<?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-8014296</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:15:52.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Joseph Harter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110263443017557304</id><published>2004-12-09T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T15:20:30.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>So, I'm getting a 1992 Volkswagen JettaIII GLX VR6. Quite the name ey? Hahaha. That's about all I've got for now. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110263443017557304?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110263443017557304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110263443017557304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110142125968683993</id><published>2004-11-25T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:21:59.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Today is Thanksgiving. I got up at 12:00pm. I slept really well. Yesterday I went to get chunks(Kate) from school so she could spend this glorious weekend with her family. Yesterday I got hired for a job at a car dealer as a lot attendant. It may not be the greatest job there is, but it pays well, so I'm all for it. It's at the Volvo, Jaguar, and Land Rover place on bluemound road in waukesha. It'll be tight driving those kinds of automobiles around. I will be working like every night from 3-8&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hopefully I can get some money to buy an Acura Integra GSR. I thought about a BMW M3, then I realized how much money I don't have. BMW's are tight, but wayyyy to expensive. I start workin tomorrow at 7am. I FINALLY HAVE A JOB AGAIN. WOO HOO!!!&lt;/span&gt; Anywho, time to go eat some food. Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stefanie Marie Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110142125968683993?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110142125968683993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110142125968683993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110116186182150312</id><published>2004-11-22T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T14:17:41.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Joke Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just Hilarious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A drunk is driving through the city and his car is weaving violently all over the road. An Irish cop pulls him over. "So," says the cop to the driver, "where have you been?""I've been to the pub," slurs the drunk."Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few."I did all right," the drunk says with a smile."Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms, "that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?""Oh, thank heavens," sighs the drunk. "For a minute there, I thought I'd gone deaf."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;37 Reasons It's Great To Be A Man&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Your ass is never a factor in a job interview. 2.) Your orgasms are real. Always. 3.) Your last name stays put. 4.) The garage is all yours. 5.) Wedding plans take care of themselves. 6.) You never feel compelled to stop a friend from getting laid. 7.) Car mechanics tell you the truth. 8.) You don't give a rat's ass if someone notices your new haircut. 9.) Hot wax never comes near your pubic area. 10.) Same work .. more pay. 11.) Wrinkles-add character. 12.) You don't have to leave the room to make emergency crotch adjustments. 13.) Wedding Dress $2000; Tux rental $100. 14.) If you retain water, it's in a canteen. 15.) People never glance at your chest when you're talking to them. 16.) New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. 17.) One mood, ALL the damn time. 18.) Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds. 19.) A five-day vacation requires only 1 suitcase. 20.) You can open all your own jars. 21.) You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. 22.) Your underwear is $10 for a three-pack. 23.) If you are 34 and single, nobody notices. 24.) You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger's seat. 25.) Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. 26.) You can quietly watch a game with your buddy for hours without ever thinking "He must be mad at me." 27.) No maxi-pads. 28.) If another guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you just might become lifelong friends. 29.) You are not expected to know the names of more than five colors. 30.) You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. 31.) You are unable to see wrinkles in clothes. 32.) The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. 33.) Your belly usually hides your big hips. 34.) One wallet and one pair of shoes, one color, all seasons. 35.) You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife. 36.) Christmas shopping can be accomplished for 25 relatives, on December 24th, in minutes. 37.) The world is your urinal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're single aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;A woman walks into a supermarket and buys:1 bar of soap1 toothbrush1 tube of toothpaste1 loaf of bread1 pint of milk1 single serving of cereal1 single serving frozen dinner1 can of Soup For One1 16oz can of Miller LiteThe guy at the checkout looks at her and says, "Single, are you?"The woman smiles sweetly and replies, "How did you guess?"He replies, "Because you're ugly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Man, Good stuff. Anyways, off to the band banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110116186182150312?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110116186182150312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110116186182150312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/funny-joke-time.html' title='Funny Joke Time'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110106911463071166</id><published>2004-11-21T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T12:33:24.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowzers</title><content type='html'>I've been really tired like all weekend. I slept until like 11am yesterday and I still felt really tired all day. Did everyone see the Pacers/Pistons brawl? It was hilarious. They did a breakdown of it on ABC. It stops the video right before someone is about to get hit. They put a little yellow arrow pointing to the spot where the next person gets jacked. I know fighting isn't funny, but in that case, I couldn't stop laughing. Wallce shoved Artest by his face. Artest got some good hits in there. He got hit in the face with a souvinier cup. A white guy in the stands was pointing and laughing and then got taken down by Artest. Then some fat guy out of the crowd came and was going to hit wallace, and in turn got it right in the face by someone else. The were walking to the locker room through the tunnel and the fans were throwing food and soda and shit at them. What a game. They had to call it at 45.9 seconds because of the fight that broke out. Cross Country Banquet tonight, then Band Banquet tomorrow night. Other than that the only thing I have to talk about in the short week of school. Only two and 1/2 days. Wednesday I'm going to pick up kate from school and then thanksgiving is on Thursday. I like food, so it should be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110106911463071166?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110106911463071166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110106911463071166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/wowzers.html' title='Wowzers'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110057870417929352</id><published>2004-11-15T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:18:57.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...</title><content type='html'>Mondays suck. They are so boring and long. Once school is over it's alright. It means Tuesday is coming. After school I went to Stef's house for a bit. Then I came home, and watch &lt;u&gt;Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.&lt;/u&gt; For some reason I actually like that movie. I applied online for a Custodial Position at Children's Hospital. I guess it pays pretty well so I think that was a good idea. After that, I went and picked up the KyGuy from the park-n-ride. His Ma's car had a bad alternator so he was workin on that garabge tonight. From Kyle's I went to Stef's and now I'm at home, about to go to sleepy. Tomorrow night is winter drumline practice. I'm not so sure I wanna do it, but I have to now. It's all paid for. I made like $500 bucks on poinsettias. I ended up selling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;88 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of them. Wowzers. I'll make the rest working at Boston Store like once a week during the christmas shopping weeks. Anywho, sleepingtime. Goodnight all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stefanie Marie Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110057870417929352?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110057870417929352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110057870417929352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/ugh.html' title='Ugh...'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110023031027109118</id><published>2004-11-11T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T19:31:50.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Birthday</title><content type='html'>I had a great birthday. In the morning, I went to Stef's before school, and got one of the best presents ever. She got me a really cool sweater from American Eagle. I went to school, missed the physics test, went to math, missed gym, and went to study hall. Afterwards I went to Stef's again and we hung out there for a while. From there I picked up Steve, Melissa, Jake, Kyle, and TJ. Then I went to the pron store, and went to Kreiter's house. It was a great birthday. Thanks to all who made it possible.  I'm 18!!! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110023031027109118?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110023031027109118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110023031027109118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-birthday.html' title='Good Birthday'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-110004330006477325</id><published>2004-11-09T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T15:35:00.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's right</title><content type='html'>MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-110004330006477325?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110004330006477325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/110004330006477325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/thats-right.html' title='That&apos;s right'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109995825023764924</id><published>2004-11-08T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T15:57:30.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>...since I've posted on this thing. Ah well, what can you do? Last week was fun. We had off school on Friday because our school is tight like that. Friday night we went bowling at Skylark Lanes. It was fun. It was a bunch of people. Chris, Brit, Stef, and I went to Brit's house and "watched" &lt;u&gt;The Shining.&lt;/u&gt; Riiiiiiiight. Saturday morning I went to the Starbucks and applied and got interviewed right there. They are calling me back either way sometime this week. I hope I get a job there. It seems like it'd be a great place to work. During the day I got the leaves on the sides of the house picked up. Saturday night we went to Melissa's house and had a bonfire. It was nice, and hot for some reason? heh. We then continued into the basement and watched Van Helsing. I thought that movie was going to be lame but it was actually entertaining. Sunday, got up at like 10:30am, and finished picking up leaves with the lawnmower and breaking down last of the sticks. Sunday night, I went to Stef's house and we watched Shrek 2 and Ice Age. Shrek 2 was good. I enjoyed myself. It's always nice to spend an evening with the one you love.  MY BIRTHDAY IS ON WEDNESDAY. Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109995825023764924?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109995825023764924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109995825023764924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-been-while_08.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109924957492644548</id><published>2004-10-31T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T11:06:14.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Week</title><content type='html'>This week... was CRAZY! Two days of school, play for the kiddies on wednesday, and a four day weekend. I love long weekends. It just means that there is plenty of time to screw around. Thursday... I hung out around here for a while, went to Aleks's house with the Ky-Guy, and then headed down to UWM to see everyone. Friday... I forgot what I did that day. Saturday... worked on cars at Steve's house all day. It was TJ, Ky-Guy, Steve, and myself workin on the Teg's and TJ's pimpin hatch. We were supposed to get up at 7am to get to Steve's house, but the night before was kind of rough. So we ended up getting outta bed at like 8:00am and going over there. We worked on the cars from then until about 5pm. Then I came home, showered, went trick-or-treating with my darling Stefanie. That was the extent of my night. Today... I got up, went to Grandmother's house to get a list and go grocery shopping for her. I just got back from taking TJ to McDonald's on his break, and I think I am going to go back to bed for a while. I don't think I accomplished to much this weekend. I did manage to dump the whole thing of Apple Juice all over the kitchen floor though. God I'm an &lt;u&gt;IDIOT!&lt;/u&gt;  Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109924957492644548?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109924957492644548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109924957492644548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/halloween-week.html' title='Halloween Week'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109864688262264885</id><published>2004-10-24T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T12:41:22.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night was tight</title><content type='html'>Last night was a lot of fun. Me, Stef, TJ, Ky-Guy, Joel, Aleks, and Jessica Meyer all piled in my dad's soccer van and went to Splatterhaus. Kessler, Bobby, and Ryon all drove too. They had a bunch of people in their cars also, but I don't want to list everyone. All together we had like 15-20 people. It was nuts. We got there, waited an hour to get tickets, then another like 40 minutes until we could actually go into the splatterhaus. It was so cool. We had to crawl in darkness and find our way through pitchblack hallways and stuff. It was really cool because there were strobe lights everywhere. They tricked you into thinking that they were going to pop-out one way, then they would come up the other way and it was freaky because the strobe lights were going non-stop. A combination of the lights and the music gave me a huge headache when we got out of there. Afterwards we got back and had some good ole T-Bell. Claire, Ky-Guy, Myself, and Stef went and had some fun afterwards, we're not going to get into that. Hahahaha. Anyways, this morning I got up at 11, ate, and broke down sticks in the yard. I have like 13 trees in my yard, so you can imagine how many sticks there were. Time to go shower and get to Stef's house. I'll see you all tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY TWO AND 1/2 DAYS OF SCHOOL THIS WEEK. OH WAIT. JUST 2 FOR BAND PEOPLE. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109864688262264885?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109864688262264885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109864688262264885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/last-night-was-tight.html' title='Last night was tight'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109848314405049096</id><published>2004-10-22T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T12:42:20.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>What to do with myself after school? Cross Country and band are both over as of last weekend. So after school, I have nothing to do. I need a job. I know that much. What to do tonight? So many choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fire Destroys Bush Presidential Library&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON (Reuters) - A tragic fire on Monday destroyed the personal library of President George W. Bush. Both of his books have been lost.&lt;br /&gt;Presidential spokesman Ari Fleischer said the president was devastated, as he had not finished coloring the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. I don't know what else to say. Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109848314405049096?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109848314405049096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109848314405049096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109814848387466523</id><published>2004-10-18T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T18:14:43.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 11th - October 18th</title><content type='html'>This week was really good. School is actually not too bad anymore. It's kind of getting repititious, but what can you do about that? 1,2,3 hours go by kinda slow, then you hit Dr. No's class and it just gets to be a lot of fun. After that it's lunch, math, fitness training, and study hall. It's like the easiest day ever. I'm getting like zero homework and enjoying that aspect very much. Friday was Cross Country Conference. Both Varsity and JV Boys took first and both Varsity and JV girls got 3rd. It was a great turnout. Perfect weather. I PR'd by 7 seconds. I started the season out with a 22:50 and ended it with a 20:05. I was hoping to break 20:00 but what do you do? Then state was saturday. It was cold and extremly windy. We had a great season in my opinion. We took first place and got the Best Visual and Best Music Captions. We missed Colorguard and Percussion by like one tenth or something. I'm not worried about that. It was kind of upsetting Saturday, but I got over it in like an hour. What matters is that we beat River Falls overall. I think it's kind of a step up for us. A 40 person wind band against a like 85+ wind band and beating them in music. Seems kind of sad doesn't it? I think it's great. I knew our visual was much better. I don't mean to diss them or anything, but I thought their show was kind of lame.  Anyways, both Band and CC are over. I am saddened by the fact that I am done with Marching Band. Saturday was it. No more High School Marching Band. I'm sure going to miss everyone. Anywho, yesterday was just kind of a do nothing day. I slept until 2:00pm and then went to Stef's house for like 2 hours, went grocery shopping for mother, and helped kyle tow his car to Pieske's house and Pieske's car to his house so he can start work on that beast. 11 second Talon Tsi AWD. Watch out for that shit next summer. Today was slow and boring at best. Mondays suck. Anyways, about to go to Stef's house. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Fall sucks, I don't want to rake leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109814848387466523?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109814848387466523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109814848387466523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-11th-october-18th.html' title='October 11th - October 18th'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109758110609501821</id><published>2004-10-12T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T04:38:26.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO</title><content type='html'>The theory is that drinking beer makes men turn into women. To test the finding,100 men were fed 6 pints of beer each. It was then observedthat 100% of the men gained weight, talked excessively without making sense,became overly emotional, couldn't drive, failed to think rationally, argued over nothing, and refused to apologize when wrong. No further testing is planned. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109758110609501821?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109758110609501821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109758110609501821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/lmao.html' title='LMAO'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109694358981449214</id><published>2004-10-04T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T19:33:50.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick. All the coughing is making my throat sore. It's getting cold out lately. I like cold, but not so sudden. I was freezing my buns off at band tonight. My upper body was warm considering I had like 4 layers on. But all I had around my bottom was my boxers, and my pants. It was kinda breezy in there. I hope my cold doesn't get worse. Anyways, I'll see you all later. I need to sleep and try and get ridda this cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 Stefanie Marie Anderson. She makes me feel better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109694358981449214?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109694358981449214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109694358981449214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109694239017631307</id><published>2004-10-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T19:13:10.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks</title><content type='html'>My nose is running, my throat is sore, and I can't stop coughing. I hate being sick. No matter how much I sleep, take medicine, eat healthy, I still get sick. Stupid cold viruses and crap. It just ruins the day. I couldn't go to CC practice today because I probably would have stopped breathing. I made it to band. Some people really start to piss me off. Especially the ones who don't show up for practice that complain about having too much homework. Is that an excuse for not showing up to band? Yes, it is, but not a valid one. I know people who participate in band, sports, and are in like 5 AP classes and can still handle doing homework at night. Studying for a test, that's not a excuse either. Everyone knows about tests AT LEAST 3-4 days before you have them. Study on a different night. Jeeez. I think in all of the four years of band, I've missed like 3 practices due to sickness. Other than that, I have worked my ass off and I don't appreciate people slacking off for no good reason. Homework, Studying, ehhhh SHUTUP with that lame garbage. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109694239017631307?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109694239017631307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109694239017631307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109682125850456544</id><published>2004-10-03T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T09:38:24.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Week '04</title><content type='html'>This week was a lot of fun. Thursday, we had a CC meet. It was greay turnout. The Varsity Boys got first place and everyone on that team got below an 18(minutes). Many of the JV boys got PR's and I was very happy too. I beat my previous PR by like 40 seconds. The spirit days were crazy. The seniors won this week with the most points. Our parade float won also. Thanks to everyone that did that. I feel kind of crappy not helping, but I have like zero time lately. The Homecoming Dance was different this year. I went with this lovely young lady, Stefanie :) . I screwed up pretty bad at the beginning of the evening. It was a pretty stupid mistake, but I am dumb, so that made up for it. I forgot to get her flower. She said to me that she'd get the flowers, and I took that as, I'll get both of our flowers so you don't have to worry about it. That was dumb wasn't it? After that, we went to Sam's house. We were sitting there waiting for my mom to get there with her wrist flower thing, and then I realized that she wasn't coming and that the camera was in the car the whole time, Damn im stupid. The night got better from there. On our way to eat, my mom was right next to us in my dad's van and handed the wrist flower thing off to Stefanie. It was a good grab. We ate dinner, I messed with Jessica's dog for a while, played some pool and some fuseball, and then we proceeded to the dance. The beginning of the dance was kind of lame because the DJ liked to play lots of rock music. Excuse me, but I can't dance to more than one consecutive rock song. All you can do it jump up and down, and gosh that is tiring. A little later he played some good stuff, and all in all, it wasn't that bad. A couple girls got busted for drinking. It's one thing to have a couple before you go, it's another to go plastered out of your mind. I thought that was funny/stupid at the same time. Oh well. Afterwards we went to T-Bell and came and ate at my house before going to Justin's. At Justin's we watched Italian Job and ate food. I spilt a sprite. It wasn't good. I grabbed some starbursts and then went to Stef's house to hang out. I fell asleep and ended up spending the night there. Last night was a lot of fun. It's time for a band competition at Greendale HS. I'll see you all at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109682125850456544?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109682125850456544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109682125850456544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/10/homecoming-week-04.html' title='Homecoming Week &apos;04'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109617102099888382</id><published>2004-09-25T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T20:58:01.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cited.</title><content type='html'>This week was a lot of fun. We went crazy at CC practice. Ran pretty long and took some time off my running. Today, I got up at 7am, went to Muskego, and ran really well at the meet. It was really cool because everyone shaved time off their records. Afterwards I went to band practice. Our new uniforms came in and they look really cool. I kinda miss the old ones already, but ill get used to the new ones. We practiced until 5pm and then loaded up to head to Waukesha South. Mr. Kammerer was there and he smiled at us. I kinda miss him. We had a great show, we took Best Percussion, Best Auxiliary(colorguard), and we got first place in our class. We got second overall. We missed 1st by like five tenths of a point. I'm really happy with the day. Off to Waukesha West tomorrow. It'll be great. Bedtime. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109617102099888382?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109617102099888382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109617102099888382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/cited.html' title='Cited.'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109580493320593195</id><published>2004-09-21T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:16:23.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnesota Weekend Was "Tight"</title><content type='html'>I was very happy with the past weekend. The band went up to Minnesota for the annual travel weekend. It was great time. The bus ride is always one of the best parts; Hanging out with all of your friends on a COACH BUS for 6+ hours each way. Friday night we got to the school really late and practically went right to bed. Saturday we had practice in the morning for 3 hours, then had a great show. We tied for first place scorewise, but then got beat by the other band because they got the best "general effect" score. It's cool. I know we're better than their garbage. Heh. After the show, we went to "The Mall of America." It was lots of fun. We hung out with Mr. Feller for a while because I was like the only one there that could walk by myself because I'm 17, and Chris, Tom, and Brandon were all 16. It was cool. Then we realized you only had to be 16, so we went on our own way. After that, we went to the next school to sleep. It was fun there. We got like an hour and a half to set up and get ready for bed. Sunday we had a show in Coon Rapids and we got 1st and took every caption. That felt better after what had happened on Saturday. We got on the bus, and got back here an hour early; so I wasn't deprived of too much sleep. Yesterday was cool. I was tired as hell for some reason, I slept like as much as I always do, but I think I just wanted to be tired and sleep during class, so I did. I went to CC practice which was a lot of fun because we went to Whitnall Park and did Mile sprints. We did three of them, a 6:42, 6:49, and a 7:27(holy slow). I came home, and went right to bed. It was like 6:30. Woke up this morning with a full 12 hours of sleep. Today was slow. It seemed like I was at school for like 12 hours. Then CC practice was kinda crazy. 6.5 miles or something like that, in this hotness. I puked on the last mile, but still made pretty good time. CC is getting better and better everyday. I am very happy I joined. Tonight it looks like I'm going to the Volleyball Game with Chris Lambert and then probably going to Stef's house.  &lt;strong&gt;Pimp you Later!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109580493320593195?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109580493320593195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109580493320593195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/minnesota-weekend-was-tight.html' title='Minnesota Weekend Was &quot;Tight&quot;'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109539022138228830</id><published>2004-09-16T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T20:03:41.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnesota Weekend</title><content type='html'>I think I look forward to this weekend every year in band. It's just so much fun to get out of Wisconsin and out of the normal stuff. Going 7+ hours away, on a coach bus, stopping at the mall of america, being with all of your friends. It's just such a good time. We get to sleep on gym floors, which isn't too bad, but a lot of people don't like it. It feels good to sleep on the floor every now and then. I was on the phone with Stefanie earlier and she was like yeah, I pack like a suitcase to go on these trips, and I said omg and then I was like yeah, I bring like 3 outfits and my bathroom stuff and I'm all set. I don't know why girls bring their whole house with them. It's a waste of time and space. They don't even use half the stuff. I've got cross country tomorrow after school, and then I gotta leave there the second I'm done running and get to the high school to leave for the weekend. It's going to be a hecktik day tomorrow. I'm ready for the weekend. See you all on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109539022138228830?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109539022138228830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109539022138228830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/minnesota-weekend.html' title='Minnesota Weekend'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109504040459931356</id><published>2004-09-12T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T18:55:14.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends are great</title><content type='html'>I love weekends when school is going on. Saturday is always the night for having a great time. The cross country meet was a great success. JV Boys, V/JV girls got 2nd place and the V boys got first. They had a great run. Afterwards Andy, Carla, Chris and I went to Taco Bell to eat and then headed to the Band car wash. It went really well. We played some drums for like 2.5 hours and then I came home to get ready to hang with Stef. TJ, Brandon, Stef and I went to St. Gregory's Festival for a bit. Afterwards, everyone cameover and we just kinda hung out. There were a lot of people here for a while. Like 12 people slept over. It was a good time. I was happy to see everyone since school started. It's been a while since I've seen some people. It still sucks that like Joel, Kyle, Jake, Melissa, etc. are all at UWM all the time. I kinda miss everyone that's off at school. Anyways, I need to call it a night. I'm tired. Lack of sleep lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109504040459931356?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109504040459931356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109504040459931356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/weekends-are-great.html' title='Weekends are great'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109470223382094140</id><published>2004-09-08T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T20:57:13.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sexy Girl named Stefanie</title><content type='html'>So, there is this girl, from school, who is totally hot. I can't even believe it. We hang out everyday, and she is the coolest person ever. I pick her up in the morning, see her third hour, and pick her up before band. Tonight, band was alright, afterwards we went to Stef's house and did some homework. I finished up my broadcast journalism stuff, and then helped this hot young lady do her chemistry. As for the rest of the day, school is lame, CC is getting better, and Band is moving right along. I'm extremely happy with this day. But it is time for bed. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109470223382094140?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109470223382094140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109470223382094140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/sexy-girl-named-stefanie.html' title='A Sexy Girl named Stefanie'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109464241416287616</id><published>2004-09-08T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T04:20:14.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too bad</title><content type='html'>School is going pretty well. My day seems to go by a lot quicker now that I have Band third hour. That whole fifth hour deal made the day seem so long because of C lunch. Physics and Pre-Calc aren't as hard as I thought they were going to be. It is only in the first week though. It will probably pick up a bit as we go along. I really hate unit conversions in science. They take way to much work for me because Mr. Benjamin taught it to us like crap last year.  I have cross country practice and then band tonight. I'm going to be soooo tired when I get home. I am tired already and I just got outta bed. Anywho, time for school. See ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109464241416287616?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109464241416287616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109464241416287616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/not-too-bad.html' title='Not too bad'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109455622986361219</id><published>2004-09-07T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T04:23:49.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh</title><content type='html'>School sucks. It's 6:30am, and I'm not sleeping, I'm getting ready for school. Ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109455622986361219?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109455622986361219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109455622986361219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109409564322948676</id><published>2004-09-01T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:28:09.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Everytime I've thought of the first day of school, I think of Finding Nemo, in the beginning when he keeps saying "First Day of School, First Day of School." Today was nice. Stroll in at 11:00 and have 20 minute classes. We should do that everyday. Anyways, classes seem to be cool. I've got Mrs. Clark for 1st and 2nd hour which isn't too bad, but it will suck some days. I switched from Volunteering, to Fitness and Weight Training. Leboeuf is pretty funny. I found out today that Austin is at the middle school for the first semester. LAME. He was the coolest. I haven't had Hansen for gym yet. I'm not too sure about Ms. Bauerkemper(Kurlinski). She was being a big scrub today in study hall. We should be able to choose loud study hall or quiet study hall. We can still get stuff done if we talk. If kids want to work hard, they should take the buns to the library. That's where it's quiet. This year will be exciting for a while. Towards the end I'm pretty sure it's going to be lameass. Anyways, it's bedtime. Actually have to get up on time tomorrow morning. Good luck with senior year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109409564322948676?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109409564322948676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109409564322948676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109401214226282698</id><published>2004-08-31T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T15:14:25.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Today was great. I got up at 9am, cut the grass, and headed to CC practice. Afterwards we got everyone together at my house for a cookout. It was good. There were like 35 people here. We made hamburgers, listened to some tunes, and played some frisbee. It was a good way to end a not so great summer. Well, school starts tomorrow. I'm kinda looking forward to it. Going to bed now. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109401214226282698?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109401214226282698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109401214226282698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/school-tomorrow.html' title='School Tomorrow'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109392895042409913</id><published>2004-08-30T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T22:09:10.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Uh Oh.&lt;/strong&gt; Someone has informed me that I haven't been posting as much as I should be, so here goes. The last couple days have been interesting. Sunday I went to Platteville to drop off the sister at school. It was a fun day. My dad went there so he showed me around campus cuz that is most likely where I am going to school next year. It's a smaller school, but it seems really nice. The engineering program seems pretty rock solid. The drumline looked kinda shabby so when I get there, things are going to need to happen. I like the school colors, blue and orange. I bought a cool hat there. Parents paid for breakfast and lunch.  Jamie came with so she brought me home so I could get my CC pictures taken. Today was kinda lame. I got up, came home from Tom's house, and then took a nap before CC. Then I came home from CC and took a shower, only to go back to school for 2.5 hours of band. Fun. From there, I went to Ryon Migacz's house for a bonfire. I stopped over at Jessica Meyer's house for her birthday celebration and beat everyone at pool except for her(cheater). Tomorrow I have so much crap to do. I'm not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL STARTS IN TWO DAYS. RAWR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109392895042409913?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109392895042409913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109392895042409913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109367222211759507</id><published>2004-08-27T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T22:50:22.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a day</title><content type='html'>I was pretty happy with today's practice. I ran very well. Afterwards I went to help move some more of my aunt's stuff. We are finally finished. I then went to Tom's house and watched him and everyone else play DDR. I suck at that game. I'm at Stef's right now. After this we are going back to Tom's to sleep. Alumni CC meet tomorrow. It should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109367222211759507?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109367222211759507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109367222211759507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-day.html' title='Just a day'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109349803251034410</id><published>2004-08-25T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T22:27:12.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>Today was great. Woke up early to help Gramps move some stuff, hung out with Kyle and TJ for a while, went to cross country practice, ate some great dinner, and then hung out with stef.  Moving stuff that early kinda sucked. We moved this little TV stand that weighed a ton. I pretty much ripped skin off of my hand. From there, I went with Kyle to do the brakes on one of his co-workers cars. Come 2:30 I was kinda stuck for a ride to CC practice. My sister had the car at work and that left me with Kyle's red car. That thing is fun to drive. Cross Country went well. We jogged to the park, did a bunch of sprints, and jogged back to school. I'm starting to enjoy CC a lot more considering the fact that I don't get tired as fast anymore. After CC I came home to eat dinner. Mom made chicken, potatoes, corn, and salad. It was really good. From there I took my grubby ass a shower and went and hung out with Stef. To end this great day, I realized, I need a frickin job. I'm pobre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109349803251034410?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109349803251034410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109349803251034410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/good-day.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109332269694408399</id><published>2004-08-23T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T21:44:56.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stefanie the Cook</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't too shabby. I got up at 9 to help my grandpa move some crap from my auntie's to my auntie's new place. I then went to subway, got a sub, and went home and ate that sub. It was good. Cross Country was pretty good today. I got my side ache back somehow. Don't know where it came from, but it was bothering me for the last mile or so. I came home and took a nap and then went and picked up Stef. We were at my house and watched Law and Order like four times. I'm at stef's house right now. It is almost midnight. We decided to come back here because she wanted to make some spaghetti. Today was good. I enjoyed my nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109332269694408399?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109332269694408399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109332269694408399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/stefanie-cook.html' title='Stefanie the Cook'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109312356680769481</id><published>2004-08-21T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T14:26:06.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone. Today hasn't been too bad. I was sick this morning which kind of sucked. I missed out on CC practice. Then my mom came home, and I went and helped my aunt move. She has a lot of heavy stuff. My arms are tired. My ankles still kinda hurt from CC Wednesday-Friday. I've been eating good. Not tooooo much junk, just a little bit. I weigh 150.2 lbs. I have a physical next week... isn't that exciting? Well that's about all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109312356680769481?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109312356680769481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109312356680769481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8014296.post-109297876063306006</id><published>2004-08-20T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T22:12:40.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>Well, Cross Country is kicking my butt. The funny thing about that is I enjoy it. I'm kinda slow at the moment but it comes with time. Most people have been running all summer. I started yesterday. As for the rest of the day. I got outta cross country and came and sat at home for a while. My ankles kinda hurt. I had some subway for the first time in a week. That made me happy. I love subway. It's just so good for you and it tastes great. I get the same thing all the time. I went over to Justin Marcellini's house with Stefanie Marie Anderson. We watched Drumline and Toy Story 2. It was a good time. I stole Justin's juice(hahaha). Anyways, goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8014296-109297876063306006?l=danieljosephharter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109297876063306006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8014296/posts/default/109297876063306006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieljosephharter.blogspot.com/2004/08/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>DanielJHarter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08838699049215142253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
