>There are two girls. And I can't decide on which one. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3542954297937938470?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3542954297937938470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3542954297937938470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3542954297937938470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3542954297937938470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/two.html' title='Two'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-512398002344753563</id><published>2010-01-03T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:58:05.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Hickman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Warriors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Tomasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guardians of the Galaxy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Lantern Corps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantastic Four'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brian Michael Bendis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultimate Comics Spider-Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Abnett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Lanning'/><title type='text'>The Magnificent Seven</title><content type='html'>Only seven books. Seven on-goings. That's it. Minis and events are another thing. But if I had to choose just seven on-goings to read for the rest of my days, these are those seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Lantern Corps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as Peter Tomasi is the writer, I will stand by this book. For as long as Kyle Rayner is a main character featured in this book, I will not drop it. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Comics Spider-Man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian Michael Bendis was born to re-create Spider-Man for a new generation of readers. This is the single Peter Parker I want to read about. He's young and cocky and inexperienced and just still a kid. He makes mistakes, dozens of them each issue but I don't care. Because that's what kids do. What makes him a hero is that he never stays down for long. He fights back. Well, he'll fight back after he whines a bit but that's part of his charm. It also helps that the artists on this book have been top-notch. Mark Bagley, Stuart Immonen and David Lafuente have all made their mark on these pages and they're all just pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secret Warriors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Hickman's two Marvel books. He's just started on both (11 issues for Secret Warriors, 5 for Fantastic Four) but I'm already in love. Crisp dialogue and intriguing plots. Great characterization and awesome moments. What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guardians of the Galaxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, Rocket Raccoon might just be the best thing about this book. So is Star-Lord. So is Drax. You know why writers Dan Abnett and Andy Lanning have such a great book? Great characters. I keep on coming back to see what new adventures the Guardians have gotten themselves into this team. On paper, they have enough power to rival any of Earth's mightiest but most of the time, they're outclassed in the depths of space. That's what makes them fun. That a team with a space-mage, a giant, talking tree and more telepaths than the X-Men is still outgunned by the nasties of the universe and then some and they don't care. They'll still kick your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Avengers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvel's flaghship book by their highest profile writer. Bendis has taken the Avengers concept and turned it on its head. It's new-age cinematic scope mixed with heart and character. And aliens. And ninjas. And super powerful mutants. And evil gods from other dimensions. And lots and lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abnett and Lanning's first cosmic book. Why is it so awesome? They turned Richard Rider into this generation's Peter Parker. 'Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-512398002344753563?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/512398002344753563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=512398002344753563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/512398002344753563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/512398002344753563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/magnificent-seven.html' title='The Magnificent Seven'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5188534647373020536</id><published>2010-01-03T01:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:40:36.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want To Do For The Rest Of My Life</title><content type='html'>I want to write. That's what I want to do. That's all I want to do. No, that's not true. I want to write stories. I want to be a story-teller. I want to take people to these places where they can enjoy and relate to what I've laid out before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So write!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5188534647373020536?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5188534647373020536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5188534647373020536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5188534647373020536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5188534647373020536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-i-want-to-do-for-rest-of-my-life.html' title='What I Want To Do For The Rest Of My Life'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4743234943484112142</id><published>2010-01-01T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:58:08.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead</title><content type='html'>This blog is dead. Hahahahaha.&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/1665661699571690436-4743234943484112142?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4743234943484112142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4743234943484112142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4743234943484112142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4743234943484112142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2010/01/dead.html' title='Dead'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-406093742552530183</id><published>2009-12-19T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T06:55:41.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other</title><content type='html'>Other people get what I want. Not in a general sense. This is very specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more people than things really. Other people end up with the people I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not wrong to use the word "want" when talking about other people. You really are allowed to 'want' other people. I do. I do very often. And I never get them. Someone else will get them. Ironically, most of these "someone else's" are people I know. My friends. Yes, I am going to admit right her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends end up with the people I like. That's the truth of it all. And it's goddamn depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-406093742552530183?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/406093742552530183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=406093742552530183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/406093742552530183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/406093742552530183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/other.html' title='The Other'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1270609418999598689</id><published>2009-12-19T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T05:13:40.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Should</title><content type='html'>I really shouldn't be best friends with you anymore when we clearly aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't like you anymore since it's a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really should stop talking to you and texting you and thinking about you and BEING IN LOVE WITH YOU since well, it's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should stop fucking up my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1270609418999598689?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1270609418999598689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1270609418999598689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1270609418999598689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1270609418999598689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-should.html' title='I Really Should'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6100454768140160103</id><published>2009-12-18T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:05:26.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fault</title><content type='html'>Everything's my fault it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the broken relationships I have are my fault. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6100454768140160103?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6100454768140160103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6100454768140160103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6100454768140160103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6100454768140160103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-fault.html' title='My Fault'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1465541349423635112</id><published>2009-12-11T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:28:48.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday</title><content type='html'>What. A. Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat. WHAT. A. DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1465541349423635112?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1465541349423635112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1465541349423635112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1465541349423635112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1465541349423635112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/freaky-friday.html' title='Freaky Friday'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5989769951501483521</id><published>2009-12-10T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T07:19:03.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Sh*t</title><content type='html'>I think I still love you.&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/1665661699571690436-5989769951501483521?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5989769951501483521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5989769951501483521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5989769951501483521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5989769951501483521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-sht.html' title='Oh Sh*t'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-997186938648728651</id><published>2009-12-07T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:56:08.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Pabaon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today supposedly, the seniors of the AdMU would be having some senior-type stuff instead of regular classes. "Pabaon" they called it. Not. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up. Tried calling Poca. No answer. Twice I called and he didn't answer. I found out later that he could've answered, he just didn't. Thanks Pat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As I was driving to school, Ian texted me about "Pabaon." According to him, I'd need a book to stay awake. Uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Got to school. Looks like Ian was right and "Pabaon" was hella boring and therefore it became, in my eyes, optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Camille and Wissa arrive. Wissa automatically makes me happy by motioning the universal Left 4 Dead sign. I am so ready for some L4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We debate on whether or not we are to go inside. This takes a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andrea shows up. We eventually decide to go inside but stay by the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We leave like 3 minutes later. Andrea follows suit as she can't understand Filipino :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The decision is made. CHILI WILLY'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I see Poca in the parking lot hurrying towards Leong Hall. We stop him at the crosswalk and kidnap him, forcing him to come with us. He obliges rather quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My car's our transport. Heading to Katipunan and CHILI WILLY'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Camille and I concoct a plan. Wissa renders it useless :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wissa loves Tik Tok too. Good job Dub :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CHILI WILLY'S is open! But there is no parking available. So damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wissa has a better idea: NEW BANAPPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NEW BANAPPLE's parking challenges me. The guard wants to see if I can put it over the sidewalk. Easy as banapple pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, the (non-)hassle could've been avoided altogether had Geeann not beat us there and taken the less obstacle-y parking slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We go inside. This is my first time in a BANAPPLE, much less NEW BANAPPLE. I have to ask Camille how to order. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Patrick is stumped. What do I order? Something with rice? What??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andrea has a discount card, announces this fact to me and doesn't offer to let me avail of it too. THANKS Moo. (Kidding! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Geeann got thinner or (taller.) Geeann: "Ganon talaga 'pag tumatanda ang babae." Patrick got creepier. Patrick: "Parang pumayat ka nga. Chine-check out kita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The strawberry cheesecake thing looked good. I will get some next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Orders are made and we sit around our cramped little table. We were not in an episode of How I Met Your Mother and we weren't in McLaren's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Small talk. The table provides our topic. Was it a banapple in the sea, really? Wissa: "M&amp;amp;M's? M&amp;amp;M's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We move to another table. Less cramped. But the design is reminiscent of marbles so Patrick is happy. Patrick: "Jolen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In a stroke of genius (or insanity) Wissa wants to go back and sign on the sign-out sheet. Andrea shockingly agrees. She, Dub and I head back to Ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wissa drives. I'm alive and typing this. That's all you have to know about her driving. And that she has road rage when there's no music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy," God I love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shortcut! Wissa is an experienced driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andrea makes kuwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A ride with Andrea, Wissa and me is not awkward. Not awkward at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hehe @ the line directly above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Suffice to say, we accomplish what we set out to do. I will not delve into the details for it involved morally questionable acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-(Will someone from OSCI read this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Back to NEW BANAPPLE. Wissa doesn't kill us naman. The parking nearly killed me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The three of us finally get to eat. My longganisa was okay. Geeann's order was great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andrea was the only girl who finished all of her food. Go Andrea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wissa needs to use the bathroom. I accompany her in the waiting area. The person who walks out of the ladies room makes Wissa and I do a double-take. Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Camille finishes my water. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Apparently, for some people, L4D &gt; The Sacrament of the Holy Eucharist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Geeann, Wissa and Andrea in one car. Camille, Poca and I in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Camille, why were you in front? Kala ko ba kapag may guy, yung guy sa harap? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Though our attempt to catch the mass was met with failure since we got there when it ended. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Separate ways. Bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all thought Pabaon was going to be this really important lecture on graduating. Turned out it wasn't. Turned out Pabaon was really about taking the things College gives you out into the real world and cherishing it for the rest of your days. You know, things like friendship. After 4 years, but what really felt like no time at all, I was at a restaurant with the friends I began college with having fun and just enjoying the each other's company. What are the odds? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-997186938648728651?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/997186938648728651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=997186938648728651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/997186938648728651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/997186938648728651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/real-pabaon.html' title='Real Pabaon'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-8141601277397021471</id><published>2009-12-07T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:12:27.906-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Fantasy!</title><content type='html'>So after a 14-4 start to the season, I have come back down to earth. My record for the past 4 weeks is 18-18. Not bad, not good, just really mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I think. My record could've been worse. Timely injuries of course, were the main factor in all of this. My team has been hurt for the past month. Hurt players do not have stats and therefore do not contribute. Erick Dampier has been hurt. Andrei Kirilenko. Troy Murphy was hurt at the start of the year, came back and has not been producing as much as I think he can. I signed Mike Dunleavy Jr. and Kevin Martin when they were still injured but Mike's come back and is giving me some decent numbers. Injuries are part of the game. I understand. I will not complain. I will hope though. Because in a good week? My team will kill your team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a good week first and foremost? Well it's a week where none of my guys are hurt. Production matters. And if all my guys are producing, my team will kill your team. I know, you can say that about all fantasy teams. But does your team have 5 guys who can potentially go for triple-doubles? Andre Iguodala, Russell Westbrook, Deron Williams, Monta Ellis and Tyreke Evans are all capable of that. They're a group of ultra-athletic, quick and strong types who can fill-up many different categories. Guys can get me steals and 3's too. Jeff Green and Murphy are versatile bigs who can play inside or out, grab boards and shoot a high percentage on free throws. Dampier can get me 16 rebounds and 3 blocks easy. Aaron Brooks is small but deadly from the outside. Once he gets going, Mike Dun will be a steady diet of 16-5-5 with 2 threes and good percentages. My one guy who has been in a funk all season long? Wilson Chandler. Once he snaps out of it, get ready for some outrageous totals across the board. I'm still waiting for Kevin Martin for crying out loud! Oh and I just picked up Udonis Haslem (had to drop AK) so he's going to give me a boost in boards big time. Really, my team will kill your team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this'll be a good week. After two straight weeks of 4-5 losses, this is the week that will put me back on the top of the standings. No Kevin Martin yet but that won't be a problem. I got this. I may be against Dwyane Wade, Derrick Rose, Tim Duncan and Josh Smith this week but hot damn I feel confident. Here goes nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-8141601277397021471?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8141601277397021471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=8141601277397021471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8141601277397021471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/8141601277397021471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/fantasy.html' title='Fantasy!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5844918540643064798</id><published>2009-12-04T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:44:10.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You have got to know right? You know. You have to. Otherwise, you wouldn't be doing this to me. Because you're really doing this. You can't really have crushes on almost everyone I know. You're in love with everyone around me. Do you realize what it is you're doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to know. Oh dear god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5844918540643064798?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5844918540643064798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5844918540643064798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5844918540643064798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5844918540643064798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-have-got-to-know-right-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5190457230487196980</id><published>2009-12-01T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:27:17.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished</title><content type='html'>Oh god. I just lost the fight. I just lost. It's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the end. This was it. Tonight, I lost the battle for your heart.&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/1665661699571690436-5190457230487196980?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5190457230487196980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5190457230487196980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5190457230487196980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5190457230487196980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/12/finished.html' title='Finished'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-625192968194958538</id><published>2009-11-26T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:35:40.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Guy</title><content type='html'>I'm your guy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-625192968194958538?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/625192968194958538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=625192968194958538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/625192968194958538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/625192968194958538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-guy.html' title='Your Guy'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5968699921553694148</id><published>2009-11-24T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:18:12.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay. So they say it's obvious to everyone. Par for the course, it's unsettling, but I'll deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you okay? I do. For a while now. A few weeks. I didn't mean to. Again, you can't help who you fall in love with. But it's there. I'm sure. You're gorgeous. I've said this to you so many times. You are never ever inadequate. You are fine just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? Look in the mirror. See that smile? Those dimples? They make me melt. Your hair is alluring, your eyes are bright and your skin, mocha. Can't you tell how stunningly beautiful you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're charming you know? Peppy. Delightful. Easy-going. Smarter than you let on. Proud. Lovely. Sweet. Kind and caring. I don't need to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, if you figure it out, just know that I think the world of you. And if you could find a way to see that it just might be fun to take a chance with me, let me know. I'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5968699921553694148?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5968699921553694148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5968699921553694148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5968699921553694148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5968699921553694148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-you.html' title='Hey You'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5750991782946637290</id><published>2009-11-21T06:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T06:10:57.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY AM I SO DAMN ALONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5750991782946637290?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5750991782946637290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5750991782946637290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5750991782946637290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5750991782946637290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-am-i-so-damn-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-891248773154268091</id><published>2009-11-21T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:29:08.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do not mean to do it. I do not intend things to go down like that. I do not. I am not evil. I am not a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero of the story remember? Not the bad guy? Didn't anyone hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's true that the best villains don't even think that they are villains. Well, maybe only at the end of the story when they don't get the girl and end up with their faces wiping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you aren't who you think you are, when it seems as if the whole world is telling you something and you can't hear it, that's when you know that there's something wrong with you. The sad part's when you've already done this dance and sang this song. That's when it hits you that you're always going to be like this and there's nothing you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone kill me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-891248773154268091?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/891248773154268091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=891248773154268091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/891248773154268091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/891248773154268091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-not-mean-to-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-918425775907895870</id><published>2009-11-21T04:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:15:50.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well guess who sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like me anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-918425775907895870?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/918425775907895870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=918425775907895870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/918425775907895870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/918425775907895870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-guess-who-sucks-i-do-not-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3799013886057282580</id><published>2009-11-14T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T04:21:02.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quite possibly the greatest day of my entire life (up to this point haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was full - Like literally, I had maybe an hour of downtime.&lt;br /&gt;It was different - One really different thing really :)&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome - The power rings? ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;It was spectacular - ALL THE CASH I GOT? :))&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing - Spending the day with the people I love the most? Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was everything I've ever wanted in a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who kept me busy replying to them through text or on Facebook (and Twitter!), I appreciate all the love. Thank you so much for the greets and well wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I spent the day with, to Tito Net's staff in the New Zealand Embassy, to the people whom I spent lunch with, the people I had dinner with to the lady at Manor manning the cashier, you made my day incredible, uncanny, spectacular, sensational, astonishing and amazing. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Papa and Mikey and Mommy (Daddy, Nana and Wowo too!) and all my Titos and Titas and cousins and cousin-in-laws and nieces, I thank you for all your love and support. You've known me all my life and have put up with me and cared for me like no one else can, because you're fam. I owe you all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian, Nico, Ally, Sevi, Carmel, Corinna, Racela, Doms, Bea, Sarah, Iya, Lex, Enzo, Raf, Arjay, Chlods, Tono, Convo, Gela, Losman, Balma, Camille, Mel, Patrick, Eira...LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Carpool, I love comtech, I love Block T and my M.E. friends, I LOVE MY A-BOYS! I love my family, I love God, I love the world. Haha. How lucky can a guy be right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 21 was so so epic. Top to bottom, November 13, 2009 has to be my favorite day ever. November 13, 2010 has its work cut out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been tragic and terrible and painful and depressing, but it's also been hopeful, joyous, blessed, funny, manic and wonderful. To paraphrase a line from my favorite song ever, I want it exactly that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jeri Favis. I'm 21 years old. I have great people in my life and they make me want to see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3799013886057282580?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3799013886057282580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3799013886057282580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3799013886057282580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3799013886057282580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1487456239913301710</id><published>2009-11-12T18:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:16:43.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1ODA3ODUwODUzMSZwdD*xMjU4MDc4NTk5MTI1JnA9MzQ1NDUxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*zYWMxYjYwNGJiZjg*NmVhODI5OGEwMWYyMjg1ODdmNSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groupcard.com/c/9U8RdtFhLZL" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/gc-bigthumb/coverxRsmk4fImBm.gif" alt="Check Out this Birthday Card I Just Received!" height="220" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groupcard.com/c/9U8RdtFhLZL" target="_blank" &gt;Check Out this Birthday Card I Just Received!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groupcard.com/covers.php" target="_blank"&gt;Create your own!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1487456239913301710?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1487456239913301710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1487456239913301710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1487456239913301710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1487456239913301710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-out-this-birthday-card-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4710397955776059666</id><published>2009-11-11T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:10:15.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a glorious thing to be in love. It fills you with this impossible power, like Mario on Star-power, you are invincible. There is nothing you can't do. Full of excitement, full of courage, full of conviction, there's no such thing as defeat. Mountains can be conquered, dragons slayed and crises averted. You are at the peak of human emotion, you feel nothing but the unquenchable thirst to do, to live, to love. The world bends to your will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine losing all of that. Imagine the unthinkable, imagine losing all of that power, all of that love. Let yourself fall, fall, fall so fast from the heavens that the impact of your landing is not unlike that of a nuclear bomb. And from the fallout, you rise. Or, you try to, because you can't possibly stand up straight anymore. You are crippled, weakened and broken. All out of love, all out of power. Shadows suddenly start engulfing your paradise. The stars do not shine for you, the birds do not sing and all hope is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the only two ways one can fall when one falls in love. On the most perilous tightrope act anyone's ever faced, failure means death and success brings life. It's terrifying. It's a risk that no one in their right mind would ever take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And yet I take the leap on a regular basis, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm just crazy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;What I'm dying to say, is that I'm crazy for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4710397955776059666?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4710397955776059666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4710397955776059666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4710397955776059666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4710397955776059666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-for-you.html' title='Crazy For You'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-592073101750366039</id><published>2009-11-08T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:47:01.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felix Felicis</title><content type='html'>That is how I feel right now. As if I had just drank some Felix Felicis. Liquid Luck. I had a good afternoon. I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like old times. :"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-592073101750366039?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/592073101750366039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=592073101750366039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/592073101750366039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/592073101750366039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/felix-felicis.html' title='Felix Felicis'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-7856750317366140011</id><published>2009-11-05T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:11:18.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>Not again. Haha. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-7856750317366140011?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7856750317366140011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=7856750317366140011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7856750317366140011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/7856750317366140011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5875544046662179415</id><published>2009-11-04T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:36:58.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Yankees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Pettitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariano Rivera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Derek Jeter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Night Lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny Granger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex Rodriguez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indiana Pacers'/><title type='text'>Good Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Yankees have just won championship no. 27. WOW. Congratulations boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always amazing to follow a team during a championship season. You're in for a ride you know? You watch games, check box scores, read every story, and then you see them win it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they beat a really great team too! The Phillies are awesome in their own right and I was legitimately afraid of them everytime they went up to bat. Whether it was Ryan Howard, Chase Utley, Jimmy Rollins, Raul Ibanez or whomever was up next, each hitter was a threat to go deep. Cliff Lee led a superb rotation of starting pitchers. People shouldn't overlook the fact that the Yankees beat a really, really, REALLY good team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Championships are won by the team you know can bring it every night and can bring it as a team. Sacrifice, heart and unity get it done. This team had all of that. Derek Jeter, Mariano Rivera, Andy Pettitte and Jorge Posada, just like old times right? Legacy players who won it all one more time. First-timers Mark Teixeira, CC Sabathia, AJ Burnett all got the job done. And of course, Alex Rodriguez finally got his first championship ring. Oh and last but certainly not least, Hideki Matsui as the DH winning World Series MVP. Congrats Godzilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! The Pacers got their first win today beating (ironically) the New York Knicks. Guess you can't have everything. Haha. Thank God for TJ Ford today. Dahntay Jones, Brandon Rush and Roy Hibbert too! Danny, you better not skip out on the media this time (I suspect reporters will be in a rush to leave though, wanting to get to Yankee Stadium).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Plus, I've got Friday Night Lights to watch later too! Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5875544046662179415?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5875544046662179415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5875544046662179415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5875544046662179415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5875544046662179415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-sports-day.html' title='Good Sports Day'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-9160722303040199351</id><published>2009-11-02T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:11:48.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>Not as flawless as "I love you," but they mean just about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as bold as "I need you," but it conveys the same emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as passionate as "I want you," but just as powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's proximity, there's distance.&lt;br /&gt;There's love, there's hate.&lt;br /&gt;There's familiarity, there's insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;There's promise, there's disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;There's joy, there's sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you're really saying is, "You aren't here. Why not? Why can't you be here, where I am? Why can't you be here with me, now? Why can't we be together? Come back to me please. Because I need you here where I am. I need you to complete me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some part of me ("I") is missing ("miss") and it's you ("you").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you're really saying? "Do you miss me too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-9160722303040199351?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/9160722303040199351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=9160722303040199351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9160722303040199351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9160722303040199351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5348936581791662002</id><published>2009-10-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:31:51.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel McHale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chevy Chase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny Pudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donald Glover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><title type='text'>Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My new favorite comedy, bar none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So effin' hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take today's episode, "Introductions to Statistics," Danny Pudi dressed up as Batman for Halloween and even had the Christian Bale voice down-pat. You have to see it to believe it. That was some funny stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel McHale is always hilarious, the girls (Gillian Jacobs, Yvette Nicole Brown, Alison Brie) are cute and funny too, Chevy Chase is kinda awesome and Donald Glover is all sorts of WIN. If the cast is any indication, the show is a hit, I promise. Oh and Ken Jeong is just spectacular. John Oliver is on it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and they have the best EBB's (ending billboard) in the business, always worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch Community!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5348936581791662002?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5348936581791662002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5348936581791662002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5348936581791662002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5348936581791662002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/community.html' title='Community'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3068241692718808067</id><published>2009-10-29T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:08:03.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey!</title><content type='html'>"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holden said that? Really? I HAVE to re-read Catcher again. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3068241692718808067?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3068241692718808067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3068241692718808067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3068241692718808067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3068241692718808067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey.html' title='Hey!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-3179777232969077084</id><published>2009-10-29T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T06:54:30.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Night Lights'/><title type='text'>Can't Lose</title><content type='html'>Clear eyes, full hearts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Friday Night Lights is just awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-3179777232969077084?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3179777232969077084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=3179777232969077084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3179777232969077084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/3179777232969077084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-lose.html' title='Can&apos;t Lose'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1927127583604852299</id><published>2009-10-29T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:38:54.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Desire</title><content type='html'>Low point. That's where I'm at. At the bottom of a very deep, deep pit. I feel...nothing? No. Tired. I feel drained. Just emotionally spent. You get high, you're happy and ecstatic...then something comes along and makes you want to tear your eyes out for looking at it. It's fucking terrible is what it is. Emotions man, they're so chaotic and fickle and unpredictable and beautiful and terrifying. Sometimes a guy can't take it anymore right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really at a low point though? Maybe I'm back at my "origin" of sorts. You know, like on a graph or number line. No, that can't be, because I feel like shit. You know how after you do something really strenuous, you just feel wasted and um, tired (duh, dipshit)? Yeah, see that's the thing, that really strenuous activity could've been fun and all, but you'll still feel the after effects of exerting so much effort and energy and emotion. That's how I feel now. Like, I've gone through the whole emotional spectrum and it's left me...like a Black Lantern. (Heh. Couldn't resist.) Seriously, I hate my life, I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a myriad of reasons why anyone would hate their life and I don't want to get into it too much here because it'll be woefully depressing so yeah, shutting up about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good parts? They're a lot of those too. Heading towards my 21st birthday, I have a lot to be thankful for. I'm blessed, I know that...but I still want more. Call it greed, selfishness, whatever. I want more. It's only natural right? It's what makes us human? Human fucking desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, that's a lot of cock and bull. Desire negatively affects the highs and makes the lows lower. Desire is this fucked up thing that tells us what we want but ultimately will never get. Desire is fucking evil. Not one good thing comes from desire or drive or whatever it is people tell themselves is just disappoinment in disguise. Nothing good ever comes from desire. It sounds fucking evil anyway! It makes you want more so you aren't content with what you have and it makes you sad when you didn't get what you wanted. What the fuck right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution therefore is to be content with your life yeah? To appreciate everything, to look at all your blessings, yadda yadda yadda? Good luck with that. Oh shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1927127583604852299?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1927127583604852299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1927127583604852299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1927127583604852299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1927127583604852299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-desire.html' title='I Hate Desire'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2107910290357169193</id><published>2009-10-28T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:52:20.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deron Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny Granger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indiana Pacers'/><title type='text'>All Is Right In The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's something really...beautiful, when there are actual NBA box scores to check. It's like finding something that was once lost. You're whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am whole again. I am complete. Everything's back to normal. Thus, I've made a list of 15 things that I as an NBA fan will do this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Hype up every Pacer win.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Continue to drive the Danny Granger bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Steadfastly continue to believe that the Pacers are winning the 'chip this year. (They are.)&lt;br /&gt;4.) Bear witness to the King and spread his word to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Root for the Oklahoma City Thunder kids namely, Kevin Durant, Russell Westbrook and Jeff Green.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Laugh at every Laker loss. (Die Sasha, die.)&lt;br /&gt;7.) Laud the exploits of my favorite point guard in the league, Deron Williams and vote for him as a starter for the West.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Scour the waiver wire for people to add/drop throughout the Fantasy season.&lt;br /&gt;9.) Pray that Williams, Westbrook, Green, Monta Ellis, Wilson Chandler, Spencer Hawes, Troy Murphy, Andre Iguodala, Yi Jian Lian, Courtney Lee, Andrei Kirilenko, Aaron Brooks and Channing Frye don't get hurt too much and produce as much as they can.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Predict that the Cavs will beat the Spurs for the title this year.&lt;br /&gt;11.) Totally and fully support the Khlomar show. (I'm praying for a Kim Kardashian-Luke Walton hook-up)&lt;br /&gt;12.) Keep an eye on Tyreke Evans, Trevor Ariza, Greg Oden, Lou Williams, Chris Douglas-Roberts, Eric Gordon, Ryan Gomes, JJ Redick and Randy Foye.&lt;br /&gt;13.) Totally support the Jerry Sloan for Coach of the Year initiative.&lt;br /&gt;14.) Watch Allen Iverson implode in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;15.) Rejoice in the return of Gilbert Arenas, basketball stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a full does of NBA basketball today was quite possibly the best part of not having school. You're around for everything as it happens. They aren't highlights yet; they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moments&lt;/span&gt;. And that's what makes it fun watching the NBA. To quote a line from the movie Hitch: "Life isn't the number of breaths you take. It's the moments that take your breath away." God I love this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2107910290357169193?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2107910290357169193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2107910290357169193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2107910290357169193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2107910290357169193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-is-right-in-world.html' title='All Is Right In The World'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4233256694156363951</id><published>2009-10-26T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T03:35:05.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeri Favis'/><title type='text'>Shooter</title><content type='html'>GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love it when I get stops, get steals, get blocks, make good passes and make good decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting and scoring have never been my main priority. However, when I do find myself in a groove and hitting my shots? It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand now. I understand why people get excited about how many points you've scored and taking as many shots as you can. It won't change my basketball philosophy (defense first) but I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4233256694156363951?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4233256694156363951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4233256694156363951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4233256694156363951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4233256694156363951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/shooter.html' title='Shooter'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-38833494252950042</id><published>2009-10-25T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:12:39.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>I am trapped. Like, just trapped. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-38833494252950042?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/38833494252950042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=38833494252950042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/38833494252950042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/38833494252950042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/trapped.html' title='Trapped'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4898149913224631759</id><published>2009-10-22T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:20:12.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Monteith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mathew Morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Lynch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lea Michele'/><title type='text'>Glee Season 1 Episode 8 Mash-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Tweets for this episode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Why doesn't the guy who looks like James Jones stick up for Glee too? BASTARD JAMES JONES LOOK ALIKE. MIKE CHANG &gt; JAMES JONES LOOK ALIKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Mathew Morrison just proved that he is undoubtedly god-like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Rachel was a hot jew and the good lord wanted me to get into her pants." :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Oh my lord Rachel is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;(I'm taking the lord's name in vain. I'm going to hell, I know this. STOP MAKING JOKES ABOUT IT THEN...Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Are you questioning my bad ass-ness? Have you seen my guns?" WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I love Puck :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Wow. It took like 19 minutes before our first Sue Sylvester scene. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;WHOA. SUE. NICE????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;WAIT. This episode is awesome! CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT FROM PUCK, SUE AND KEN?? WHOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;MIKE CHANG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Finn you bastard. YOU BASTARD. (Go Kurt!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Aawww Finn you geeky bastard. Zombie and Terminator references haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"If it is one minute late, I will go the animal shelter and get you a kitty cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty cat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;and then on some dark, cold night, I will steal away into your home and punch you in the face." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;What a cute episode :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Wait sorry. That last Tweet should be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-WHAT AN AWESOME EPISODE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Seriously, this episode jumps up to my top 15 favorite episodes of any TV show ever, easy. No joke. It was hilarious (Puck's lines, Sue's line, all the slushy stuff), heart-warming (Sue and Shu, friends?? The ending!) and just plain awesome (Mr. Shu's performances of Thong Song and Bust-A-Move). I LOVED IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;This along with me nailing most of my 3-balls earlier today plus that thing someone said to me about my writing (if you are reading this, THANK YOU SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOU) makes today, October 22, 2009 my favorite day of the year. Yowza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4898149913224631759?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4898149913224631759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4898149913224631759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4898149913224631759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4898149913224631759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/glee-season-1-episode-8-mash-up.html' title='Glee Season 1 Episode 8 Mash-Up'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-6809757623816662691</id><published>2009-10-19T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:26:17.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Monteith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mathew Morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lea Michele'/><title type='text'>My 7 Ideas For Glee</title><content type='html'>Glee is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The Glee Bandwagon? I'm driving it.&lt;br /&gt;Glee stars Mathew Morrison, Lea Michele, Dianna Aragon, Cory Monteith, Kevin McHale, Amber Riley, Chris Colfer, Jane Lynch, among others. If I know more than half the cast, that means I like the show. (See: My Love for Battlestar Galactica, Friday Night Lights, Lost, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Every week, I have a new favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;Glee is ridiculously good.&lt;br /&gt;Should Glee do these 7 things, I will be a happy man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Show up on American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon. This is a no-brainer. They sing on Glee, they sing on Idol. They'er on the same network too. They could do guest performances every week. Or well, they wouldn't be guests anymore but point is, Fox has two shows where people sing. Do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And Ms. Ellen. PLEASE. If this ever happens, SHOW UP IN A TRACKSUIT SIMILAR TO WHAT JANE LYNCH'S CHARACTER SUE SYLVESTER WEARS. THIS WILL BE COMEDY GOLD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be this year's Top 12 on American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS. There are enough singers on the show to form a Top 12. This way, every performance on Idol will rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cover High School Musical songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you even begin to imagine how awesome and hilarious that would be?? DISNEY. FOX. Make it happen! I'd die on the spot if Finn and Rachel did Breaking Free or if Puck did Bet On It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cover Backstreet Boys songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get Jay-Z or Beyonce or Taylor Swift or Lil Wayne or Maroon 5 to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve's gonna a do guest spot right? Can we get other really super famous people to show up to? I mean, sure, it'd be tough but the ratings would be incredible! And have them sing! Don't waste'em on cameos! The show is about singing and stuff. You have a famous musician on the show, have them perform! (Josh Groban was on the show and he didn't sing. WTF. Dude was funny though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Can we get a Rachel-Mr. Shu duet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. The two best singers on the show. C'mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go on tour. Better yet, go on tour all over the world. Specifically, the Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be different! Go on tour! Rule the damn world. Make me a happy man and come here. I will be first in line, promise. If you came here, you'd totally own the country. It'd make sooooo many people happy. Please? I'm not a stalker or anything but I'd so like to meet all of you. Go go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-6809757623816662691?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6809757623816662691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=6809757623816662691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6809757623816662691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/6809757623816662691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-7-ideas-for-glee.html' title='My 7 Ideas For Glee'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-9164182178612396083</id><published>2009-10-17T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T06:49:02.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Block T</title><content type='html'>I love my blockmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an amazingly fun day of singing and eating and Resident Evil-ing. It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have to give it up to all of my blockmates for making this day really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Except for the fact that Chamie had a flat tire and Choi got home late. Guys, hope everything worked out for the best.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, there were so many highlights for me personally:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rode with Camille, just the two of us, for the first time in a long time. Never thought it'd happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FINALLY PLAYED RESIDENT EVIL 5. I miss Leon though. AND THE CONTROL SCHEME OF RESIDENT EVIL 4. What was the point of switching up the square and x buttons, Capcom? What difference did that make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Played Rock Band 2 for the first time too. My first Rock Band experience ever. I hate the guitar. The drums are okay if someone's helping me hahaha. And I love singing. Except for the part where I have to change my pitch. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rocked out to Mr. Brightside. Sang Don't Stop Believing. Failed at Hands Down. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Great lunch. Guys, I really think we shoulda let Kar Lyle pay for everything. Thanks for funding NBA-DMZ night though! (I kid, I kid!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And I watched a little of Gossip Girl and Vampire Diaries. Supernatural is really part of the same network as those two? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GLEEEEEE! I am torn between Quinn and Rachel. I love Quinn-Finn AND Singing Finn-Singing Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Getting home was more of an adventure than it shoulda been though. Hi Mel! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're about to go our separate ways and be done with College. I'm glad I got to be part of this group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-9164182178612396083?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/9164182178612396083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=9164182178612396083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9164182178612396083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/9164182178612396083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/block-t.html' title='Block T'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-1464114648692411531</id><published>2009-10-13T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:46:24.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise</title><content type='html'>Just be better. It's...part of life. So be better about it. Okay? Just be stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-1464114648692411531?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1464114648692411531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=1464114648692411531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1464114648692411531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/1464114648692411531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/rise.html' title='Rise'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5112993083120514705</id><published>2009-10-12T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:28:35.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Screw This Up</title><content type='html'>DON'T SCREW THIS UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act frakkin' cool for once alright? Be cool J-Fav, play this smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we do, right? Okay. Go time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5112993083120514705?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5112993083120514705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5112993083120514705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5112993083120514705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5112993083120514705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-screw-this-up.html' title='Don&apos;t Screw This Up'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-2629380963383675496</id><published>2009-10-08T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:38:04.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get It Together</title><content type='html'>Getting you shit together isn't as easy as they make it out to be. I've been told you're supposed to be okay with who you are before you start to care about anything else. Also? I've also told other people that when it comes down to it, all you've got is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't I give a fuck about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I'm telling myself, "Don't you always choose what benefits you the most?" You think I do, don't you? No. No I most certainly don't. Because I am not better. I don't live up to my potential. I wallow in mediocrity. I know this and I don't fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes down to me being...worthless without a partner. Why? Because that's how the fuck I'm wired. It's just who I am. I contradict my own preachings. Fuck that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-2629380963383675496?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2629380963383675496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=2629380963383675496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2629380963383675496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/2629380963383675496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-it-together.html' title='Get It Together'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-5874728826257858512</id><published>2009-10-08T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:55:04.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UAAP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Eagles'/><title type='text'>Back-To-Back</title><content type='html'>Because two is better than one. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ateneo Blue Eagles secured their second consecutive championship earlier today against the UE Red Warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an almost perfect display of domination on both ends of the court, Ateneo took the deciding game 3, 71-58. The Eagles were focused on offense (running the break, nailing jumpers, RABEH's  brilliance) and steadfast on D (forcing UE to take jumpers all night long, forcing turnovers to get their own running game going, Ryan Buenfe's SPECTACULAR defense on Paul Lee). Right from the beginning, you knew this was Ateneo's best. Their hardwork and preparation paid off and got them championship no. 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot damn it feels good to get this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Big Fight! GO ATENEO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-5874728826257858512?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5874728826257858512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=5874728826257858512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5874728826257858512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/5874728826257858512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-back.html' title='Back-To-Back'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-252434892239485372</id><published>2009-10-07T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T05:20:50.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship over I think.</title><content type='html'>Today, something was confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stabbed me in the back. Damn you. I dunno how to feel about you anymore. Honestly, I don't hate you. I think I might even understand why you did it. You can't help it right? Yeah, I get that. But damn it, I am not happy for you. So I don't know what this means for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think this means that I have just been shit on again by life. Yes, I know there was a storm that fucked up the lives of so many people but it's all about perspective and right now, from where I'm standing, I just got it bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN. GOD DAMN IT, AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-252434892239485372?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/252434892239485372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=252434892239485372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/252434892239485372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/252434892239485372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/friendship-over-i-think.html' title='Friendship over I think.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-4152793758060147968</id><published>2009-10-06T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:25:25.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back</title><content type='html'>Well. That was a lengthy break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened. One immensely terrible thing happened and put a strain on everything. I pray it doesn't happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-4152793758060147968?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4152793758060147968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=4152793758060147968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4152793758060147968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/4152793758060147968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/10/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665661699571690436.post-798653125056104142</id><published>2009-09-24T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:08:18.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iya General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doms Gana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Racela Abundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iya Gen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4A06'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convocar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4A'/><title type='text'>400!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it couldn't have come at a better time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome time last night with some of the boys at Gab's memorial. Really fun hanging out with Convo, Losman, Arjay, Balma, Nikko, Mark, Aids, Tin and John. And Gab of course. Can't believe they actually found what I wrote for Gab and made me read it. That was sorta kinda embarrassing. But also kinda cool, haha. Wish the others were there too. It's always good when we get the A-Boys together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today naman, I indulged myself. Haha. I played L4D. Convo and I tried a new map. Then we went to Chili Willy's and met up with Cai, Kari, Gela and Ria (John arrived a little later). Great food! I liked my orders. The waiter was kinda snooty though. Nora should punish him. I will see you all again on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, I had Com. Except for one minor incident (a really mataray one), I had loads of fun practicing for our live TV show. There was also that other thing I did. NICE. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to go home. Or so I thought. Ran into Mara Eala. Finally found Iya. Ras found us next. And then I left them with Doms to get the new altis from the high school. (It's over a year old but I still call it the new altis. Haha.) Doms' phone hates her. Haha. She was too busWe were supposed to just get takeout from Flaming Wings but we all decided to eat there instead. We all got the tenders meal and Iya and I got Wicked Oreos. Really good! The drive home was fun. Iya and I just kept on talking because the other two were fast asleep. Haha! I love it when people fall asleep whilst I'm driving. Means I'm driving well. Ras even said it was a comfy ride! Awesome. Then I dropped Iya off at Malunggay street. Haha, nice one Iya. You owe me kuwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top off my day, Carlo Mikhail R. Convocar provided me with the greatest thing ever. HE GOT ME MARVEL ULTIMATE ALLIANCE 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ZOMG!!!!!! I was literally jumping up and down after he called. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really, really, really awesome day. Thank you to everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400. 400 posts. I feel blessed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665661699571690436-798653125056104142?l=guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/798653125056104142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665661699571690436&amp;postID=798653125056104142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/798653125056104142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665661699571690436/posts/default/798653125056104142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guypattersonreturns.blogspot.com/2009/09/400.html' title='400!!!!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06266967788527829835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUipxuG5Mw/SQ8MjhHUWaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0JEs6IDy9s8/S220/DSC00145.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
