<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748</id><updated>2009-02-20T19:35:23.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on(line)..?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-115074825157408210</id><published>2006-06-19T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:17:31.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nachoooooooooooo..!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't watched it yet, but Jay's ringtone has a guy yelling this the whole time..!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I've been busy... heheh.  Anyways, here's just a couple of things that I've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tacky Fun-due Party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camp Pendleton Mud Run&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Warcraft&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay... so it's not really that busy.  I guess I'm just lazy.  I need a mind extractor... kind of like a memory card, so that I can just upload it into blog-format.  If anyone could invent this... I'd truly appreciate it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The end.  Oh.. FYI... I feel a Backyard Boogie coming... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-115074825157408210?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/115074825157408210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=115074825157408210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/115074825157408210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/115074825157408210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/06/nachoooooooooooo.html' title='Nachoooooooooooo..!!'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114901151441606795</id><published>2006-05-30T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:51:54.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's getting married..!!</title><content type='html'>Well, two people... my roommate, Jay,  and pseudo-roommate, Cicely.  I am very excited for the two of them.  Jay has really been putting in a lot of time and effort for this past weekend.  I am glad that everything worked out perfectly.  I still remember all the late nights that I would have to leave Jay from so he can continue to do research on diamonds and settings.  That Jay is pretty sneaky... in a good way, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before I went to bed, I said good-night to them both... then I came back out to say, "Hi, this is my friend, Jay, and his &lt;em&gt;fiance&lt;/em&gt;, Cicely."  How crazy is that?  It just goes to show you that it's about that time... fo' meywage... and weddings.. and all that other good stuff.  I knew that it was already time, but now that more of my friends are getting engaged/married... it's really something to think about.  I am genuinely happy for them both... just watch out for the 12th of July as your wedding date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for those who care, I have a new camera... it's a Canon SD630.. or something.  So, I guess this means that I too shall be joining amongst my Flickr friends and start posting pics... hopefully, more than I update this bad boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114901151441606795?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114901151441606795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114901151441606795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114901151441606795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114901151441606795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/05/someones-getting-married.html' title='Someone&apos;s getting married..!!'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114746984635849136</id><published>2006-05-12T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:37:26.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self and friends..</title><content type='html'>I am Supervisor today..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. that's it... ohh.. and there are different types of pads and tampons..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadahhhhhhhhh..!! ba dum pahh..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114746984635849136?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114746984635849136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114746984635849136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114746984635849136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114746984635849136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/05/note-to-self-and-friends.html' title='Note to self and friends..'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114663216490271572</id><published>2006-05-02T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:00:35.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Jovan.. why..?</title><content type='html'>Mud run training sucks..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it doesn't really suck, but I am just tired all the time. I am running less (2 to 3 miles), but I feel really exhausted. Lately, when I go to the gym, I've been putting the incline up... ranging from 7.0 to 13.0. Also, my pace is around a 5.0 to 7.0, depending how steep I am... or how I am feeling. Let me tell you this, I am just about done after 20 - 25 minutes. Three miles is a struggle... and I am just hoping that things get better. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I also have been trying to lift some weights to help out with the mud run. For those of you that don't know what I am talking about, I signed up with some friends (Jay, Cicely, Belle, and Lou) to do the &lt;a href="http://www.camppendletonraces.com/mud_sun.html"&gt;Camp Pendleton Mud Run&lt;/a&gt;. This should be a lot of fun... it's just that my lack of motivation is trying to get the best of me. I will try my best to work on the preparation for the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I haven't really been up to much lately. I attended a wedding the other week (Fred and Nahal)... Congratulations..!! Weddings are fun. Additionally, I have two wedding magnets up on my fridge. Well, my brain is fried with work... and I am about to go bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya when I see ya..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114663216490271572?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114663216490271572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114663216490271572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114663216490271572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114663216490271572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-jovan-why.html' title='Why Jovan.. why..?'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114551478455452873</id><published>2006-04-19T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:33:04.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherwin..!!</title><content type='html'>Man... I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; saw one of your pop-up adds for Military.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhehehe.. good ish.. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114551478455452873?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114551478455452873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114551478455452873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114551478455452873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114551478455452873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/04/sherwin.html' title='Sherwin..!!'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114493840877805876</id><published>2006-04-13T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T07:26:48.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Dream</title><content type='html'>So, I was having my usual morning vanpool nap today... when I suddenly had a dream.  and I never have dreams on my morning vanpool naps.  I usually just fall asleep and wake up around Wilshire.  I thought that it was weird, but everything should hold some type of meaning, right...?even keychains..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about keychains.  I saw five different types of keychains at a store, I guess... and they seems to be aligned in an order from good to bad.  Here's the thing.  It was like a cartoon.  The bad keychains were trying to bite the hands that were looking at them... bad ones, like I said, were in a type of order where the further along you went with the keychains, the more violent or active the keychain.  The ones in the middle would kind of nibble, or move around a little bit, but the one on the end looke like it was about to fall off the hanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after I started looking back to the beginning where the "good" (left-most) keychain was, guess what I saw.  I saw a flower hanging by the chain.  I guess they all were supposed to be a type of flower, but the only one that looked distinctly like a flower was the left-most one.  The other ones seemed to lose their color a bit.  A little here.. a little there..  Anyways, there was a smug look on the face of the flower (like a cartoon), and it didn't move... it just hung there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the good keychain have to do to be seen as "good?"  Well, in this dream... it didn't have to do anything.  But the funniest thing about the whole dream was that nobody wanted the "good" keychain.  That one was hardly even touched.  The first one that was purchased was the one in the middle... and then, I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I am going with this... so, I'll just leave it at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my Thursday begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114493840877805876?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114493840877805876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114493840877805876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114493840877805876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114493840877805876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy-dream.html' title='Crazy Dream'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114420253352520344</id><published>2006-04-04T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T19:06:08.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April showers bring May flowers..</title><content type='html'>Low clouds today... nice and wet all day. I figured that blogging would be a great way to pass time before I engulf myself in a solid workout at LA Fitness. Jay just hooked it up with some special recipe of his... chicken sinagang. MmmMMmMm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been awhile. I never even posted about the Marathon. Well, for those that wish to know, and for the sake of remembering, I etched in a time of 4:18 and some odd seconds. One day I'll get under four hours and be able to say that I ran a sub-4 marathon... one day. Other than that, I was quite happy with my time. Each and everything that you do is a learning experience. I am now a firm believer of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do a speech today for Toastmasters.  I haven't done one in such a long time (just like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; blog), so I decided about a week ago to let them know that I wished to speak for the next meeting. It wasn't until today that I was able to figure out how everything was going to be put together. At work, my claim to fame is the marathon, or the marathons that I ran. So, I already knew that I had to talk about that. But I wanted to add something else... women. Perfect. The element that I needed to add a little more spice to my speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last hour before the start of the meeting, I had to decide on what type of speech I was going to give (yeah.. I know.. but, to some extent, procrastination is an art form), and I finally decided on the power of persuasion. It turned out to be my best speech to date. And, I also got the ribbon that I have been longing for since I joined the club... the Best Speaker ribbon. I almost had the Toastmaster in tears... shoot, I almost had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself &lt;/span&gt;in tears.  So, for your viewing pleasures... and for mine, I will... ahhhhhhhh.. join a club... hehehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess that's it. The power of persuasion. Find your passion, run your own marathon... if you are shy, 'un-shy' yourself. Take the necessary steps to... Man... I am bad (_I_)..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To life.  And to April Showers... Things always get better after the stormy weather.&lt;br /&gt;Pass over the sadness, and accept the gladness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title of my speech:  Marathons and Women&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114420253352520344?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114420253352520344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114420253352520344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114420253352520344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114420253352520344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-showers-bring-may-flowers.html' title='April showers bring May flowers..'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114358217416689145</id><published>2006-03-28T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:43:00.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saltine Crackers</title><content type='html'>if you haven't had one in a while... have one..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114358217416689145?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114358217416689145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114358217416689145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114358217416689145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114358217416689145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/03/saltine-crackers.html' title='Saltine Crackers'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114226598697427720</id><published>2006-03-13T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T08:07:54.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I down..</title><content type='html'>for a triathlon..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe after some training.. and a bunch of money for a bike.. then.. yah..!! I'm down... but until then.. I'll just have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my former co-workers just finished his triathlon... and I am quite proud of him... Mr. Marvin (Mar-banng). It just goes to show what a little focus and motivation can do. It can lead to great things... and by great... that's up to the one that's doing it. So, get motivated... do what you want... and have a good time... There's always something to do here in California. Just figure out what you want to do.. and do it..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is taking a long time because the Salonpas on my legs are really feeling good right now.. I think I'm about to knock out..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is getting long.. the end.. the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh.. Marathon in less than a week..!!! Can.. You.. Dig.. It..!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114226598697427720?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114226598697427720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114226598697427720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114226598697427720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114226598697427720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-i-down.html' title='Am I down..'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114194766408506126</id><published>2006-03-09T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T15:41:04.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Organize.. organize.. and organize</title><content type='html'>So... I went through the supply room.. and my cube is &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;... separations and all this other cool stuff.  I am so glad that I took the time to clear up my desk today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I like these quick blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114194766408506126?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114194766408506126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114194766408506126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114194766408506126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114194766408506126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/03/organize-organize-and-organize.html' title='Organize.. organize.. and organize'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114142352594397457</id><published>2006-03-03T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T14:05:31.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhh....</title><content type='html'>I ate meat today..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come nobody warned me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. that's it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114142352594397457?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114142352594397457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114142352594397457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114142352594397457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114142352594397457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhhhh....'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-114071165332867897</id><published>2006-02-23T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T08:22:35.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Hawk Down... Revised</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This weekend was a blast. I didn’t even think of it as “Black Hawk Down.” I actually am quite happy that my friend, Mr. Alden Velez, Jr., is moving on to that next chapter in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I started to put on my tux to the time I finally closed my eyes for sleep, I was more than content. I need to write this stuff down so that I won’t forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invisible wall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invisible rock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invisible door&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lou taking pictures all over the place at the church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pianist and singer… awesome..!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alden and Adriana… how could that not be in here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Limo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeff’s nasty camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeff’s nas… err.. umm.. wonderful best man’s speech. j/k Jeff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FOOD..!! yummm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FOOD..!! yeah.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mark dancing with Alden for the money dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mark and Jovan dancing with Alden for the money dance.. hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lou spinning all over the floor with the pose at the end.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just having fun all night long with some great friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There’s just too much to write. It’s times like these that help to make reflections on your past more meaningful. You can see vivid pictures of … how do I say this… easier times when the only thing we had to worry about was dividing with decimals… fractions… different types of rocks (i.e. igneous rocks, sedimentary.. ehhh..)… learning the “running man.” Nowadays, it’s bills, bills… work… credit cards… loans… paying for rent.. paying for a house… buying a house… wedding rings.. other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how much life has changed..??!?! That’s it. I’m going to work on LCD and reciprocals when I get home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-114071165332867897?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/114071165332867897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=114071165332867897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114071165332867897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/114071165332867897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/02/black-hawk-down-revised.html' title='Black Hawk Down... Revised'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113898093227735202</id><published>2006-02-03T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T07:36:40.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Hawk Down...</title><content type='html'>So... another career of a young bachelor has come to a close. He was a good bachelor. We have had some good times. I have watched him grow from a little boy... into a great young man. I have known him all my life, and I am very happy that he will be moving on to that next chapter in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alden Velez, Jr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sa.. happy... I am sooo happy for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big day for my friend will be Saturday, February 4, 2006. He shall be joining his life with the lovely Adriana (A.D.) in just one more day. We just had rehearsal yesterday, and one of the best parts about yesterday... other than leaving work early... or.. playing a quick game of Warcraft.. or.. meeting my wedding partner, Valerie... was eating at this place called Mario's. The food there was really good. I hope to go back there some time. It's up there with Jay's adobo... MmMmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, now I don't even want to eat oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone... Uncle Jo-Jo just wanted to let everyone know that he will try his best to take the path of the bachelor in the events that he frequents for the year of 2006. He will ensure the livelihood among his fellow bachelors is vigorous, and tenacious... and umm.. resilient to all situations... and possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To arms young bachelors... to arms... and prepare for the weekend...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113898093227735202?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113898093227735202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113898093227735202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113898093227735202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113898093227735202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/02/black-hawk-down_03.html' title='Black Hawk Down...'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113777700308489813</id><published>2006-01-20T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:10:03.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asparagus piss</title><content type='html'>Yes, I skipped out on my 4-miler to eat with the family.  I was good though.  My brother and his lovely wife, Danita, had prepared dinner for my family.  I had grilled salmon with vegetables... &lt;em&gt;con asparagus.&lt;/em&gt;  It was good last night... but now, at work ... is that everso familiar scent of asparagus piss... there has to be some type of science to this, I'm tellin' you.  Good thing I only eat this every so often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must now indulge on some water to cleanse my temple.  And... Happy Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113777700308489813?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113777700308489813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113777700308489813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113777700308489813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113777700308489813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/01/asparagus-piss.html' title='Asparagus piss'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113769272795017056</id><published>2006-01-19T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T09:45:28.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The news is so sucks...</title><content type='html'>So I watched "Beauty and the Geek" yesterday after my long 8-mile Wednesday run.  By the way, I like this show.  Okay, anyways, before I was to retire to my room, I decided to watch a little news.  And what is the type of news that comes up?  Let me give you some stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asian ladies busted for having a brothel in Yorba Linda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journalist held hostage in Iraq.  Terrorist &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finger-in-chili girl sentenced to nine years in prison&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High speed chase where man steals 3 cars... finally &lt;em&gt;reallly &lt;/em&gt;crashed and was arrested&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another high speed chase in Houston; head-on collison because man was driving on the wrong side of the highway... inside the car was a lady and a baby... rushed to hospital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Car in Hawaii submerged underwater.  911 call.  Saved girl driver, but grandfather died&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boyfriend stabs girlfriend 12 times... kills her... then drives off... covers himself up with gasoline in his car... and lights himself on fire.  He is in critical condition at some USC hospital.  The knife was in the car.  If he makes it alive, he will be charged for murder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that was the news.  I was just about to get into "Beauty and the Geek" for a blog, but this kind of took over my brain.  It's pretty sad to know that all of these things happen.  All that kept running through my mind while I was watching was that Jack Johnson line, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why don't the newscasters cry when they read about people who die.  At least they could be decent enough to put just a tear in their eyes." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I started thinking again, and figured that it's their job... and maybe they just got used to scandals, deaths... kidnapping... etcetera.  Then, a few minutes later, I found myself reading my book in my room reading Harry Potter as if it was just a bad dream.  I guess newscasters aren't the only ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113769272795017056?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113769272795017056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113769272795017056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113769272795017056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113769272795017056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/01/news-is-so-sucks.html' title='The news is so sucks...'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113752152804910018</id><published>2006-01-17T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T10:16:31.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I boring..??</title><content type='html'>All that's really on my mind at this time... well, other than work.. is running. I think I have a serious problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, their was a glimpse of hope when I saw &lt;a href="http://www.thesuperficial.com/archives/2006/01/17/scarlett_johansson_gets_her_br.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. But that's besides the point. The depths of my thoughts have barely scratched the surface... on anything. I feel thick-skinned... like a Grunt in Warcraft III. Ohh man..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just looked at my training schedule, and it's hard to believe that I'm about half-way done with my training for the marathon. And... I just looked at my training schedule, and this is going to be a long week of running. The total for the week says... 41 miles. But yesterday, I ran 11 miles (usually cross-training day, but ran 11 because that was supposed to be my Sunday run... lazy Sunday.. ehh). So at this rate... I think my legs are going to fall off. Here is my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday: 11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday: 4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday: 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday: 4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday: rest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday: 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday: 17&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Total for week: 52 miles..!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See what happens when you put a Sunday run on a Monday... I really have to figure out a way to complete my week, yet not not miss out on miles. I think I am going chop a little bit off on my Saturday run (maybe 4 or 5 miles) so that I can still keep it under 50 miles for the week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI... Week starts on Monday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I feel better now. See the dilemnas that I have to go through.  My brain needs some mo' stimulation.  "Back to werk." heheh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113752152804910018?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113752152804910018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113752152804910018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113752152804910018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113752152804910018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/01/am-i-boring.html' title='Am I boring..??'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113657274809065489</id><published>2006-01-06T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T10:39:08.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>88.1 ain't so bad.</title><content type='html'>So, I have a routine again.  Back to waking up early.  Back to doing work.  Back to staring at my lovely monitor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having such a horrible weather week, it actually looks good today.  I'd say 79 degrees with a slight Northeast breeze at 10-12 mph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is pretty numb now.  Since Jevon's out of the office (Las Vegas for personal business), there's not much to do around here.  My other co-worker is leaving soon, so I'm in a little rut here at work.  I guess all that I can do is 100 push-ups in sets of 20... *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why world...??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113657274809065489?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113657274809065489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113657274809065489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113657274809065489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113657274809065489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/01/881-aint-so-bad.html' title='88.1 ain&apos;t so bad.'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113630917620701453</id><published>2006-01-03T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T09:32:12.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sound of 88.1</title><content type='html'>at 5:00 in the morning..!! I know it's only been 10 days since this normal routine, but damm... this was &lt;em&gt;by far.. &lt;/em&gt;the easiest norm to unlearn. I was already getting used to waking up to the sound of birds... or the sun hitting my drapes.. or naughty cats being naughty in a really naughty way. And now, here I am... not tired, of course, due to the excessive amount of sleep that I was able to have during my break. I already miss you soo much Mrs. Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the marathon training, I am way behind on my long runs. I should have done a 14-mile run over the weekend. What did I do.?? A 5 1/2 mile run. And the week prior (Christmas weekend), I don't think I ran at all. Or did I..?? Jay, please verify. Oh well, just have to make up some ground over the week. My legs still feel okay. I think it's because I'm not covering the projected amount of miles needed for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the New Year... I hope that I do my job well... and that I have another year of good/bad memories..!! C'mon... what's life without the bad..!! O=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To family... to friends... to happiness... to life... to 2006...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puu-lease.. be a good year.. (I am on my knees right now.. okay, maybe not..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113630917620701453?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113630917620701453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113630917620701453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113630917620701453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113630917620701453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2006/01/sound-of-881.html' title='The sound of 88.1'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113535469958032549</id><published>2005-12-23T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T08:40:30.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So... I have time to blog</title><content type='html'>You know... I blame my roommate for my lack of blogging. Well, he is not to blame... it's Warcraft. I think I am a Warcraft-aholic. Well, that and wrapping gifts (really not my forte, BTW). I guess I'm just really good making excuses not to write. In any case... it's not how much you write, it's what you write. Right..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I guess there's gonna be something at the house today. It should be pretty fun, I guess..? heheh.. I KNOW it's gonna be fun. I haven't seen a lot of friends in a while so... it should be really cool to see everyone together again (during the Warcraft intermissions.. heheh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's great..?? Finishing just about all of your gift wrapping and getting in bed by 10PM. I KNEW that I was going to have a long day today so I thought that it would be in my best interest to knock out early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's it. I still got stacks of papers on my desk. I love my work. Time to take care of some business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://badaboo.free.fr/merryxmas.swf"&gt;To help you get in the mood... please click.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muurrryy Christmas..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113535469958032549?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113535469958032549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113535469958032549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113535469958032549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113535469958032549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-i-have-time-to-blog.html' title='So... I have time to blog'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113419105866536489</id><published>2005-12-09T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T21:11:20.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Salonpas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5591/640/salonpas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5591/320/salonpas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salonpas... this is one of the best things ever created for the day after a long run.  Yesterday, I ran 5 miles... but at a quick pace.  So today, I was feeling a little sore... my lower back was acting up.  I put on two Salonpas patches, and everthing is all better now.  I think the feeling is quite addicting.  It might even be better than the Nicotin patches..!!  I wouldn't know.  But anyways, the LA Marathon is comin up, and these runs are starting to engulf my life again.  Today I have a 3-mile run in the schedule which should take 15 minutes... hehehe.. just checking if you're reading.  It should take 21-24 minutes.  I'm around the 7-8 min/mile for the shorter runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.  Update again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113419105866536489?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113419105866536489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113419105866536489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113419105866536489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113419105866536489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2005/12/ode-to-salonpas.html' title='Ode to Salonpas'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113380518084362181</id><published>2005-12-05T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:56:43.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs the Clubs...</title><content type='html'>when you have &lt;a href="http://www.southcoastplaza.com/"&gt;South Coast Plaza&lt;/a&gt;.!! That place it out of control. If you think people dress up to go to the club, then you haven't been to SouthCoast Plaza lately. I felt like I need to put on some dress shoes and a button-up. But anyways, this place was PACKED with hot women. They are everywhere... eating, shopping, sitting, standing, walking... the list goes on. Let me recap some hot spots that I went to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Republic - hot women&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gucci - hot older women&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Louis Vuitton - hot women, hot older women, hot workers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Express - hot women.. Girl's Express is right next door&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohh, BTW... I am going to these stores because I am walking around with Danny and Michelle... and they spend big money. Nicole Richie was at there for a book signing... okay, that was random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, for those of you that think that you need to go to the club to see some women... sleep early, save some money on drinks... and spend some of that hard-earned cash shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Disclaimer: This blog was not written to promote South Coast Plaza, or the women who shop there. The sole purpose of writing the blog was to materialize my thoughts to this things called "the Web."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113380518084362181?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113380518084362181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113380518084362181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113380518084362181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113380518084362181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2005/12/who-needs-clubs.html' title='Who Needs the Clubs...'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113212518165439373</id><published>2005-11-15T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:50:33.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson Gettin' Down..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5591/640/jackson5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5591/320/jackson5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson 5 - Never Can Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one of my all time favorites. Soul, good beat... soul... Speaking of soul... or that of the soul... (I amaze myself sometimes.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to write about what I wanted on Sunday... just until right now. So, here it goes. So, I went to church... and the Gospel was about a master and his three servants. Here's the story in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master gives each talents (money or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;1st Servant - 5 talents&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;2nd Servant - 2 talents&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;3rd Servant - 1 talent&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; He tells each to do something with what he gave them, and he will check on them after some time to see what they did with the talents. Master comes back... and says, "What up, yo..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;1st Servant - Doubles up... now has 10 talents.                                                                        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Good stuff, servant.  For your good work, I'll put you in charge of a big project in the fields."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;2nd Servant - Doubles up... now has 4 talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "That's what I'm talkin' about, servant.  For your good work, you will head another big project in the fields."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;3rd Servant - Remains the same... still has 1 talent; ends up that he dug the talent into the ground because he feared that he would lose the only talent that he had. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"WTF, servant. You lazy bum... Why didn't you do anything?? For your laziness, I am going to get that talent back and give it to the first guy. Now, get outta my face."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; The End. No, seriously. Okay... maybe not. After that happened, I was like now what..?? I know I heard the story before, but I never really got it... well, "got it" in terms of the explanation. To my knowledge, the point of the story is to make use of all of your "talents" that you have, and to share it with others when you can. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said... those that share their time for the enrichment of others... will in turn be enriched. I thought that was pretty cool. A lot of the times, I don't feel like helping anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moral of the story:  Don't be lazy... and helping others helps you..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113212518165439373?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113212518165439373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113212518165439373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113212518165439373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113212518165439373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2005/11/michael-jackson-gettin-down.html' title='Michael Jackson Gettin&apos; Down..!!'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113152252111339149</id><published>2005-11-08T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:52:12.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you just love pictures..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5591/640/Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5591/320/Baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a new roommate... no no.. not her (d'oh.!!)... but Mr. Michigan himself.  I lose my brother, Jay, and in comes another.  "Welcome, welcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my wallpaper.  Ohhh... and at work I have a new widescreen monitor.  ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113152252111339149?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113152252111339149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113152252111339149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113152252111339149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113152252111339149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-you-just-love-pictures.html' title='Don&apos;t you just love pictures..!!'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-113082157346669162</id><published>2005-10-31T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:38:19.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Marathon Time..!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween everybody..!! Another day older, and deeper in debt.. congratulations..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally done with the wedding and slide show, and now it's off to my new venture... &lt;a href="http://www.lamarathon.com/"&gt;the marathon&lt;/a&gt;. I really love the marathon season due to the fact that it's around all the holidays. I just registered today, so I really don't have a reason to run it in March. Training starts on November 14 officially, so I have a little bit of time to make sure that everything is in order with my body. I have been doing some small runs here and there, but there's nothing like getting back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you wanted to know, my brother got me a watch as a gift for being the best man for his wedding. Some type of Timex watch which could measure your speed and distance. It hooks up to this GPS monitor which you wear around your arm so that you could find out how fast your going, as well as the distance. too bad the GPS couldn't be inside the watch... that would be a big, funny looking watch..!! But anyways, I think it's the best thing ever made..!! I really can't wait until the marathon training gets into full swing. Team... get ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I guess if you're bored and want to look at some wedding pictures in Chi-town... &lt;a href="http://www.pictage.com/"&gt;here you go&lt;/a&gt;.  Just sign up and look up Danita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding update... I rocked the house with my best man's speech.. Thank you, &lt;a href="http://toastmasters.org/"&gt;Toastmasters&lt;/a&gt;... and topped it with the video montage.  I now have customers...!! Woo-hoo..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... There's a lot of links today.  I would put a link to the watch, but I didn't want to see the price.  Thanks, Ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last link.  &lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/sabotage/pumpkin_carve.asp"&gt;How to carve a pumpkin&lt;/a&gt;.  Happy Halloween..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10235748-113082157346669162?l=jovaniglesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/feeds/113082157346669162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10235748&amp;postID=113082157346669162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113082157346669162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10235748/posts/default/113082157346669162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovaniglesias.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-marathon-time.html' title='It&apos;s Marathon Time..!!'/><author><name>Jovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02197904458648524769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05487260955952144162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235748.post-112827565170613981</id><published>2005-10-02T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T11:46:12.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pechanga's..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5591/640/pechanga_casino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5591/320/pechanga_casino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this place..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone is going somewhere on a Saturday night (Oktoberfest, V2O), and I opt to go out with the family to Pechanga.  One thing that I can say about Pechanga is that there's a bunch of women there.  I was expecting people my parent's age (there were those, of course), but I am saying that there was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bunch&lt;/span&gt; of women there.  I really kept turning my head to look while I was playing Blackjack.  I lost, by the way, but I had a good time.  There was a point where I was up over $200; this was when I was really happy... winning money, turning my head, tipping the dealer... and so on and so on.  I even bought my mamma and pappa dinner... and gave my momma a black chip (that's $100 to the non-gamblers) because she was down $80.  She said that she's hook me up with my dry-cleaning.  What a gal..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let me do a recap of my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about 930.  From the very start I was up.  It felt so good.  When I'm up, I get pretty OA (i.e. high-fives all around, talking to the suit people that say "Go ahead" after the dealer says, "Change 100", $5 tips every hand, it was crazy...).  Her name was Nok.  I think she was flirting with me.She really hooked it up.  Anyways, now it's around 1100, and I'm up $250-275.  We took a dinner break (I know, I know, running buddies; I'm so bad.), and were set to go home.  Now, would you really go home..?? That's what I said... so I went back to the tables.  This time around I went to this girl names Elaina (berry cute... I should've known better).  She tore me up.  20s, 19s, and the occasional 21s.  I went dealer shopping to make up for all the money I lost with Elaina, but it was no good.  I couldn't fight off the bad draws.  It happens though.  We all draw bad cards every so often, right..?? At the end of the night 0230, down $50.  Not bad.  Things could've been a lot worse... and watching drunk girls in hoochie outfits didn't hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Never trust a cute girl that says she's been generous all night..??!? Nooo... that's not it.  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