<?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-3760155</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:36:51.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in the arms of the LORD</title><subtitle type='html'>embraced unconditionally...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3760155.post-110007178939548428</id><published>2004-11-10T02:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T02:29:49.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey all...im finally back here!! haha, jon im not dead! ok. the 'rents are out in san diego, but in december theyre moving back to hawaii. im in ann arbor finishing up my degree. this should be good. its good to see everyone once again. ok. laters.maCe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/110007178939548428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/110007178939548428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110007178939548428' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-85828831</id><published>2002-12-11T03:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T03:19:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo...check it.  [make sure you have speakers on...volume up]d.crowder</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/85828831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/85828831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85828831' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-85094112</id><published>2002-11-26T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T00:41:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lcg.  [life.change.group] nothing beats it.  i just had mines tonight, and realized how much accountability is necessary.  where else are you going to have a brother [or two] who are committed enough to you to give an hour [or two] of their time to here you spill your guts, give you counsel, and then pray for you?!?!  man.  these guys are there for me.  i know it.  i see it.  i feel it.  tonight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/85094112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/85094112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85094112' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84984611</id><published>2002-11-23T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T18:11:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant believe we had just lost today.  at a boy josh.  at a way to come up short again in the entire second half.  we were shutout in the second half.  john navarre's vision got narrower and narrower as the half progresed.  yeah, im disappointed.  oh well.  cant wait for the post-navarre era to begin, i hear we are supposed to have a quarterback who can win then.  traditions.  its the annual </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84984611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84984611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84984611' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84961782</id><published>2002-11-23T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T02:37:23.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why does CRISP.ing have to be so darn complicated.  well, the IOE dept is just trying to be as difficult as they can be right now.  i am not able to sign up for some of my classes because i have senior standing, and thats one of the criteria for ineligibility.  so what ive got to go and do now is talk with the ioe dept and like register the old fashioned way...by hand.  this is going to be tough </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84961782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84961782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84961782' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84918393</id><published>2002-11-22T06:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T06:23:16.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so here i am.  lost again.  wondering when i will be found.  it seems like things will never get better.  i dont know.  kind of gloomy right now.  dont ask."...do you know that in only 6 years troy.aikman has passed for over 16,036 yds??...."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84918393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84918393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84918393' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84856969</id><published>2002-11-21T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T01:25:27.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its like yo.  i crisp tomorrow.  dont know what classes to take.  wait.  i do.  just dont know when to take them to fit in with each other.  i should find that out soon....the human head weighs 8 pounds.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84856969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84856969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84856969' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84651633</id><published>2002-11-17T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-17T02:02:30.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...shut up.  just shut up...you had me at hello..."i noticed a couple things about the reason why renee [yeah, we're on a first name basis] stayed with tom.  tom had a vision, a mission for his life.  he new where he wanted to be.  the direction he wanted to take his life.  and she connected with what was driving him to get there.  he had a passion.  she "loved him for the man he wants to be."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84651633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84651633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84651633' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84583979</id><published>2002-11-15T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-17T01:49:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so.  i dont think i ever realized how good of a movie jerry mcguire really was/is until this morning.  i watched it...alone.  and thought "self, why was this movie not put up on the top ten list?"  j.mac definitely has top_10 caliber.  aaaaaauuuggghh!!  i have a feeling the my nephew is going to be a whole lot cuter than the boy in the movie [insert his name here].  i must admit though, that kid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84583979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84583979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84583979' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84459324</id><published>2002-11-13T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T01:26:09.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spoken.word::what is it with spoken word that really touches  my heart.  i think its mainly because of the way the words just flow.  many have powerful [and i mean powerful] lyrics.  some are political, but the ones that get to me most are the ones that include the words God, Jesus Christ, or Bible versus.  for instance im listening to this dope piece performed by people of "i was born with two</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84459324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84459324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84459324' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84369871</id><published>2002-11-11T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T12:21:51.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this past weekend was action-packed!!!first i went and played paintball!!!!  woooohhoooo!!!  that was definitely a blast.  got shot only a couple times.  killed a lot of people.  won the respect of the refs (they are pros...they saw potential in me)  hahaha!!  but yeah, i was really ministered to by the brotherhood that was evident.  thats something we definitely need.  guys dont bond by just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84369871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84369871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84369871' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-84222277</id><published>2002-11-08T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T08:04:25.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, i never knew life existed outside of blog.  im not saying that i have found it, but there definitely have been some glimpses.  man, this is my first leave of absence ever, and i think i didnt like it.  what is it about sitting in front of a computer screen typing away what the voices in my head tell me to write??  i find the whole blogging process quite invigorating.  first i have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84222277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/84222277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84222277' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83867833</id><published>2002-11-01T05:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T01:00:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah...i think my night tonight was summed up well by the words of my good friends iverSONG:  "the one night i could have slept...."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83867833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83867833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83867833' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83557400</id><published>2002-10-26T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T01:01:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo.  so i saw "the ring" last night and liked every little bit of it.  from the fact that it all fit together to the parts that made scooby jump out of his seat.  aauughh.  but its kind of like the sixth sense sort of.  how its got all those plot twists, freaky chicks, and ghosts.  yeah...ghosts [digital ghosts].  i left the movie not feeling scared, nor paranoid, but satisfied.entertained.  as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83557400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83557400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83557400' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83501028</id><published>2002-10-25T02:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T02:32:57.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>worship.  its something everyone of us engages in.  whether the object of our adoration be our car, grades, relationships, friendships, or status everyone worships something or someone.  tonight i understood my purpose in life [i already knew this....just wanting to restate it].  we as human beings were created to worship God.  He created us to have this intimate relationship with Him, to seek </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83501028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83501028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83501028' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83449249</id><published>2002-10-24T03:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T03:12:27.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yeah, i have been in this jazzy kind of mood lately [even though the mood.o.meter says sleepy].  i picked up dyons miles davis [kind of blue -- good album, i highly recommend it for your listening enjoyment] about a week ago, and now its almost all that i listen to.  so i asked miss smelly.kat if she had anything within the genre and it turns out that she did.  she had the same mr. d. i was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83449249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83449249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83449249' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83448941</id><published>2002-10-24T03:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T03:00:45.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just chillin at starbucks, sippin on my grande caramel machiatto -- caramel on bottom, no foam, whip cream, and caramel on top.....  yeah, life is good.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83448941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83448941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83448941' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83338152</id><published>2002-10-22T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T01:36:53.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man, so much to say, so little blog....my tips got stolen from me this afternoon from bubble island.  i think some punks came in and jacked my cash from the counter (read: macey not happy)...  they took like $3 in bills from the tip jar.  i think it happened right in front of my face too...i dont know, i was in the back of the store for awhile washing dishes when these...nevermind, it doesnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83338152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83338152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83338152' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-83206500</id><published>2002-10-19T03:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-19T03:48:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i went to UHS (university health services) today because i have been sick for the past eon, and wanted some answers....knowing from past experiences with UHS answers are things they do not have.  but i went anyway.  turns out that i might have mononucleosis (sp??).  a.k.a. the kissing disease...or more subtle, mono.  they took blood from me to run some tests on.  it kind of wasnt all that much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83206500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/83206500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83206500' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82990506</id><published>2002-10-14T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T21:53:28.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i would like to congratulate p.diddy  on entering the world that is blog.  so yeah, welcome...diddy_style</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82990506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82990506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82990506' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82976065</id><published>2002-10-14T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T15:10:43.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yeah, it was my nephew_s second birthday yesterday [10.13.02]. yeah, my boy is all grow'd up now. he is insanely obsessed with monsters inc. he watches it like almost twice a day. right when he wakes up (sometimes he wakes his mother, my sister, up at like 630 just to watch it) and right before he goes to sleep (he doesnt like to sleep in a room without a tv in it....its a macey thing, we all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82976065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82976065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82976065' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82975896</id><published>2002-10-14T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T15:06:20.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yeah, it was my nephew_s second birthday yesterday [10.13.02].  yeah, my boy is all grow'd up now.  he is insanely obsessed with monsters inc.  he watches it like almost twice a day.  right when he wakes up (sometimes he wakes his mother, my sister, up at like 630 just to watch it) and right before he goes to sleep (he doesnt like to sleep in a room without a tv in it....its a macey thing, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82975896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82975896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82975896' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82975426</id><published>2002-10-14T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T15:11:35.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whatup y_all....man, i have some unfortunate news to tell you guys.  results ::code_RED:: &lt; triumphant.  for you math illiterate people... that just means we lost.  we controversially came in fifth overall.  we made it to the final match of the tug_of_WAR but got disqualified because one of our guys wore cleats when he wasnt supposed to.  the team we beat in the semi-finals, we will call them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82975426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82975426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82975426' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82675533</id><published>2002-10-08T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-08T01:31:01.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am in awe of GOds' awesome power.  everyday this past week it had rained, and yesterday there was some sort of tornado watch going on.  but people have been praying for this specific day.  people have actually been praying for good weather.  and for today to be sunny, dry, warm, and the clouds kind of far away is a miracle to me.  today is hmcc's H-games.  its the big day of the year where all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82675533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82675533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82675533' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82408686</id><published>2002-10-02T05:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-02T05:29:00.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man, today was a blessing~!!!  though a big majority of the time was spent being not productive, i still was blessed today [ 100102 ]  well, it didnt get off to good start or anything, but got progressively better.  i had an exam this morning, one that i was unprepared for.  this was probably my very first engineering exam where i was not allowed to bring in a cheat.sheet.  or a sheet of notes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82408686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82408686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82408686' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82230094</id><published>2002-09-28T05:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T05:34:19.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what am i doing up this late??  ...i shot pool tonight for the first time in like 1.5489 years.  it took about an hour or so to get all the rust off.  hhhmmm...won some lost some.  at pz's -- helped someone shop for cars.  YEAH!!!  what kind of car do you see me in!?!?!  let me know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82230094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82230094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82230094' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82136171</id><published>2002-09-26T03:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-26T22:06:56.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its my best friends b-day today -- 09.26 -- but hes in hawaii which is like 6 hours back.  i hope they take him out somewhere nice.  and take pictures!!  man, i havent been around him for his b.day for the past 5.  its ok.  being away makes the time together more special.  i do enjoy a good round of golf every now and then.  hawaii is perfect for golfing...and about every other thing one could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82136171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82136171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82136171' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82114656</id><published>2002-09-25T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-25T18:11:21.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do i get sick every day...  honestly, i do.  if you look at my medical records at UHS you would see that i have admitted myself like twice a semester.  i go like 2~3 times in the winter semester and at least once in the fall semester.  i dont understand it.  right now, i am sick.  yeah...cough--cough.  i dont like being sick, i just am.  and its not like i ever fully recover from it either, i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82114656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82114656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82114656' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-82036128</id><published>2002-09-24T04:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T05:36:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cant sleep...went to bed at 2:49am.  tossed and turned until about 3:36am.  been online readin peoples blogs ever since.  recap: cant sleep, so i blog.  code_RED it is!!!  holla...yeah, that got 86-ed.  [taken off the menu]today was cool.  worked. blogged.  scoutreached.  ate.  studied.  shirted.  studied.  slept.  tossed.  turned.  blogged.  i went to the green/baxter road community low </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82036128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/82036128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82036128' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81929041</id><published>2002-09-21T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-21T19:17:52.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>changed the picture on the left.  thats me at an orphanage in lima, peru.  yeah, this past summer i was down in peru on a missions trip.  im up at the media union right now workin on the presentation for next sunday.  seeing the pictures and hanging out with the team is refreshing.  small group this year is either one of two things.  1.  holla!  -- calling on the name of the LORD2.  code red</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81929041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81929041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81929041' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81874936</id><published>2002-09-20T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T11:38:03.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>praise God.  im smiling!!  woooooohooooo!!!!!     B.E.T.   |    believing and expecting transformation    |   '02-'03</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81874936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81874936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81874936' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81860526</id><published>2002-09-20T02:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T02:52:55.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, today ended on a better note.  i went to work this afternoon 0330pm...0800pm.  it was cool.  i love the atmosphere at bubble island.  its almost like being in small group but not.  i got a chance to open up and talk to dave tonight.  i dont think we ever had one of those deep convos before, though i have shared about my faith with him before.  being there did cheer me up a little.  and then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81860526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81860526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81860526' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81831653</id><published>2002-09-19T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-19T14:07:21.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im not too sure how i feel right now.  i think i did wake up on the wrong side of the bed (or couch for that matter) today.  i dont know why either...  i took a 20 minute shower today.  most of the time was just spent thinking about random things.  and when i was going to class i was so malaze/lathargic...slow.  i dont know if i am sad (because i dont know if i have something to be sad about).  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81831653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81831653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81831653' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81616140</id><published>2002-09-14T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-14T23:01:58.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>$$$$  wins football games | SOUTH BEND REFS UPSET #6 MICHIGANso we lost against notre dame today, that of which made me want to throw up.  i seriously felt like yuukin, this is symptomatic of post.traumatic.syndrome.  yeah, the calls that those refs down in south bend made were probably some of the worse in the history of the game itself (read: refs gave ND 6pts that should not have been.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81616140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81616140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81616140' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81557336</id><published>2002-09-13T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-13T11:55:05.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday's prayer meeting was again really personal for me.  _i talked to martin about it all already_  it basically boils down to me being overwhelmed by the presence of the LORD.  it was too much for me to handle ... i broke down.  but they weren't tears of sorrow, they were moreso tears of joy.  of fulfillment!!  man, i dont know how to describe it!  but yeah...i had a soccer game last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81557336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81557336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81557336' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81444669</id><published>2002-09-11T02:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T02:55:43.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was different.  today was probably the first day in a long time that i spent alone...for the majority of it at least.  i think its in these times that God speaks to our hearts.  in the midst of the busyness i do tend to clutter my heart with things other than God...sad, i know.  but today was a day that i had not really hung out with anyone, or spend a big chunk of time with people.  i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81444669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81444669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81444669' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81423055</id><published>2002-09-10T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T17:53:43.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, so i took this superhuman power test thingie [on emode] and found out that i have X -- ray vision.  and the phunnie thing is, is that the description given pretty much matched me...weird.  here let me quote it:Holy smokes, you've got X-RAYVISION! Your answers show a keen sense of insight, coupled with a piercing mind. Okay, so you may not be able to see through brick walls . not yet, anyway</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81423055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81423055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81423055' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81393888</id><published>2002-09-10T02:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T17:42:25.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  so heres the recap on the day.  last night i had an awesome convo with dannon (aka: dan with 2 n's, 2xs dan, transfer dan, spiked hair dan, trance dan, etc...) which kept me up for most of the night.  this lead to my not waking up on time this morning ordeal.  missed my first class of the semester -- and it hasnt even been one full week yet (read: mace is pitiful).  then i just didnt go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81393888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81393888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81393888' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81338167</id><published>2002-09-08T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T22:47:34.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from the email sent out | guys and their not so bad girlsthis might be a generalization...or it could just be me.  but from my past experiences, guys (even the bad ones) are not looking for the "bad girl."  i am included in that "guys" thing.  yeah, even when i was not a Christian i personally did not like the bad girl though i was a bad boy/thug...yeah, but thats another blog.  i remember </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81338167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81338167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81338167' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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-3760155.post-81268418</id><published>2002-09-07T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T02:36:14.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whatup y'all!!!!  man, it feels so good to be here apart of the blogging community.  i know i know, this is late and all...but better late than never!!!  (dont quote me on that one...i dont apply it to all of my life).  so yeah what happened the first time i tried to get on was that my blog must have been too long or something because it never got posted nor published...oh well.  i am going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81268418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3760155/posts/default/81268418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haynmace.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81268418' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003033828617399764</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>
