<?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-5603766</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:47:03.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in the Future is Cool!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>The story of me and my penis.

Email us both at livinginthefutureiscool@yahoo.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-106243071709305888</id><published>2003-09-01T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T08:38:37.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well add 3 more to the headcount, bringing my total to a whopping 42!!! I am now officially an uber slut. None of them were particularly great. I am still looking for that one special lady. The really hot one that will just make my last X cry and cry when she sees us together. Speaking of Xes, when she found out that I was back on the market and getting some she just had to come over and throw it on me. To prove that she is the best I will ever have. Sadly it's very true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-106243071709305888?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106243071709305888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106243071709305888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106243071709305888' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-106078753588420161</id><published>2003-08-13T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T08:17:02.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The place I live in is great!!! It's 100-year-old apt building. A relic from my city's heyday. 6 stories of fading majesty, the kind of place that had a doorman up until the mid eighties. Now it’s a home to about 70 young professionals and college girls. Its close proximity to primarily Girls College may be it's best feature. Every night a small crowd of people gathers on the stoop to drink imported beer, wine and smoke. Last night may have been the stoop night to end all stoop nights. An older lady that works at an upscale restaurant around the corner brought home a bottle of some Australian merlot. There was the usual crowd of chicks there, but there was also a really cute 20-year-old Bettie that I had not met yet. We will call he M. M is the typical young fresh out High School cutie. Thy type that wears belly shirts and low cut jeans (god bless low cut jeans). About 3 hours into the drinking event somehow it came up that I thought I could curl her entire body. Well I am not on to refuse a physical challenge when a cutie is involved. So after about 10 reps of curling M I had my tongue down her throat. The next thing we knew it was 2 am on a school night. We all returned to our respective apts. I am very much looking forward to the next stoop party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-106078753588420161?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106078753588420161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106078753588420161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106078753588420161' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-106064445627418024</id><published>2003-08-11T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T16:27:36.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is something that is always a bad idea,&lt;br /&gt;1) Drank beer&lt;br /&gt;2) Listen to the eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the night your soon to be exwife is bringing over papers. FEELINGS SUCK!!!! Take them all, someone please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-106064445627418024?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106064445627418024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106064445627418024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106064445627418024' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-106030539480747459</id><published>2003-08-07T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T18:16:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I managed to get laid!!! It was great, just swell really. But with who you ask? My soon to be ex-wife! Yes, there is nothing like being the other guy to the new boy friend. He has been out of town I think and for the past 3 days its been a regular bone fest and I have got the web cam captures and audio tape to prove it (not of the actual act but, of her coming and leaving the next morning). I think I can get this assholes email. Should I send it to him??? input please. livinginthefutureiscool@yahoo.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-106030539480747459?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106030539480747459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106030539480747459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106030539480747459' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-106001589710723408</id><published>2003-08-04T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T09:51:36.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate my exwife today more then usual, I am not sure why. Maybe it's because she's getting dicked down by some new asshole who sleeps in my bed and watches my bigass TV. Or maybe its just the fact she is a lying whore. Hmmmm... I really need to get laid. It would be good for the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-106001589710723408?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106001589710723408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/106001589710723408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106001589710723408' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-105985604965396295</id><published>2003-08-02T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T13:29:31.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not posted in a few, I was at the lake. It was strange to be up there with no connection to the wired world. Maybe it was a healthy for me. But, my little brother seemed to took it harder, he got the shakes. I had a whole lot of porn to catch up on but I seemed to work my way through it OK. &lt;br /&gt;I live in NY where they just started enforcing this smoking ban. Basically you can no longer smoke in restaurants and bars. I have mixed feelings about this. I smoke and not being able to have a gin and tonic in one hand a smoke in the other does suck. But on the other hand having to go outside to smoke offers a new way to talk to girls (ones with bad breath anyhow). This can also work has a safety measure, take this scenario for example, I was sitting in this bar last night with a buddy (actually he is my boss, becoming booze buddies is one of the smartest things you can do in life) and there is this red head looking over my way. I should mention that I am supposed to wear glasses but I would never wear them in a bar (or anywhere where there might be girls). To me she looked about 30 to 35 but my buddy says she looks old. I refuse to hear that and proceed to follow her out for her next smoke break. I go to ask her for a light and it was then  under the light from the street lights that I noticed the resemblance to the crypt keeper. I hot boxed my smoke and went back in to find my pal, I told him "not if I was totally blitzed and you were not here".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-105985604965396295?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105985604965396295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105985604965396295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105985604965396295' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-105908684751767211</id><published>2003-07-24T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T15:47:41.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am at the part time gig, You see I just can't get enough IT in one day so I come here at night to be surrounded by the whir and hum of high technology. Our maybe I am a whore just like all of you. The day job is a government thing, very low key and somewhat behind the times. But this place is fucking amazing, it's a huge health plan company and they have a lot of money to spend on tech shit. The server room looks like a god damn movie set. I am serious, I get a little chubber every time I walk in......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thing I hate for the day: Country Home Fashions&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/5603766-105908684751767211?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105908684751767211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105908684751767211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105908684751767211' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-105906955275620613</id><published>2003-07-24T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T15:27:16.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I was on this date last night, I hot blonde that I work with (in a different dept.) We will call her "J" She's is a little older then me, 30 but no kids. I have actually taken her out about 6 or 7 times now. I thought tonight would be the night but, alias I was denied. She is defiantly worth the wait. I have started to find mature women much more appealing lately.  I am wondering if I still want to talk to this girl after I .... you know. I mean she is not boring to talk to but, she is a huge cock rock groupie, yeah I know. On the way home she had us listening to fucking POISON. Then she starts to tell me that she kissed the lead singer and the drummer from that band. The low point of the date came right at that moment. I replied by telling her that could have lived my whole life with out knowing that. Maybe that's where I dropped the ball ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-105906955275620613?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105906955275620613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105906955275620613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105906955275620613' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603766.post-105888463843930346</id><published>2003-07-22T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T07:37:18.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, here we are...... the year 2003. Congratulations you fucking made it. We are living in the era of science fiction realized and the threat level color is orange today. How do you feel? This is my blog, I think that its going to mostly be about life here in the future and me trying to get laid (I am a huge fan of Sex has you will find out).......... sorry the office dullard was rambling to me for a second there. So  far my life has been interesting (to me who is living it anyways), but by no means extraordinary. I am 27 years old, I was born in upstate NY. I was weak and sickly has a child, I once spent 26 days on the coach with strep throat. At 18 I quit school and joined the Army for the chance to get back close to where my girl friend lived. She broke up with me the day before my first jump in airborne school. You may find this is a reoccurring theme here, every stupid thing I have ever done in my life has been for a girl. They are my greatest addiction, I have had sex with 39 different women and I have been married twice once for 4 years and once for a year. I would like to think that I am an above average looking guy, my smart ass mouth caused me many pushups in the Army. Thus causing me to develop a huge chest and large arms. I still work out 4 or 5 times a week. You see I look good and I can make girls laugh and smile, but I may be the worlds biggest closet geek. Sometimes I feel like I am in one of those movies were the geeky guy gets to swap bodies with the High School jock for a day.  What? you have never seen a movie like that.....me neither. Well perhaps I should go and simulate work. That is all for now...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603766-105888463843930346?l=livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105888463843930346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603766/posts/default/105888463843930346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginthefutureiscool.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105888463843930346' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938515455884238510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
