<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:16:37.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There only was one choice</title><subtitle type='html'>Life may have it's up and downs. When you ad up the good, the bad, the mundane and the spectacular, as Harry Chapin realized in his anthem to the dreamers, there was no choice to be made, doing what was in your heart was always the only choice to be made, that's how I live my life, and it's what you see here.

Questions, Comments, want to just let me know someone is actually reading this thing? zimm719@yahoo.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-112589584909923923</id><published>2005-09-05T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:50:49.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG</title><summary type='text'>marinastudio.blogspot.com  Check it out kids.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/112589584909923923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/112589584909923923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112589584909923923' title='NEW BLOG'/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-109078473280698759</id><published>2004-07-25T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:49:18.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M A YANKEE DOODLE DANDY   Ok so that's a bit of a silly title but I figure it's appropriate as I am heading down to Boston tomorrow for the DNC. It should be a lot of fun, crazy of course, but fun. I'll be attending a few fairly big events and it looks like I may be in the building for Tuesday night's festivities. I'll head back on Thursday (I'm taking the bus since the trains can't operate) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/109078473280698759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/109078473280698759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109078473280698759' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-109046376098341845</id><published>2004-07-21T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:50:20.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blowin' in the Wind      So I know it's been a while, since March, have you missed me? I suppose between an insane schedule and just feeling like there was not a lot to tell despite the active life, I just didn't see the point or have the energy.   To briefly update life in the last five months. I worked for a great group of people who have a lot of expertise in issues based campaigning. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/109046376098341845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/109046376098341845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109046376098341845' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107860748679062461</id><published>2004-03-06T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T16:13:39.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE DIDN'T START THE FIREI have had the political "fire" in my belly for some fifteen years now, ever since I stepped foot in Senator Mitchell's campaign office in 1988. The fire, I fear, is out. I am 25 years old, still waiting for life to really start. I can no longer internally justify spending 80 hours a week working for pay that barely allows me to get by. I will always be a liberal, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107860748679062461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107860748679062461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107860748679062461' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107802395336272836</id><published>2004-02-28T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:07:59.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> TRIP, STUMBLE AND FALL (COCO MONTOYA)This is a direct reference to my date last night. Only I could be on a first date, having a really great time, and on the way to go to a jazz club when I took a dive, not just a little trip, but I took a DIVE, twisted my ankle brutally and could barely stand let alone walk. She was so nice, put me in a cab, even offered to pay, and the cabbie helped me into</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107802395336272836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107802395336272836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107802395336272836' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107776527667191010</id><published>2004-02-25T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T22:16:39.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I am going to do something a bit different on my blog from now on, I am going to comment on my life and on larger world issues too, much like earlier today.Storey points out that having a viable third party in American politics is a good thing. I completely agree, it is. That said a few factors, 1. Ralph Nader, the all conquering coster-of-elections is not running as a third party candidate,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107776527667191010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107776527667191010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107776527667191010' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107774527563144029</id><published>2004-02-25T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T16:43:17.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE BITCH IS BACKSo it's been a while.A lot has happened since last we spoke, it's a new year even.January brought many new leads but nothing solid, until the last week of it, in which I had three interviews, one which has led to gainful employment. I am working as a recruiter for a new political organization affiliated with the DNC. It's not quite what I would have hoped I would be doing, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107774527563144029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107774527563144029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107774527563144029' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107285049867048626</id><published>2003-12-31T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T01:02:44.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAINBOW CONNECTIONSorry it's been a little while since the last post. It's been quite a few weeks. Rescuing damsels in distress, spending a week in Maine, running across I-93, getting screamed at by a national radio personality, and working on finding gainful employment. I'm following up on several good leads and know without question that in about six to eight weeks I'll have a job, no doubt, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107285049867048626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107285049867048626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107285049867048626' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107152808944727241</id><published>2003-12-15T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T17:42:19.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOOSING MY RELIGIONOr my mind, one of the two. The party this weekend was ok, met some good people Chris and Elanie came for a bit, as did Steve and Kevin bu I felt like they didn't have a great time and that's a shame, plus I just felt like it reminded me how much my life isn't in Bosotn any mroe, I want so badly to get out, but i have no where to go, no where abut Maine that is, and that is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107152808944727241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107152808944727241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107152808944727241' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107100862104333572</id><published>2003-12-09T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T17:24:25.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOUApparently that's what Vice President Gore is telling Howard Dean today. I've made no secret that out of the fact that I don't like Dean, I think he's a faux liberal and that bothers me, that said being endorsed by Gore, who I don't trust further than I can throw him, makes the game over. Dean is going to be nominee, no ifs ands or buts, it's over. The only thing that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107100862104333572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107100862104333572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107100862104333572' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107100406186333583</id><published>2003-12-09T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:08:26.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IS IT WRITTEN IN THE STARS? (from the Broadway Musical Aida)An appropriate question for today. I've been doing  a very large amount of writing lately. I have chosen to work on a book whose attempt will be to inspire young people to get engaged politically, non-partisan mind you, I figure book number 2 can be why young people should be liberal. I am also working on writing a musical, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107100406186333583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107100406186333583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107100406186333583' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107074530097155858</id><published>2003-12-06T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T16:15:42.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RESPECTThe American Parliamentary Debate Association (APDA) has been a major part of my life for the last six years now. It has brought me the friends I hold dearest in my life and has given me countless unforgettable experiences and the Brandeis team is as close as you can get to family without actually being so. But today I stepped foot in my last round of APDA debate ever. Normally when a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107074530097155858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107074530097155858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107074530097155858' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107056898196824470</id><published>2003-12-04T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T15:17:01.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE MAN'S TOO STRONGThe man is, indeed, too strong, or so it seems. I just got a call from an interview I had the other day. The job was interviewing people over the phone to see if they'd be good candidates for market research studies. Cheap pay, easy as hell, good hours, full time and stable. The who called me informed the positions had been filled. I was kind of surprised I couldn't even get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107056898196824470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107056898196824470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107056898196824470' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-107048726993692003</id><published>2003-12-03T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T16:35:08.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MONEY TALKSGotta love the pointedness of AC/DC.Sorry it's been a few weeks but things have been very hectic, which is goodHome for the holidays, my cousin had a beautiful wedding on the Saturday after thanksgiving. Both my brother and I, and my sister and I had great conversations about our relationships. I've been hitting the pavement hard looking for work, nothing yet, but soon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107048726993692003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/107048726993692003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107048726993692003' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106945036239015039</id><published>2003-11-21T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T16:33:09.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'For years now I've had periods of "alright it's diet time". I actually stuck to it for about two months once, lost nearly 50 lbs. Today though I realized something. I don't like the way I look, that negative image of myself makes me portray myself negatively to others, kills any confidence I should deservedly have in myself and sabotages my own success. May 20th </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106945036239015039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106945036239015039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106945036239015039' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106935707286731913</id><published>2003-11-20T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T14:38:18.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EASY STREETThat's where I'd like very much to find myself. Yet since I've been back from my little junket south of the Mason-Dixon I find myself sitting here trying desperately day after day to write the needed cover letters for various applications. I've finally done it, I took the merged letters to Kinkos, only to get a call this morning that for some reason they can't do what I need done and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106935707286731913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106935707286731913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106935707286731913' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106869636171585529</id><published>2003-11-12T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T14:25:18.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> NOVEMBER RAINWe didn't win, I'm not sure what more I can say, it was close, very close, John didn't want a recount, it seems it wouldn't have mad a difference anyway it's a shame for Cambridge, for John, his supporters and for my wallet.The next day I headed for Florida, had a great flight and a good week. Took in Miami Law, not sure it made me want to go to law school myself but man, law </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106869636171585529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106869636171585529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106869636171585529' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106778943116434399</id><published>2003-11-02T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T11:10:29.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 DAYS A WEEK It's early Sunday morning, I am at the office, working on coming up with a phone list for calling for the next two days. I've been working very hard, as I should be, lately. Hard enough that despite my advice not being listened to, my candidate being awfully rude to myself and some other folks, we may just win on Tuesday. There won't be much sleep between now and 8pm Tuesday but, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106778943116434399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106778943116434399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106778943116434399' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106711192158116962</id><published>2003-10-25T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T15:58:40.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE JOKER I have to wonder why it is I always try to tell people the same warn out stories that I find funny, and most people find funny too, problem is some of them are simply fabrications and nearly all of them do not paint in a very flattering light, why then do I utter them within my first interactions with so many people. I think it has a lot to do with wanting to be accepted, even if it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106711192158116962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106711192158116962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106711192158116962' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106679315946524074</id><published>2003-10-21T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T23:27:39.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHACKLEDSo many of us are shackled in our lives, be it to a job, a pattern we just can't get out of, but do we choose those shackles, can we break them if we try hard enough, or are we fated to wear them for all time. I hope the answer is the former, I believe it is,  because the alternative is terrifying isn't it?This tops has been brewing for awhile now. The Sox lost again, not only is that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106679315946524074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106679315946524074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106679315946524074' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106636189896056449</id><published>2003-10-16T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T23:38:18.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I guess this is the Sox eulogy, they had this game, it's still going on, they are goign to the bottom of the ninth right now, but it's over, everyone knows it, everyone can feel it, the Red Sox will do it next year, maybe? All I know is this one hurts, hurts a lot</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106636189896056449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106636189896056449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106636189896056449' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106628303680401989</id><published>2003-10-16T01:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T01:43:56.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PLEASE COME TO BOSTONThat right there is what every single member of Red Sox Nation is hoping the Marlins (who buy the way had no business of beating the cubbies) will be doing after tomorrow night. Somehow, against all odds and my own beliefs, they did it today. Now the Red Sox fan in me knows not to set myself up for heartbreak, while my heart wants so badly to believe, my head knows I'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106628303680401989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106628303680401989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106628303680401989' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106610361770106621</id><published>2003-10-13T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T01:54:41.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DIRTY WATERHow I love that dirty water, OH BOSTON YOU'RE MY HOME!2-2, Lowe going at home, I like our chances baby. I should comment briefly about Game 3, is it wrong to pitch inside, no, is it wrong to bean a guy on the back, yes, if you are throwing at him, was Pedro throwing at him, probably, but then again Pedro is a VERY smart pitcher and it made no baseball sense to do so. Was Don Zimmer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106610361770106621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106610361770106621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106610361770106621' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106567608755680516</id><published>2003-10-09T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T01:08:07.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE IS THE LONELIEST NUMBERWow another title with so many meanings. First and foremost they did it, I thought "Wakefield going in game one, no way" but the knuckle broke right, the middle of the order accounted for four of the five runs and the bullpen held it together, it's only one but man what a sweet one it is, win one more and then it's up to Pedro it really could happen, you gotta believe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106567608755680516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106567608755680516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106567608755680516' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106558928286595735</id><published>2003-10-08T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T01:02:15.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN BLACK</title><summary type='text'>BACK IN BLACKOk, so that kind of assumes I'm wearing black, which I'm not but anyway, you get the point.Where have I been for two months? Working, working HARD and working well. I'm at a really good place on several fronts. The campaign is going well, it is very hard work but only one month to go and I feel like we just may pull this thing off. I've also come to realize that I was slightly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106558928286595735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106558928286595735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106558928286595735' title='BACK IN BLACK'/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106013956424512269</id><published>2003-08-05T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T23:12:44.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FORHad a solid few days,. Tonight was a Meet the manager night for the campaign and we had a pretty solid turn out. I fetl good about the event and really it is strating to feel like a campaign again. It's a little scary to be in charge of thigns, I am not used to resonsiblity at all, it's a real pivilege but also a bit worrisome.Last night I had a great dinner with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106013956424512269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106013956424512269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106013956424512269' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-106001448517170205</id><published>2003-08-04T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T12:28:05.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LET THE SUNSHINE IN.Another double meaning there. So, this is a first, it's been nearly a week that my sight has been constantly horrific, no breaks in it at all, and yet, last night, without me having done anything different, it seems like G-d has given it back to me. I am confused and very happy obviously, but it is really emotionally draining to have it not work for such a long period and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106001448517170205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/106001448517170205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106001448517170205' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105979058105687401</id><published>2003-08-01T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T22:16:21.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORKING HARD FOR THE MONEYA few very bizarre days recently. Work is ok, though we need to raise some fundage or zimmy won't be getting paid, not to mention the fact that we won't be able to pay for the office either. It's all still kind of getting off the ground, John's supporters are a good, if very eclectic group.Wednesday I went to a public hearing on the Carson petition in Cambridge with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105979058105687401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105979058105687401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105979058105687401' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105953332184979940</id><published>2003-07-29T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T22:48:41.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE WALK OF LIFEI've done a lot of walkin' the last day or so. got a phone call very early today and yet stayed up, got the eyedrops I needed though I am fairly certain they won't make much of a difference, the cornea is finally gone. Looked at a great apartment today, however it is on the top floor of a building that is not the problem nor is it that it is a good ten minute walk to the T nor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105953332184979940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105953332184979940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105953332184979940' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105941551048866216</id><published>2003-07-28T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T14:05:10.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STORY OF A LIFEIt's been some week, Since I last posted the state I fell in love with on my trip has fallen into complete disarray, I've continued having a great time with my job, spent quality time with a lot of friends and I think found an apartment.California is having a recall, this unnerves me, I'd feel that way no matter what party the Governor belonged to. Democracy is what makes this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105941551048866216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105941551048866216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105941551048866216' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105893794505715690</id><published>2003-07-23T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T01:25:45.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LEFT MY HEART IN SAN FRANCISCOThat's true, that's  a fact, no more elaboration needed, Boston is home, but San Fran is heaven.The trip really was wonderful, I'm 25 now, that means life is at least 1/3 over probably, that's a bit scary. Work began yesterday, this is going to hard, wonderful, exciting, overwhelming, and many other seemingly contradictory adjectives all at once.Too humid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105893794505715690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105893794505715690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105893794505715690' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105867714181726408</id><published>2003-07-20T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T00:59:01.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CALIFORNIA DREAMIN'I know how corny that title is but it has a few meanings to me, First and foremost I am dreaming of living out here, at least for a few years, the climate socially, weather wise and in all other ways is wonderful, though I would grow to miss the New England ways I have grown up with, and the snow for that matter, I don't care what they say, having to drive to Tahoe to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105867714181726408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105867714181726408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105867714181726408' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105822906837687112</id><published>2003-07-14T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T20:31:08.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORKIN ' 9 TO 5That's right folks, I've accepted the offer to manage a campaign cor city council in the city of Cambridge, Massachusetts. He's a good candidate and a good man, I'll be glad to have work and happy to work for him. Now when I get back I'll need to start looking for an apartment.The wedding was really beautiful. Not only was the location lovely, up in the Santa Cruz mountains, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105822906837687112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105822906837687112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105822906837687112' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105803815012743434</id><published>2003-07-12T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T15:29:10.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE?   So I was wrong, I can post from here. Why would anyone ever leave the Bay area, I've been here once before and enjoyed it then, now I jsut absolutely love it, if I could find a job out here I'd never leave. For someone who doesn't like to complain about weather if I could envision the perfect weather scenario this would be it i'ts amazing and gorgeous, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105803815012743434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105803815012743434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105803815012743434' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105780324147181644</id><published>2003-07-09T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T22:14:01.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LEAVIN' ON A JET-PLANEI am not at all sure if I will be posting between now and the 20th when I get back from SF, I leave my apartment in about 6 hours. I'll post if I can but if not, that's whyI did get a job offer today, but it's a 3 month job at best and I KNOW I am a finalist for three other jobs, and this guy wants an answer by next Tuesday, I'm not sure I can do that I may have to turn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105780324147181644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105780324147181644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105780324147181644' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105775485081692233</id><published>2003-07-09T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T08:47:30.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOT FOR TEACHERYesterday was long, interesting but oh so very long, and today will be far longer I am afraid. Today's song stems from my interview last night with the Princeton Review, to be a teacher, the place was in  a basement devoid of air-conditioning. I was terribly annoyed that though I had called twice and been assured it would be taken care of, they did not have an enlarged quiz for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105775485081692233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105775485081692233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105775485081692233' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105763241470782953</id><published>2003-07-07T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T22:46:54.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOME ON THE RANGETitle has a double meaning, not only am I back in my apartment but while I was in Maine it actually felt, to an extent, like home. Took the train up on Friday, spent the Fourth relaxing on the he lake with great bar-b-que and a fun fireworks display, Saturday I got some things done that I needed two and I had dinner with my little cousins who both decided that they would only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105763241470782953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105763241470782953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105763241470782953' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105720748569395033</id><published>2003-07-03T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T00:44:45.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDSTonight I spent the evening with a good friend from college, someone who I always respected as a debater and called a friend but until more recently I never realized how true a friend he is. We went out to dinner down by the wharf and talked about many different things from Faith to the ocean to what we have done thus far in our lives and where we hope</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105720748569395033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105720748569395033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105720748569395033' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105712680773160137</id><published>2003-07-02T02:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T02:20:07.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DIXIE-LANDWhat the hell just happened? I'm having a normal day, doing laundry, running some errands sitting there, watching the Sox game, the phone rings, some guy with a very distinct Southern accent calls. He proceeds to inform me I am one of five people that the North Carolina Democratic Party has selected to be considered by a Congressional candidate to RUN HIS CAMPAIGN. I wanted to ask, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105712680773160137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105712680773160137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105712680773160137' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105700344791325889</id><published>2003-06-30T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T16:04:07.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PARADISE CITYMore and more I hear the west coast calling for me, sure I love Boston, and my eye doctor and many fiends are here, but I need to spread my wings a bit, go to a new place, take new chances and dream new dreams, and feel finally free of a lot of the mistakes I've made, not running from them persay but more so allowing myself to move on, I would give anything to just stay when I go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105700344791325889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105700344791325889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105700344791325889' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105673419436226760</id><published>2003-06-27T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T13:16:34.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S GETTIN' HOT IN HEREFirst off, still no job info.Roommates really getting on my nerves lately, that's probably partially due to me not having left this place much and the oppressive heat and humidity, we don't even have a fan in this apartment.Spent last night hanging out downtown at some local yuppie bars because an old friend from overnight camp is in town, those kind of bars are very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105673419436226760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105673419436226760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105673419436226760' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105655297051659835</id><published>2003-06-25T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T10:56:10.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNDER PRESSUREHad a major eye scare last night, I couldn't even see the computer screen, it is much better now but I was really terrified for a good few hours there. Of all times for this to be happening you knowknow? It could very well be the stress from lack of money and job and the stress about the impending trip that often raises my blood pressure and causes eye issues beyond that I'm just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105655297051659835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105655297051659835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105655297051659835' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105648568253704293</id><published>2003-06-24T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T16:14:42.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROCK AROUND THE CLOCKOk so I am officially being driven nuts. I can't leave my apartment out of fear I'll miss the calla bout the job, so I've been listening to music non-stop with both my cell and the phone at my side at all times, and of course every time one of them rings I am hugely disappointed when it's not about the job. i am not sure if this is a good sign or a bad one, I guess it means</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105648568253704293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105648568253704293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105648568253704293' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105639681917635321</id><published>2003-06-23T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T10:05:33.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BEAUTIFUL IN MY EYES.No news yet about the job, but I needed to post none the less. I had a long talk with Allison last night. I know she doesn't read this, and I know I've emailed her basically how I feel before but I need to look in her eyes and tell her, maybe that's selfish of me because  she doesn't' feel that way, or maybe I am naive enough to hope that pouring out my heart will change </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105639681917635321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105639681917635321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105639681917635321' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105631888894608484</id><published>2003-06-22T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T17:54:48.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SINGING IN THE RAINpretty subdued weekend, done a lot of movie watching and cooking. Yesterday thought I did venture out for a bit prior to the heavens pouring forth more rain, much as they are right now. One this little voyage into the world I was in Coolidge Corner, one of my favorite places in the city, I happened to meet Rosina, beautiful name and a really sweet girl, dinner on Tuesday, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105631888894608484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105631888894608484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105631888894608484' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105617876403202810</id><published>2003-06-21T02:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T03:02:10.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I SAW THE SIGN.I've come to the conclusion that since I can not seem to figure out how to ad a title to my page I will start each entry with a song, as this is after all the song of a dreamer you read each day. NO I am not an Ace of Base fan but the song fits today.Fairly non-eventful day though I had a very nice chat with one of my roommates friends this morning, spent a large part of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105617876403202810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105617876403202810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105617876403202810' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-10560909420100874</id><published>2003-06-20T02:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T02:35:41.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ow, now both of my feet seem to be having problems with being at the very least mildly painful, much as my eyes have been lately, if it were possible for a man my size to touch foot to eye perhaps I could find some correlation, however since that is not exactly doable for me, I am going to assume there is no inherent connection.Wore a great new outfit today black dress pants and a deep gray </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/10560909420100874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/10560909420100874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#10560909420100874' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105595543961713305</id><published>2003-06-18T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T12:57:19.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Painfully boring week yet again, though the bonus is that I've been A. saving money. and B. doing quite a bit of cooking which as you know I love to do so it's not all bad.I've decided no more complaining about the weather, not that I do it much anyway, but I mean good lord people, yes it's raining, thanks for pointing out the obvious and beyond that, it's note like there is a damn thing you, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105595543961713305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105595543961713305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105595543961713305' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105580429755407722</id><published>2003-06-16T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T18:58:17.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That's all it, it's all over, I did all I could do, really enjoyed meeting those people at the organization and now it's out of my hands. I should know within a week or so. The interview went really well I think, we'll see.Em called again today, I can't figure the girl outOn that subject I just have to say, I so fed up with being "that guy" you know the one I mean,t he guy that every girl has</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105580429755407722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105580429755407722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105580429755407722' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-105573705472939828</id><published>2003-06-16T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T00:17:38.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all my life's a circle</title><summary type='text'>quite the weekend, had a great ride back to Maine with dad and his buddy from work, we actually took the new tunnel and Zakim bridge to get home on 93  ok so the big dig isn't nearly done, but if the rest of it is a nice and un-congested as that part during rush hour on a Friday afternoon, they are doing something right.Saturday was fabulous, Catholic wedding was interesting, I wasn't sure at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105573705472939828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/105573705472939828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105573705472939828' title='all my life&apos;s a circle'/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200418764</id><published>2003-06-12T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T15:44:11.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the long delay, and the last post that from I've now been told freaked a few of you out. I still feel hurt by the situation but I also know that she's happy and didn't get in a relationship to hurt me. I know she'd be happier with me, there is not a shred of doubt in my mind about that but I know she's smiling, and that's really all I want for her it sucks I am not the person making her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200418764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200418764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200418764' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200401362</id><published>2003-06-09T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T01:05:05.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow did that suck. The person I love, the girl that means more to me than anything in this world just called me, it's been a long while since we have talked, she was very tired and started rambling about her new beau, her g-d damned physics tutor from college,  Ali knows how I feel, I've told her, I know she doesn't' feel that way but she swore up and down she wasn't looking for any sort of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200401362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200401362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200401362' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200400623</id><published>2003-06-08T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T20:55:10.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To those who check this thing daily I apologize for not having updated yesterday, there is a reason for that though, there has been nothing to report since getting home Friday night.I am completely broke i.e. post paying for groceries, phone bills and a wedding gift I've got #25 in my bank account with no real way of replenishment that is unless this job comes through G-d-d if you read this, hook</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200400623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200400623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200400623' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200396748</id><published>2003-06-07T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T01:09:13.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much for the convention. I went to Lowell, it was boring as a funeral and a lot more sleazy. I looked my two friends, they looked at me, we said, let's go home and home we are.Nothing really planned between now and next weekend, still don't know if Emily is coming up to Maine for the wedding, and I really can't afford to get Tom a gift but I have to.You know you are in a car with a bunch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200396748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200396748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200396748' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200392300</id><published>2003-06-06T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T00:48:16.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a wonderful day. First off I slept till noon, this was wonderful. I then went out to sweet Fenway Park. There was a fundraiser for a local charity, (ironically the same one I am trying to have employ me) and a close friend's law firm was playing a softball game so he invited a few of his friends to come along. It was awesome, I have been to Fenway several times but never stood on the field, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200392300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200392300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200392300' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200386745</id><published>2003-06-04T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T21:22:05.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if my roommates watch one more unrealistic, over dramatized, and all too happy damn chick flick it's going to drive me nuts. The whole premise of these movies just offends me, it never turns out all candy and roses, it usually turns out much worse in anger and bitterness or just sadness, this is not a comment on my mood as I am actually feeling pretty happy on the he whole, but it is a comment on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200386745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200386745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200386745' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200381937</id><published>2003-06-03T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T21:49:02.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow are my dogs barking, and by dogs I do mean feet. Those dress shoes have been fairly cruel to my cute wittle feetsies but I can't buy new ones anytime soon. On a related topic I did some great clothes shipping in Maine on Saturday, HUGE KUDOS to Men's Warehouse, great selection, insanely good service and alterations to pants and the like in TWENTY minutes, not a full week, wild and great, plus</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200381937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200381937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200381937' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200373516</id><published>2003-06-02T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T21:50:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, did you miss me, as some of you may know Maine's technologically in the relative dark ages as such I couldn't really update from there. But I am back in Boston now staring at the red brick of the building next to me. It was, to say the least, an interesting weekend.Train ride up was good, they have these guys walking around the train telling people who are coming to Portland for the first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200373516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200373516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200373516' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200355370</id><published>2003-05-28T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T01:04:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll take the epitome of randomness for  one million Alex. I bumped into one person who I used to work with at overnight camp who, last I knew, was from Wisc. and went to college in DC she's apparently here for med school, and my old roommate was also found on the T, she had moved back to jersey but now is back for  grad school as well. wow, strange day, and DAMN that was some thunderstorm.So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200355370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200355370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200355370' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200348269</id><published>2003-05-27T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T16:44:38.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mid June is fast approaching, and as of yet, we have no location and no speaker for an event that somehow I got stuck with organizing, not funA few solid leads for work, and an improved resume, though I am annoyed that the telemarketing thing never called back to arrange an interviewthis coco montoya CD is amazing, what a  great guitarist and wow has it given me a love for real blues, if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200348269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200348269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200348269' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200342001</id><published>2003-05-26T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T15:44:07.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's raining, it's still raining, it's been raining and it doesn't appear to be stopping anytime soonIt's the M.A.S.H. Memorial Day marathon this is a very good show, and for all the humor they certainly do not make light of war, in any way,.Also watching Clemens try to get 300 against the Sox, good guys are up 1-0 right now, and I have to say, it just wouldn't be right to have him do it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200342001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200342001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200342001' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200337600</id><published>2003-05-24T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T21:09:08.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I know my hearing is supposed to be great given my poor eyesight, but I was talking with someone this afternoon and thought that at the very end of our conversation I heard something if, true, blew me away, but I am not sure if I heard right, and how do you ask someone something like that? you can't oy this is going to drive me up a wallDreary day, got a lot of good reading done today, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200337600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200337600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200337600' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200334502</id><published>2003-05-23T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T18:24:23.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, pretty light day, I was supposed to have lunch with an old friend today but they called around 10 to tell me she couldn't make it, would have been cool to see her but hopefully we can catch up at some point.I am really bored tonight, was thinking about either catching Bruce Almighty, or maybe, if they have rush tickets, seeing Tick, Tick Boom, the new play by Jonathan Larson, the writer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200334502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200334502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200334502' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200328483</id><published>2003-05-22T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T14:22:48.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well it's been quite a 24 hours, something is clearly dying in the fridge but I can't seem to identify it, and since I have virtually nothing in there, it's not mine.Watching the Colonial right now, my dad may be a great golfer but I've never been a huge fan, I watch it now and again, but more importantly this tournament  is where Annika Sorenstam is playing, and that's pretty damn cool to me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200328483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200328483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200328483' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200323629</id><published>2003-05-21T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T15:44:28.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good news bad news kind of thing, they appear to want me, for a third round of interviews at the very least, however I learned today that it really is a glorified telemarketing gig. I would hate myself each and every day, but for once in my life I am probably going to put my needs ahead of my wants, if that doesn't tell you how badly I want a job nothing will, those of you who know me best know I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200323629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200323629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200323629' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200318484</id><published>2003-05-20T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T19:20:21.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I had a really good day yet again, went out and deposited some checks, which is always good, but then I thought, you know, I haven't gone out and bought new music in a while, so I went to the Virgin Megastore near Newbury and got three new CDs' a Billie Holiday, a Coco Montoya, and a new Harry Chapin (Sara I almost bought a Tom Chapin one as per our conversation from last night but felt odd as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200318484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200318484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200318484' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200313703</id><published>2003-05-19T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T19:05:39.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good day today, got the sleep issue pretty fixed I belive. went out and had a nice time in the he beautiful weather, did some phone work for Hoffman, UL and my own job hunt, arranged an interview for Wednesday, I think if I want this job I'll be able to get it, and at this point, though it's admittedly not ideal, I'll gladly take it.Emily is coming over for dinner Thursday, that has given me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200313703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200313703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200313703' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200308827</id><published>2003-05-18T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T19:06:20.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've really gotta work on figuring out when exactly meat is done, I may have caused myself to implode yet againHad a long day today but it was very enjoyable. I woke up at 2:30 this morning and figured it was best to stay awake the whole day, so that when I finally hit the sack in a few hours I can get a reasonably normal nights sleep and beyond that, I can wake up in the, get this, morning, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200308827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200308827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200308827' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200306144</id><published>2003-05-17T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T20:09:29.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rather lazy weekend, I've stayed in the last few nights due partially to boredom, partially to just not having many people to hang out with, and partially to needing to conserve every dime I can. I need to earn some money, and fast, I have to be able to afford to be in the bay area for ten days, that's going to be very hard on 100 bucks, which at this point I'll be lucky to have, unless something</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200306144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200306144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200306144' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200301149</id><published>2003-05-16T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T12:36:49.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a strange few days with respect to sleep, now I need to get myself back on schedule desperately, hopefully that will happen soon.The job issue is starting to really cause other problems for me. If I don't get a job I can't find a new apartment in Boston, and if I have to move home then I will not really be able to have a relationship with anyone in the he area, which sucks. I don't know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200301149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200301149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200301149' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200293902</id><published>2003-05-15T03:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T03:23:23.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in Brookline</title><summary type='text'>First things first, I wish I could figure out how to put titles on my website, oh well, really not that big a deal in the scheme of things.Today was a good day, talked with someone who has been a great friend and mentor in a very important part of my life, he is moving away because he got a wonderful job offer in New York and I am happy for him as he's also getting married soon but I will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200293902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200293902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200293902' title='Sleepless in Brookline'/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5392000.post-200288562</id><published>2003-05-14T05:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T03:29:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to blog anew</title><summary type='text'>Some of you know who I am, some do not, this blog is public, but I don't plan to reveal a whole lot about me myself or I, just the happenings of my life, how I am feeling, where I am and where I want to be.To all those who know me, thanks for waiting for the new Blog, you all mean a lot to me and I want to share my life with you, just perhaps need to be a bit more careful about just how I do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200288562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5392000/posts/default/200288562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofadreamer.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200288562' title='Time to blog anew'/><author><name>Adam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
