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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 01:15:03 -04:00</pubDate>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="color: rgb(64, 159, 255);">Hey I made a Myspace account for my band "Detox The User". </span><br style="color: rgb(64, 159, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(64, 159, 255);">
The site has four instrumentals off the new album "Behind The Image"</span><br style="color: rgb(64, 159, 255);">
<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(64, 159, 255);"><span style="font-family: courier; font-style: italic;">(</span><font style="font-family: courier; font-style: italic;" size="1">Which is being released the fall season of 2006). </font><br>
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So do me big favor...go there listen to the four instrumentals and give me some feed back</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);">
<div style="text-align: center;"><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="5"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);">Click on the picture below to be taken to the page</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);">
<font style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);" size="2">(I know the picture looks like crap)</font><br>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="5"><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/detoxtheuser" target="_new"><img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c130/mikhailgreenland/screen.jpg" style="border-width: 0px; float: none; width: 571px; height: 540px;" alt=""></a><br>
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Ok it's been awhile since I ranted on about nothing really<br>
so bare with me or skip over it...</font><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(88, 159, 231);"><br>
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<div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(88, 159, 231);"><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="5"><font size="3">But besides all that music stuff <br>
I did get a job at Wal-Mart...( oh no...here it comes )<br>
</font><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></font>I had
orientation this past friday from 12 p.m.-8 p.m.. Yeah, this had
potential to be a very long day. First off I'm not really a morning
person to begin with so
when I arrived at Wal-Mart for orientation, my mind was 2.7 miles away
still tucked into my warm, comfy bed so I probably couldn't of
answered a simple question if asked twice... Well of coarse I was the
first one to arrive, so I had to sit by myself until the other 6
wandered in like ghosts with blank expressions on their faces. After
awhile of all of us sitting quiet beside each other not really wanting
to strike up a conversation for the fear that we might accidently make
ourself out to be a ass some way or another. We were all summoned and
then lead through these huge doors ( that could of been mistaken as the
gates of hell if they would of called me back when I first arrived on
the scene. ) on down a hall and into this room that was well lit by
ultra violet lights ( probably to sway attention away from the
fact that this room had no windows at all.) that hung low from the
ceiling. But the low swinging lights wasn't the only thing that caught
my eye in this room. Oh no no no. In the middle of the room was two
tables with four chairs at each table. And located on these two
tables(perfectly placed) were 7 bulky folders with our name on the
front of our personal assigned folder. I could only fathom how time
consuming it must of been for the the poor soul who had to print out
all of the
paper work and cram our folders to the point that the spine of each
folder was showing severe signs of damage and looked like they were
going to explode by the slightest wrong handling and send Wal-Mart into
a code black shutdown or a
paper surplus. After we all saw our fate get sealed for the next hours
to come just by simply viewing the mass of paperwork the folders
contained inside( I swear to god 84 trees were murdered so 7 people
could be
employed by a single Wal-Mart store. ).We all divided up and sat at the
table where our personal folder was located and upon sitting in front
of our folders we all ( almost in unison ) did the same thing. We
opened the our folder that would keep us occupied signing our
signatures and checking boxes until our hands cracked and bled from
excessive hand movements and pressure applied for long periods of
time. After we all accepted the realism that Wal-Mart orientation was a
preview of hell and nothing less a female employee of Wal-Mart entered
the room of paper work/hell and introduced her self as Carol. She also
went onto a discussion about how much paper work we have to go through
today (
as if we didn't notice...Half of us with our folders open and wearing
the look of confusion. ) followed by 8 long Wal-Mart movies. ( at this
time I'm thinking "fast food" wasn't all that bad ). So after her
speech about how much work we had before us she handed out pens to
everyone and one by one by one by one we sifted through the mountain of
paper work. Time went on in <font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3">s l o w</font>
motion. I don't know if it was some sweat in my eyes but I swear to god
the guy in front of me grew a beard and then shaved it with pen cap
that he sharpened using a stapler, a paper clip and a wrapper from
chewing gum. Maybe I was
hallucinating from the repetitiveness of all the paper works evil. But
then, out of no where. Bam, it's 8:30 and we have one last paper to
fill out. The room lit up of cheer from everybody including
myself and wouldn't you know it, the last paper had to
have atleast 45 different places to sign one name. DAMN!...We got over
that final hump, turned in our folders, collected a new Wal-Mart
name tags and it was like something snapped in all of us. But in a good
way. Everyone said their goodbyes and one by one they all disappeared
from the room until I was the only one left and it hits me. I was so
exhausted from all the hellish paper work that I didn't notice I had no
way to get home. I didn't even want to think about walking home
because somehow that just made me even more exhausted.<br>
But...<br>
To make a long ending ( to an already unnecessary long story ) short as possible. I found a ride home <br>
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heh,<br>
<font style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(128, 0, 0);" size="1">I can almost guarantee that no one read that ^</font><br>
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</font><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="5"><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);">- Mikhail Greenland</span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></font><br>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[<P>um i did.</P>
<P>haha</P>]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-14 11:11:00</wp:comment_date>
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<wp:comment_author>Anonymous</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[<P>I read it all....Pretty interesting I must say! </P>
<P>Congrats on your new job!</P>]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_author>XxXLovely_LizzyXxX</wp:comment_author>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[<P>Mikhail Greenland's artistic way of story telling and comparison are what makes his xanga entries a place to revisit again and again. What could simply and dully be put as, "I went to walmart really early and it sucked cuz i had a shitload of paperwork and no ride home," was transformed into a compelling work of literature. He has the rare ability to turn a mundane daily occurance into a thrilling, laugh out loud adventure. -Lindsay Breakey <BR/> Author of Quasiparadise Journal</P>]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-14 17:03:00</wp:comment_date>
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<wp:comment_author>Anonymous</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[I so read all that....and now..my contacts are like blurry and I cant see well thanx a freakin lot!!! I'm glad u got hired yay for you!]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_author>lUbRiCaTeD_jElLo</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[Hi! <IMG height=15 src="/Images/smiley1.gif" width=15>]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-14 22:51:00</wp:comment_date>
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<wp:comment_author>meggiethegreat</wp:comment_author>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[Ah..Carole used to babysit me..from when we first moved here till I was like..9..or something like that..I love her..]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-15 13:04:00</wp:comment_date>
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<wp:comment_author>Skipette_8</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[<P>i had an uncommon moment today in which i saw you at wal mart going to work or something. i swear you looked. . .sort of in my direction and i waved but <BR/> u just kept goin. </P>]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-15 13:52:00</wp:comment_date>
<wp:comment_date_gmt>2006-05-15 17:52:00</wp:comment_date_gmt>
<wp:comment_author>Anonymous</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[i would have. but i was temporarily caught up with paying for my merchandise. plus you looked sweaty like you'd been working really hard or something.]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_author>Anonymous</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[on second thought, i'm not sure that sweat would be enough to deter me...]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-15 17:21:00</wp:comment_date>
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<wp:comment_author>Anonymous</wp:comment_author>
<wp:comment_author_email>bounce@xanga.com</wp:comment_author_email>
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<wp:comment_content><![CDATA[<P>^ nice </P>]]></wp:comment_content>
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<wp:comment_date>2006-05-15 17:31:00</wp:comment_date>
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<wp:comment_author>KareBear_2006</wp:comment_author>José Guadalupe Posada
Welcome to your new site.
Start by updating the cover image or adding some new content.
Dope Wednesday everyday 