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  <title>Jon Graham</title>
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    <title>W T F</title>
    <published>2009-04-24T03:29:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm just not convinced Ryan Reynolds is the best man to play Deadpool... I could be way off base here but honestly...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gryfon:31116</id>
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    <title>Hallo world!</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T23:06:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T23:06:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just thought I'd throw down with a little journal entry, as it's been like... a minute or two since my last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the badass city of Dallas right now (not actually badass, as nothing from Texas is even remotely badass) doing military funerals at the National Cemetery. It's an alright job, an "honor" or whatever to be a part of the final send off for all these old WW2 vets. It's a pretty morbid job though, sometimes we have to give honor's to guys killed in Iraq and that's no fun. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to get out of the Army January 26th but I was "stop lossed" which means that the military basically decided that I needed to stay in an extra year or so. It's taken a toll on me, I'm not a huge fan of the way things are going, but I'm handling it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get out I plan on visiting Europe and Pub crawling my way through a couple other countries then coming back to the states and starting at the University of WA in Seattle. I'm not sure what degree I want to go after, but something suitably hippy-ish... Uhm... I broke my WoW addiction about 4 months ago, and that was a good thing. I didn't like the expansion set very much, just seemed like more of the same business. I've replaced all that time with a lot of reading and time spent at the gym ... and I started a helluva comic book collection? I feel like such a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else to go into... anyways, if you're an old friend and you read this, hit me up.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2007-09-14T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-13T18:35:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-13T18:35:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am 11 months into my 15 month Iraq 'Adventure,' and am glad for it. This place is pretty horrible. Not much news really... I still live in Baghdad, although I use the term "live" as loosely as possible. I'm looking forward to going home, and eating American food once again. I want some Steak damn it, and Fish and Chips, although I guess that's British. I want to play computer games and read fantasy books until my eyes bleed. I also want see Olympic Mountains again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gryfon:30492</id>
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    <title>Wassup yo</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T07:02:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T07:02:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I don't ever update this, but I'm just that bored. I'm in Iraq still, it's almost my birthday (May 31st) and it'll be the 3rd Birthday in a row I've spent in the middle of a desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going ok I guess. I live at what's called a JSS (Joint Security Station) with about 100 Iraqi soldiers, in the middle of the Mansour district of Baghdad. It can be kinda nerve racking, but you get used to it after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other real news about my life... Seems like I've been here so long I can't hardly remember anything from back in the States. Supposed to go home by December hopefully. Well, if anybody stumbles across this, hope everyone I used to know is doing well.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2006-11-07T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T04:04:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T04:04:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I haven't posted on here and forever, and I doubt anybody reads this still. But I figured what the hey, I'm just that bored right now, and there aren't that many things to do in Baghdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the links for some pictures if'n you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/rennard10/imgp0008.jpg"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/rennard10/imgp0008.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/rennard10/grahamboss.jpg"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/rennard10/grahamboss.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/rennard10/brightashell.jpg"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/rennard10/brightashell.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now. Hello to all my old friends by the way. Still remember and think about ya'll often.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2005-05-31T19:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T00:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T00:15:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Spending my 22 birthday in the sand sucks. *nods*</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2005-05-27T11:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-27T16:47:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-27T16:47:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's Memorial Day soon. Remember us soldiers and tremble in fear!</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2005-04-07T13:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T18:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T18:28:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't reckon this gets read much anymore, but just a note on what's up with me. I graduate Basic Training tomorrow. That is all.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2005-01-17T12:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T20:57:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T20:57:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Was I the only one who got a little teary eyed during that Episode of Futurama where Fry is trying to get his 7 leaf clover back from his brother and finds out in the end that his Brother named his son after Fry? Damn. Anyways, 8 more days and my ass is on an airplane to bootcamp. I'm not scared. Really.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-12-17T23:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T07:53:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T07:53:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My favorite teacher ever died on the 13th. His name was Josh Nilsson and he was a helluva guy. We went to his funeral today and it was really nice. A couple hundred people showed up. I was really impressed. He'd touched a lot of peoples lives. A lot of his old students showed up, and a lot of his old teachers from grade school all the way through to his years at Evergreen. Two or three Evergreen professors showed up. That was neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't as sad as I felt I should have been. I felt like I was doing him a diservice by not crying. But I knew Josh, and I know he wouldn't want me to be like that. He would just wanna remember all the fun times we had together. Having heated discussions about the Simpsons and Futurama all through my highschool days with him... I'm gonna remember him forever I reckon. I swore after I went to Zach's dads funeral that I'd never go to another one again (aside from my own, can't miss that one) but that was a dumb thing to say really. I would have felt pretty terrible if I had missed a chance to say goodbye to Josh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this whole losing friends thing. He left behind a 15 year old daugher and his wife and a lot of people that are really gonna miss him. I could make such a huge list of all the good things he's done for the world but I doubt anyone would really care, and it's enough that I know. Anyways I'm done rambling.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-12-05T01:00:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T09:05:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T09:05:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just another month or so now. I'm pretty scared to be honest. I've never really done anything worthwhile in my entire life, nor do I have any real skills. What's coming is in theory going to provide both and well... it's intimidating to say the least. I suppose that might not make much sense but that's how it is. Just knowing that I'm gonna have responsability of any kind makes me shiver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing work for my mom to keep busy in the meantime. She doesn't pay very well at all. I don't really blame her, as I don't actually need much money. Velphane, the admin guy for Hrielith sent me an email asking me to go back. The odd thing was is he sent me another one ten minutes later asking essentially the same thing. Then I got another one asking the same thing but again, worded differently. I think the ol' boy is cracked. I sent him an email back telling him I'd play the day he pursuaded Thantos to be a dm again. I don't think he got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... Hmm. Thomas Newman is great. And I signed my whole Army life insurance plan over to my mom. I figure since my Dad owes me 148,000 in back child support we're pretty square.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-11-25T12:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T20:49:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T20:49:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I liked my goblins. They were funny. They were damn it!</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-10-08T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-09T04:19:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-09T04:20:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finally uploaded some pictures of a hike I went on with my grandpa awhile back. So if you wanna see a fat sweaty man walking up a big freaking hill... And feed some chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/bc/416762de_136e2/bc/My+Documents/edit2.jpg?bfwq2ZBBFIXlmi.n" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/bc/416762de_136e2/bc/My+Documents/edit3.jpg?bfwq2ZBBpKh6WmD8" alt="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/bc/416762de_136e2/bc/My+Documents/edit4.jpg?bfwq2ZBBkg0rMaRg" alt="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/bc/416762de_136e2/bc/My+Documents/edit5.jpg?bfwq2ZBB_rKy03c." alt="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-10-08T10:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-08T17:35:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-08T17:35:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So between Shawn of the Dead and Napolean Dynamite I'm very impressed with the current state of our film-making industry. Though the version we downloaded is much better then the American release of Shaun of the Dead. They took out all the gory stuff over here. How stupid. Like we can't handle a little bit of gore. Watching that movie was certainly an interesting experience. In a few ways that are hard to describe. Funny at any rate. Very funny indeed. I would also highly recommend Napolean Dynamite. *nods*</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-09-28T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T18:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T18:52:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Vast played an acoustic show in Seattle and I missed it. I freaking missed it. That's probably the one time they'll ever play here. Ah well. They put out a new cd and it's alright. I also got a new Puddle of Mud cd, thinking I'd try something new. It's alright. And found 3 colors red. I can't believe I missed Vast.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-09-27T22:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T06:01:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T06:01:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes, this really makes me enthused about joining the army. I mean, I still am, but yea. This was written by a friend of mine, pfc. Dustin Freeman. I don't know why I feel the need to post it. But here it is. Beware the bad language if that's not your cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late and its been too long&lt;br /&gt;Your damn beliefs have fucked you all.&lt;br /&gt;I drive by and see your face. &lt;br /&gt;Amongst the trash and burning waste.&lt;br /&gt;You point your finger as a gun.&lt;br /&gt;And play that familiar rata-tat-tat song.&lt;br /&gt;Well fuck this war and fuck you too.&lt;br /&gt;To think all I ever wanted was to help you.&lt;br /&gt;But too many bombs and too many lives&lt;br /&gt;Have deadened once was my great surprise.&lt;br /&gt;And as I recall the bloody swath &lt;br /&gt;I know my remorse has gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all terrorist mongering nations. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck self-serving politicians and their greedy vendettas &lt;br /&gt;Fuck the far right and fuck the far left. &lt;br /&gt;Like any of those fuckers have seen death. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe if it was their job to fight the war like it is to start it they’d give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;But were just all meat for the grinder. That’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck PETA and fuck the world. &lt;br /&gt;There’s too many of us to save it. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck evangelists and bible thumpers everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;Take a look at what your god wrought. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck the media and fuck your diet coke.&lt;br /&gt;That shit wont make you thin and they don’t give a damn. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck the corporate dime and their American idles. &lt;br /&gt;Praise my middle finger you dancing prancing ass clowns. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck your indifference and fuck mine too. &lt;br /&gt;Its because of us that were all screwed. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck your wars and fuck mine as well. &lt;br /&gt;Its times like these I wish we’d all just go to hell.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-08-15T14:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-15T21:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-15T21:42:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vast - My TV and You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After eating salad and fruit for weeks I'm starting to get to the point where I would kill for some fish and chips, or a steak. Or all you can eat chinese. The jogging has started to take pretty much destroy my shins. But that's what everyone told me to expect, so I wasn't surprised. Excedrin is the key boy I tell you what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate I go in at the end of this week to see if I qualify to get onto the waiting list. I was informed in no uncertain terms that any job I pick in the army I have to go to Iraq like right out of Basic training. Not really to happy about that, but honestly, how bad could it be? At any rate, Mahala.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-07-05T23:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T06:58:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-06T06:58:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So uh, we were driving home from a town called Forks today, that is, Zach and I. We were up there for the fourth. Which was pretty nice really. But yea, it's about a four hour drive one way. But on the way home, about 30 seconds from my house Zach pulls out in front of a car and we get side swiped. That's the second time on my road that's happend, both times my side has been the one to get hit. At any rate I don't remember much of it. I yelled at Zach to stop but I guess he didn't hear me yelling or something. We had this bag of chips that pretty much exploded and flung doritos all over the car. We got hit so hard the face plate of the cdplayer went flying off, and the keys flew out of the ignition. Zach didn't get hurt but my head got smashed pretty hard. I'm feeling ok. My head hurts, obviously. But I reckon I'm fine. If it hurts in the morning I'll go to the doctor. The people that hit us were a couple of old people but they seem to be ok. Zach's car is a write off, and we went down to the wrecking yard to get stuff out of it. It never fails to amaze me how nice tow truck drivers are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've had my fill of car accidents. Flying is starting to look more appealing. Zach seem spretty depressed about it all. I don't know what to say to him though. I never know what to say to that guy. He's about the best friend I got, and he's had it so rough. But yea, anyways... I'm rambling. Overall I liked Forks though. Lotsa hicks.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-06-12T22:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T05:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T05:14:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went and watched the Chronicles of Riddick. It was pretty good. I really wanna see some other movies that are coming out. AvP, The Terminal, and Spiderman 2 mostly. I sure do like comic books, and well, making movies based on comics can't be a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blizzard is putting up a fan art secion. Would be a good way for prospective artists to get some art out there I reckon. Hard to say though. Wish I could draw. Maybe if I paint up some mini's. That could work. I gotta find an Arthas Mini though. Probably wouldn't be all that hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My truck is d-e-d. Kinda upsetting. Karma is a real bitch.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-06-06T16:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-06T23:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-06T23:46:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This guy &lt;a href="http://www.anry.ru/gallery/i%60m_home/i%60m_home_eng.htm"&gt;http://www.anry.ru/gallery/i%60m_home/i%60m_home_eng.htm&lt;/a&gt; is a fantastic artist. That picture specificly. I dunno why I like it so much, especially since it's so... I dunno, goth. And lord knows how much I hate goths. But that picture strikes me as very intense. He also drew the best picture of Freeman to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have any news. I managed to run almost two miles the other day without dying. I'm rather taking well to exercise. The one activity of the day where I'm not thinking. It's grand, thought seems to be my chief enemy currently. Just nearly done with school. Taking huge annoying tests. God knows I'd rather eat my own crap then take some of these tests. Someone told me once that studying is easier while drunk. I'm tempted to test that theory.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-05-31T22:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-01T05:48:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-01T05:48:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That last entry was supposed to be my last, but hey, I just can't help myself. Today is my 21st birthday. Overall not a bad day, but I'm a little disappointed. I always hear about people having such wild fun on there 21st birthdays. I sat in my basement and watched the American Hotrodder marathon on TV. Not that I'm complaining. Well, maybe I am. At any rate I got some money from my mom and grandparents. Didn't even hear from my dad, but I reckon they did something for Memorial Day weekend. Didn't get really what I was hoping for, but no one ever does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun no what it is, maybe it was turning 21 but I understand why people do certain things now. Why people do drugs or drink or even smoke. I never did before, but now I think it's just another means to happyness for an individual. I used to fault people for such things, thinking that maybe it was the lazy persons way out. But that's so wrong. Why's it different that I spend 60 bucks on a computer game from how someone will spend the same amount on beer or something? But anyways I got off my tower. Still people shouldn't do drugs, I'm not sure what the difference is but that still bugs me for some reason.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-05-05T11:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T18:25:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T20:31:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm joining the United States Army. Been talking to a recruiter for about a week now, seems I'm joining the infantry. I'd like to go airborn truth be told, but I'm to heavy. Well, can't have everything in life. First I'll be going to what's called MEPS. It's where I'll take my tests and do the medical exams and what not. That's where I'll learn when I'm to be shipped off to Basic, which is uhm... 3 months I think. 2 and a half maybe. I hope Iraq is nice in the summer, I've heard good things. At the least I'll get to spend a couple weeks in Germany. Herr Frauline? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I also broke my foot yesterday. Going to the doctor tonight.</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-04-07T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-08T03:50:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-08T03:50:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0356634/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0356634/&lt;/a&gt; Look. It's a Garfield movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. *shoots self in face*</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-04-01T19:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-02T03:08:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-02T03:08:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanna talk to someone right now. *mumbles* You're all asleep or otherwise busy. FINE!</content>
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    <title>gryfon @ 2004-04-01T08:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-01T17:00:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T17:00:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vast - Touched</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok so... I got a deli sandwich from the local grocery store and I'm pretty sure it gave me some mild food poisoning. I figure this because I was in the bathroom a couple times yesterday in some very uncomfortable circumstances. Seems to be ok now though, I think I slept it off. Which is good. Yes sir. Not sure what to talk about. I suddenly have this huge urge to play BG2 again. I blame this person that commented on an elf community. *shakes fist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate I need to work on a job thing since I'm just about done with classes. I was hoping to get this security job down at the hospital but that doesn't seem likely. Which is kinda sad, because I woulda loved the hours. But oh well. If there's one thing I've learned, there's always jobs available. You just gotta be willing to do the work.</content>
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