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  <title>Do The Mario!!!!</title>
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    <title>justinrocksyou @ 2006-06-21T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T04:17:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T04:17:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What the hell have I been doing for the past week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty...&lt;br /&gt;And a bit like a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>A look on love</title>
    <published>2006-06-16T05:45:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-16T05:45:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So let's go through something funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you got those people who "profess" their love one minute for some other person, but you realize that only a few days ago they were just single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, there should be a process of the "dating before being in a relationship" phase. I mean, honestly, I went through it with my last relationship with Kayla, and well...that was my longest lasting relationship. I remember that at first after awhile(which it took two or three months) that it was gettin' dumb, but now I see the method behind the madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much, and I thought this was only in highschool, have I seen people get into a relationship and start talkin' about how perfect it is, until two weeks or a month and a half later they are now broken up. And I'm usually the guy caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just...well not to sound blunt, but ok, it's fucking pitiful. And I'm an optomistic person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is. Like you look through the person's profile and it's like as follow(and don't forget about the online "slang" that's impossibly hard to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kim's Profile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time me nd Tom locked eyes: November 1st @ skool in the Subway on Rt 9 while getting a turkey blt hoagie @ aproximately 10:32:19 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time me nd Tom shared a milkshake together: November 30th, @ McDonalds @ aproximately 9:42:47 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time me an Tom had sexxx: November 1st in my parents bedroom wit the dawg sleepin in da bedroom on da floor @ approximately 8:42:34 PN when mis parents weren't home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time we sang a song together: March 29th @ 5:21:49 and da song was 'I dink i'm turning japanese' lolololz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ok...when it comes to relationships and the confidence of my stand-up material, I can be a bit negative.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I know a relationship that will NEVER break, and that is my right hand and my cockerspaniel. And I don't mean the erspaniel part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The worn out Schillmeister(from work)</content>
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    <title>Not to bitch but.....</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T06:05:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-10T05:45:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need to get more respect in certain "groups" of friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe my IQ really does drop every day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit- BAM! Emeril just made my life 10x's more spicier. YAYAYAYAYAY not</content>
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    <title>Stupid things I do when I'm bored.</title>
    <published>2006-04-18T05:54:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-18T05:54:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;No cheating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling today?:&lt;br /&gt;It's Dylan, you know the drill. Hah lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Pick yourself up. It works...in some unlinear way hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do my friends see me?:&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic. Hah damn you blink182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will I get Married?&lt;br /&gt;Salty Dog. Lol wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Who I am hates who I've been. yayayayayayay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Greg's last Day. totally does NOT work at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/was highschool like?:&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Girl. MMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get ahead in life?:&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere with you. Awwww how touching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about me?:&lt;br /&gt;Girls against drunk Bitches. That's by far my gnarliest trait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is today going to be?:&lt;br /&gt;American Pie. Good movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in store for this weekend?:&lt;br /&gt;Quit your Life. I'm talkin' to you emo kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes my parents?:&lt;br /&gt;I am Fred Astaire.........ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents?:&lt;br /&gt;One to the Right. NOTHING out of that one haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my life going?:&lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of your Life. SHYEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at my funeral?:&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's over. HOLY CRAP haha PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me?:&lt;br /&gt;Soulmate. That's right, the world is my soulmate. I'm taking earth out to Mcdonalds tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?:&lt;br /&gt;I will live. Awesome RX Bandits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?:&lt;br /&gt;The Kids don't Like it. Haha gee thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;The one you want. I guess that's a yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?:&lt;br /&gt;Wasted. OMGOMGOMGZ I'M SO DURNK NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with my life?:&lt;br /&gt;Stand Up. Oh I will be a stand up one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have children?:&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't anybody like me. That answers that question haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is some good advice for me?:&lt;br /&gt;Kristina,she doens't know who I am. Damn, and I've been trying for months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my signature dancing song?:&lt;br /&gt;Fellowship of the Nerd. SHYEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?:&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?:&lt;br /&gt;Young and Depressed. You guys hate it that much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of men/women do you like?:&lt;br /&gt;Linoleum. I heard of them typed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Stalker. HOLY FUCK haha</content>
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    <title>justinrocksyou @ 2006-04-06T02:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-06T06:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-06T06:51:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo Hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is it? I dunno. My throat is killin' me and it's hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, that's just 'cause I'm outta shape haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after I worked my first great adventure shift. Which was AWESOME! But I worked Friday 5-11, then the next day I had to wake up 6:30 and I worked till 9 at night(ouch), then sunday 9-8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 dollars an hour...at least I get a big paycheck NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I still performed Studio theatre as the big bad wolf. Totally wickedly awesome show. I impressed myself, and I feel accomplished and grateful to finally to have done a comedy Skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrison offered me to join the speech + theatre club, + to also possibly take over. Well, number 1 I am a very BAD leader. Number 2, I have so much on my plate...I'm wondering if I even should try.&lt;br /&gt;But he did also offer me to perform a monologue and a partner to perform improv. Definetely joining that competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised my parents I would take a break, but how could I? I love this. And it's only ONE more competition until this summer, when I audition for Mouse Traps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central Jersey Film Festival is on. Superfluous Studios already has an idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it, Check it SCHWAT!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>Got a new Job. Back at Six Fags Gay Adventure!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-26T08:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-26T08:03:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yep, so I'm gonna quit Lucias. I'm pretty fucking excited to say I'm being paid to ACT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm given a character in the streetmosphere program and I run around the park acting. Improv. The role I'm doing first is the "paracomedic", where me and Pat, Jake, and this guy Tom run around and do stupid shit. Like if a baby cries we do "code lullaby" and we sing the child a lullaby and give him/her a doll. Then there's a dumb dance routine but still, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ten dollars an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get paid for rehearsals, to hang out with jake, pat, ashley, and charley most of the fucking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't actually WAIT for the park to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Happy Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>This is pretty god damn accurrate</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T08:04:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T08:04:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First Name Analysis- Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first name of Justin makes you extremely generous. You have a bubbling, spontaneous nature and a happy-go-lucky outlook which helps smooth the pathway of life. Also you are sympathetic to the needs of others. Interested in art, music, singing, dancing, and anything of an artistic nature, you could become a very fine performer. Your spontaneous expression stands you in good stead during arguments or debates, though you are perhaps too outspoken and inclined to sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the name Justin creates the urge to be self-expressive and happy, we point out that causes a scattered and emotional nature. In the long term, it can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the liver and bloodstream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Name Analysis- Schilling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name of Schilling gives you a very happy-go-lucky, spontaneous nature. You see the humorous side of many situations and can laugh at yourself as well as at others. This name gives you a musical, artistic nature and you would do well in any occupation in the entertainment field. You have many friends because of your generous, happy nature, but if crossed you have a quick temper, although your annoyance does not last too long. You do enjoy an argument and will at times say things just to get others going and then you sit back and enjoy the debate. You lack system and order and find it very difficult to budget and save money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the name Schilling creates idealism and the urge to help others, we emphasize that it frustrates you through a scattered and emotional nature. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the nervous system, liver, and bloodstream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayumn Son</content>
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    <title>Update on the Exonerated....</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T08:00:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T08:00:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rehersal has been stressful lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director, Art Waldman, is a weird....director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hates every monologue I do. I'm really beginning to doubt my acting abilities 'cause of this play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a play that is different, I'll say that. Oberhofer and I are playing 11 different characters each, and each character needs something distinctive about 'em. The one character I am having trouble with is "Sherriff Carrol", a monologue of a dumb sherriff. It took me two weeks to get it down to what he likes, and after he says he likes it, a week later he doesn't like it anymore. He says it lost the "distinct character" I made it into. Well, I thought I did it the same today. Or maybe it's just 'cause I was really not feeling too good today and I was drowsy...who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also doing studio theatre again, a parody of "Little Red Riding Hood", and I get to play the wolf, who's played like a Pimp. Haha THAT role is ten times more fun, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this girl Wendi...she's really cool. She really thinks highly of my acting abilities, like no other has before. I hung out with her a few times, and she's pretty fun to be around... She is one of the people in the play, and it's her first time acting so I kinda coach her every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to coach someone when the real director thinks you're not at your peak either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else in the cast thinks he knows my abilities and he's just trying to push me....Well if that's the case, DAMN! He pushes me pretty hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll nail it, if I doubt myself now then I WILL flop. Confidence is the main key to improving + acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the showdates if you care to see me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exonerated. True stories of 6 people who were wrongly accused of committing a murder. How they lived in Death Row and were let out, and their life is afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 9, 10, 11, 17, 18 @ 8PM @ the OCC Theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 12 @ 2 PM @ the OCC Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Justin</content>
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    <title>The world has now witnessed 19 years of the Schillmeister!</title>
    <published>2006-01-12T21:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T21:45:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's my birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayayayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd let whatever little of LJ community there is left to know, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a quiz and it says I still act the age of 6. Wtf? :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm 19 now. What a useless age, nothing cool happens lol. Well, at least I don't feel any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The older Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>It's a long way to the top...</title>
    <published>2005-12-18T22:19:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-18T22:19:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been building up my notepad full of jokes. Hopefully in a couple of months I'll have enough material for a stand-up routine.&lt;br /&gt;I decided I am not going to die without getting my name known. I'm going to be an actor, improve my improv, do my stand-up, and keep making my films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to figure out my major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me now. I got no one to tie me down, no one can change my mind. I have confidence in shit I can do finally, and that will also help me in a lot of areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>New Movie! "Two guys and a Christmas"</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T01:59:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T01:59:58Z</updated>
    <category term="2 guys + christmas movie"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=uhMgvKr_Y-A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=uhMgvKr_Y-A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Check it out!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-The Schillmeister&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Another useless Broadcast brought to you by Mentos, the Freshmaker.</title>
    <published>2005-12-05T07:54:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T17:09:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here's another useless rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that I'm useless and I feel like a kid 'cause everyone has to help me do everything, I was in a bad mood today. To get a project I had to get done for myself I had to go to the Biese household and keep them up for another 2 hours for help of my already late project. I feel real bad, even for Tony who complains that all I do is run to him for a project to be done. Even George helped me one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornerstone Cafe is such a bitch job, the guy can't even manage to train me, and cuts my hours cause I dunno how to make coffees and deserts. Well, Sorr-ay buddy, telling me to watch and learn and then 2 seconds later yell at me to go out and seat people will not help my learning curve at ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I good for? bright ideas? spontaneousness? to laugh at and get a good joke in? How do I help people? I'm in debt with EVERYONE for money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I'm happy most of the time. But it's when I'm alone when it gets me down. I lost all my money. How am I supposed to get gifts for everyone? 100 dollars that my dad will give me? That's how damn broke I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm slipping. I can get back up easily and usually, but sometimes I just don't want to. Why even bother.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry peeps who are reading this, I just unintentially invited you all to the pity party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This LJ is really the only place where you can see me bitch and have it recorded. Though I haven't for awhile, so give me a clap.&lt;br /&gt;I also seem to put myself into the wrong situations. Go Justin, number 1 dumbass on the block.(No lie, I feel like my IQ is dropping too. Why? I dunno...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get to improv again soon. I hope we finish that new movie soon. I hope I can get a damn haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking for cheer up comments, or to hear how I should better myself. I just needed to rant. And I'm exhausted and spent(literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Merry Fuckin' Christmas :D:D:D:D:D</content>
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    <title>This should go in the Guiness World Record Book.</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T01:45:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T01:45:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was national Fat Fuck Day(as tony would say), or slaughter turkey day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was National "Justin makes an ass out of himself" Night. :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also the record breaking puke! 1st time I threw up in a year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my buddy Captain Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming...and my survival kit for that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>This one's for all the suckers, who still believe in love....</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T09:19:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T09:19:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been doing great this passed month. Been tuning up my improv skills, which I desperately wanna work on as we speak cause I'm in fucking love with improving now, and we also have a few good videos coming out for Superfluous Studios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new one: &lt;a href="http://media.putfile.com/Bloopers-and-Fuck-Ups"&gt;http://media.putfile.com/Bloopers-and-Fuck-Ups&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to do the vote that it asks you to do in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website- www.myspace.com/superfluousstudios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking leave me some comments on my cool new picture with my awesomely slicked back hair from the bet I lost hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the Day- If big breasted women work at Hooters, where do one legged women work?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          IHop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Teh Schillmeistah!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Dear your name Here....</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T07:46:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-18T06:08:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been standing strong lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people been giving me some crap that's enough crap to go into the toilet. I got a stupid upper-respitory problem and stupid tendonitus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do? No one is gonna look at me and be like "Well, let's hear your side!". I only had a total of 2 people do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I fucked up, but must I constantly hear what I already know? Honestly, I didn't know about us....I didn't even think we were on a "break".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got one big sore spot. And to be honest, I totally miss it when it wasn't a sore spot and it was a damn paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never sound intelligent when I want to. :-P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing to do but be Optomistic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, oddly enough, I put back on THE necklace...cause sometimes it makes me feel better when I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/superfluousstudios"&gt;http://myspace.com/superfluousstudios&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add us, Check us, Dig us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The worn out Schillmeister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit- I totally had an enraging day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been mad like that in a long while...</content>
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    <title>A Car, A Priest, and Justin Schilling.</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T04:16:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T04:16:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's undenyable. My car hates me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I broke down in front of a church and here's how it goes. I had to pee, I was already soaking wet so I go to the back and pee behind the church. I come back and there's two priests examining my machine like it rose from Hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Me- "Yeah, that's my car"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I proceed to tell them that my car is broke and I am waiting for my dad to come and help me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;Priest 1- Do you pray?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Me- Yeah, I pray that my family gets here faster. And I pray for a new car.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Priest 2 - No, we mean do you believe in jesus? god?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Me- Yeah, Jesus is on his way. It's my dad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;Priest 1 - =-O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Me- Sorry I'm not religious.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>It's a failure by design...</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T15:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T18:40:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I didn't get a part in Frankenstein....:(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who probably got the lead role showed up extremely late and wore shorts when he was supposed to wear pants, so wtf. The guy who got Henry(2nd best part) was old enough to be my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if Chase was too young....is there not something about being too fucking old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I'm gonna do now. I want to act but I have no where else to go, and no real means of traveling. I can barely sing....I really need to learn...but I dunno how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit- I'm gonna wake up early on monday and look for my old director, Ms. T. Maybe she can head me in the right direction....</content>
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    <title>It's time to stop....yes....stop doing that...STOP IT...God I hate it from behind.</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T15:03:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T15:03:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm tired of posting depressing entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have the total of like 5 depressed entries in a row.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna put a stop to it permanently(unlike herpes)!</content>
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    <title>Fuck Fuck Fuck!!!!......again?</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T05:09:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T20:40:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everything was fine and I screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I am my own worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess I deserve to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is alot I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become a bitch. A degrade of what I used to be. I dunno why, but typing it on this damn LJ for all of you to see gives me some sort of feeling of retribution.&lt;br /&gt;Look at all my damn entries. Kayla was right before in the comment of my last entry, I do sound depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I guess I can't help that.&lt;br /&gt;What's being told you're in-experienced and wrong most of the time going to do to help me? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost and weirded out at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I did start to fuck up. Maybe it isn't all my fault, all I really wanted to do was to share my feelings. I didn't want to wait for something that wouldn't come...and as I was told it was a 50 50 thing. But we all know how that goes for the great Schillmeister, who...well...isn't all that great anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know what will happen. Tomorrow, or in a day or two I will go back to being happy-go-lucky and the jokester that everyone just laughs at....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just hoping that you could see me as that damn jokester, and alot more.&lt;br /&gt;But apparently, that "more" wasn't what you were looking for...&lt;br /&gt;Man I should be a rapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sorta warned me about it. I disregarded it, but now...shit I haven't felt pain like this...ever.&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is she can read this at any damn time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just had to type it...I dunno why...I couldn't sleep without doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to do what I have to do I suppose. I'll just have to do this my own way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man do I sound so fucking depressed. Ugh, I just wanna go back a few hours ago and just tell my dumb self not to perform that death maneuver I made today.&lt;br /&gt;I just.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah forget it. Who cares now? Who cares what I have to feel? Maybe she said all that shit just to make me feel better...and when I say something about my feelings it all goes to hell......who the hell knows....I just don't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I took the necklace off. I put the damn stuffed animal as a gift outta sight. To give her what she wants I need to fucking let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she's all alone, even when I was there. Maybe now I just have to not be there as much. What the hell else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is growing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- I'm not looking for fuckin' sympathy. I just wanted somewhere to type my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The "So Called 'great' " Schillmeister.</content>
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    <title>Really LLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGGG Entry.</title>
    <published>2005-09-16T06:07:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-16T19:15:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A lot to update....on a very bad note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost a lot of things, the only things I have now seems to be my humour and my sanity(I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally had a shitty end of the day, only good thing was hanging out with Kayla. YAYAYAYAY =D!&lt;br /&gt;When going to college I was driving with my muzak loud like I like to listen to, and a garbage truck was coming from the opposite way. I was lollygagging my way still, when all of the sudden a damn Ambulance with its sirens on pops out of the fuck of nowhere. To still be legal, I needed to pull over, and consequently I nailed a cinder block. My car was running fine so I thought nothing of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big mistake. Later on through the day my tire ran a flat, which also broke my belt(i found that out the hard way too). Dad was in the middle of buisness and he told me I had to change the tired for the first time in my entire life on my own. So that took me about 2 hours, late for work who now thinks I bullshit excuses to get out.&lt;br /&gt;After an exhausting two hours of fixing the damn tire, my car overheats and I'm stranded once again, this time with no tool to fix my belt. My dad finally came around 8 to help me out(I was stuck since fricken' 4:45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job really got me upset. I was in the middle of pouring rain and I called telling Jess my situation and she goes "Oh, just like you had to go get your books?"(Not in those words, but the basic jist). I seriously just blew up and bitched her out along with her "sources" of people who told her I lied to her and I was hanging out with Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency Improv meeting occurred tonight and I ended up going. I &amp;lt;3 the improv group. But I seem to have no real role in the group. Usually I'm the goofy, funny kid of the group, but it seems everyone is that way in the troup, so I end up seemingly to be like nothing. They're so awesome at what they do, and I feel like I'm coming in-between that bond they have. And sometimes when I try to say something I get smacked like a pimp's bitch so it makes me not want to be fully open anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no idea how I'm going to do anything with a fricken' broken car. Going to college might be pretty hard to do....&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at the "Can Justin Win At Life!?" Chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Vs. Life!!!!1!1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 1.&lt;br /&gt;Justin vs. Car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin- Took 2 hours to fix the tire, and then figured out the belt was broken shortly afterward. Worst of all, he had to jack the car.&lt;br /&gt;Car- Sat on it's lazy tire ass and got jacked off and a new makeover tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Wins? - Car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 2.&lt;br /&gt;Justin vs. Vans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin- Missed work(again), got bitched by boss, tried to call other people for info in an upmost rage and got more crap. Feels everyone thinks of him as a liar.&lt;br /&gt;Vans- Has the ability to fire Justin at any time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Wins? - Vans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 3.&lt;br /&gt;Justin vs. Improv Riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin- Says something. Gets slapped. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;Improv Riot - Mike beats the shit outta justin till Justin needs to change his underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Wins? - Improv Riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 4.&lt;br /&gt;Justin vs. OCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin- Has to continually stay up and work like a slave in the 1800's.&lt;br /&gt;OCC- Just hands out the damn assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Wins? - OCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin with a whopping 0.&lt;br /&gt;Life with 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all folks, Justin loses at life once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, maybe I'm just a bit mad still and a bit sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister.</content>
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    <title>And I swear, it's the last time.</title>
    <published>2005-09-02T07:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-03T01:15:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ughhhhh work everyday sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what else sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacuum in our store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not in a good way. It really, literally, doesn't suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- I'm tired of being nice and getting nothing back. If anyone wants anything from me, they better start being fucking nicer to me, and they have to come to me cause I'm not being a doormat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schillmeister</content>
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    <title>Really? Go Figure!</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T01:11:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T18:19:41Z</updated>
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&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Idiot Savant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(23% dark, 65% spontaneous, 68% vulgar)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;your humor style:&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;VULGAR&lt;/b&gt; | &lt;b&gt;SPONTANEOUS&lt;/b&gt; | &lt;b&gt;LIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You like things silly, immediate, and, above all, outrageous. Ixne on the subtle word play, more testicles on fire, please. People like you are the most likely to RECEIVE internet forwards--and also the most likely to save them in a special folder entitled 'HOLY SHIT'. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because it's so easily appreciated, and often wacky and physical, your sense of humor never ceases to amuse your friends. Most realize that there's a sly intelligence and a knowing wink to your tastes. Your sense of humor could be called 'anti-pretentious'--but paradoxically enough, that indicates you're smarter than most. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Johnny Knoxville - Jimmy Kimmel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/humortest/idiotsavant.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376"&gt;The 3-Variable Funny Test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;- it rules - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're interested, try my latest: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=18048702267320519909"&gt;The Terrorism Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;td width="6" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="144" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;95%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;vulgarity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376"&gt;The 3 Variable Funny Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201"&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bostonuk.com/names/default.asp"&gt;http://www.bostonuk.com/names/default.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;Just, upright : Latin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, talented and have a very positive attitude to life so it is hardly surprising that you attract success and recognition. Focussed and patient you understand that material rewards are a result of discipline. Being so creative and with a need for self-expression you may be drawn towards the arts, travel is also likely to be important. A loyal friend, you are a person who must be allowed freedom and independence.</content>
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    <title>Dear whoever it may concern,</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T07:04:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T07:51:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It will all be ok in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way or another, it'll work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know it all will.</content>
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    <title>colorquiz.com</title>
    <published>2005-08-10T15:34:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-10T16:18:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Your Existing Situation &lt;br /&gt;Working to improve his image in the eyes of others so as to obtain their compliance and agreement with his needs and wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Stress Sources &lt;br /&gt;Wants to overcome a feeling of emptiness and of separation from others. Believes that life still has far more to offer and that he may miss his share of experiences if he fails to make the best use of every opportunity. He therefore pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity and commits himself deeply and readily. Feels himself to be completely competent in any field in which he engages, and can sometimes be considered by others to be interfering or meddlesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics &lt;br /&gt;Feels trapped in a distressing or uncomfortable situation and seeking some way of gaining relief. Able to achieve satisfaction from sexual activity.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your Desired Objective &lt;br /&gt;Intense, vital, and animated, taking a delight in action. Activity is directed towards success or conquest and there is a desire to live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes that ties of affection and good-fellowship will bring release and contentment. His own need for approval makes him ready to be of help to others and in exchange he wants warmth and understanding. Open to new ideas and possibilities which he hopes will prove fruitful and interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Actual Problem &lt;br /&gt;The fear that he may be prevented from achieving the things he wants leads him into a relentless search for satisfaction in the pursuit of illusory or meaningless activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Actual Problem #2 &lt;br /&gt;Feels restricted and prevented from progressing; seeking a solution which will remove these limitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, all of that was pretty accurate!</content>
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    <title>Sooooooooo??</title>
    <published>2005-08-05T20:39:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It's been stressful lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized that i have been worrying about the less important things and been fucking up some things.&lt;br /&gt;And I've just decided to put here that I'm sorry for all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, no more stress. I'm not gonna worry anymore. About anything anyway. There's alot more to do then worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stupid that it took me so long to realize this all.</content>
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