<?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-1652306668217914874</id><updated>2012-02-17T22:46:37.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tim tincher</title><subtitle type='html'>this is tim</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>335</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1899215693496406482</id><published>2012-02-17T22:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T22:46:37.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how abruptly things change. I can't quite complain. It's just that things are different. I miss the past but I am not regretting my slothfulness. I think it is very symbolic for the departure of my self-expression. I want to go somewhere with this. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1899215693496406482?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1899215693496406482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1899215693496406482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1899215693496406482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1899215693496406482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-funny-how-abruptly-things-change.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2955644046366197403</id><published>2012-01-27T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T18:50:25.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion: Spring, my Classics, and Color Schemes!</title><content type='html'>Some of my favorite looks right now:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/250512797992083179_8JlrgHS1_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/250512797992083179_8JlrgHS1_c.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the purity and cleanliness of the ensemble. I am quite the fan of the middle part, with a long blonde. I am in love with the dip dye on this dress. The handbag and the gold bracelet make this look really chic and sophisticated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashionisingpictures.net/catwalks/louisvuitton60scorsetdress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.fashionisingpictures.net/catwalks/louisvuitton60scorsetdress.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know last Spring 2011 was when Creme and monochromatic was intensely hot on the runway, but I am still obsessed with this look. I love the floral look of the corset on this dress--I have a couch in my living room that looks like this and I'm obsessed with this 60s like pattern--, paired with the creme dress. The waistline is terrific and the straps look perfect. The yellow shoes are very vibrant and make me feel warm all over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/3377768440004613_CFHrjTVt_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/3377768440004613_CFHrjTVt_c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is like a khaki sandal wedge type shoe, I love the peep toe in any shoe. It's flawless. I think this brownish leather would look PERFECT with any sort of floral or cool colored gown. I just pictured a perfect outfit with a narrow stripped red or blue, with a top-braid bun and red lips, and some smashing bright solid colored 3/4 length capris. Paired with one of my favorite line of sunglasses from Ralph Lauren:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ralphlauren.com/graphics/product_images/pPOLO2-9177792_standard_t240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.ralphlauren.com/graphics/product_images/pPOLO2-9177792_standard_t240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The CAT-EYE sunglasses. Made famously chic and gorgeous by Audrey Hepburn in my honest opinion. These are from the Ralph Lauren website. Any cat eye, of any color is super in right now and would perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/16677461089583185_sf45jYSQ_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/16677461089583185_sf45jYSQ_c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This complimentary color scheme of like pinks and beige look's perfect. I do realise these are high fashion pictures, but I think that this is a good idea to base a perfect look off of. The high wasted pink colors and the sandals look amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Moving on to guy's stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have become insanely preppy. Who knows why though? #whitegirlproblems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Broken-in chino in regular fit" src="http://images.jcrew.com/fsi/server?type=image&amp;amp;source=images/onFigure/65/65891/65891_BR6186_m.tif&amp;amp;width=393&amp;amp;height=393&amp;amp;effects=sharpen(20)&amp;amp;quality=90&amp;amp;profile=jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I snagged this from J. Crew's website but I am loving this look. I own a couple pairs of Chinos myself and try to make this look work. I love the sweater on the top, even though it is barely showing in this picture. I love the blues and the belt. The chinos are a wonderful fit. I like to roll my Chinos up because I prefer that it looks more casual/sophisticated/put together/stylised but I often find myself getting ridiculed--whatever, it's perfect. It's then paired off with some casual colorful sneakers to complete the look.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sperrytopsider.com/commonimages/sperry/490px/0466904_1_490x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://www.sperrytopsider.com/commonimages/sperry/490px/0466904_1_490x300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yay for Sperry's!! I particularly like the way how this is kind of a crossover of a high-top with the boat shoe (their signature, obviously). It is a wonderful, classy shoe and brightens up any little outfit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.assets-gap.com/webcontent/0004/208/646/cn4208646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www1.assets-gap.com/webcontent/0004/208/646/cn4208646.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is a slim-fit solid button up from Gap. I liked this Lavender Grey color, I think it can be quite relevant for spring and look absolutely wonderful over some sort of khaki or Chino pant. Denim, etc. Then I like to pair it off with some sort of sweater, or cardigan or jacket, I liked this ensemble from Forever 21 (everybody likes some cheap retail, especially with the fresh looks from here):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.forever21.com/images/model_front/08585725-05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's all I have to say for now? What do you have to say for Spring? What are you going to look for? What are you into? Anything you want me to cover? Any comments or questions or encouragement towards me doing these little fashion commentaries?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2955644046366197403?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2955644046366197403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2955644046366197403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2955644046366197403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2955644046366197403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2012/01/fashion-spring-my-classics-and-color.html' title='Fashion: Spring, my Classics, and Color Schemes!'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4914366636870569639</id><published>2012-01-22T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:11:27.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me about upcoming projects, collaborations, my opinions! Ask me anything as long as it was not already asked. &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4914366636870569639?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4914366636870569639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4914366636870569639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4914366636870569639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4914366636870569639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2012/01/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5090887507602671225</id><published>2012-01-21T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T09:27:34.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I often think I am delusional. But it's okay, because I'm probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everybody else, anywhere. Lana Del Rey has captivated me and I cannot get enough. Her new album comes out in 9 days. I am totally going to get it. I hope it's at Walmart, so I can just go run down and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not much of a blogger, so I am going to go back to my little world where maybe I'll create something. Writer's block is Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frolic through the Thorns, Death by Daisies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5090887507602671225?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5090887507602671225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5090887507602671225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5090887507602671225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5090887507602671225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-often-think-i-am-delusional.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2087389438290007090</id><published>2011-12-20T23:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:46:10.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1am sesh</title><content type='html'>It's interesting how at certain times of the day or week or year we play on different personas. It's like 1 am and I am spending my time on Blogger. &lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been any snow present in the area. What twisted fate in winter pop culture is going on? Worst of both worlds to be quite honest. I am running around in circles hoping that my outfits will still be relevant in this dry and inversion encrusted winter scenario I am living. &lt;br /&gt;I have a new single that's officially out that is titled, "Catching On" from Declaration. It's about the need or struggles of the Artist. Being misunderstood, and going out there to get your point taken correctly. I am also planning a music video. Autobiographical sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, sock buns are so tasteful. In other, other news, Lip injections will never look good on anybody and Lindsay Lohan made a mistake getting them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make a painting or something whilst I'm up this late. I haven't written a song in a long time. I'm worried. Why is it that I just don't have the need or want right now to write... It is scaring me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to fly, tweet dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2087389438290007090?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2087389438290007090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2087389438290007090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2087389438290007090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2087389438290007090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/12/1am-sesh.html' title='1am sesh'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2044108959836335209</id><published>2011-12-06T10:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:46:29.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forever alone. That's a given. x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2044108959836335209?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2044108959836335209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2044108959836335209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2044108959836335209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2044108959836335209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/12/forever-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2029421543174196387</id><published>2011-12-03T09:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:29:28.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me questions about music &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2029421543174196387?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2029421543174196387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2029421543174196387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2029421543174196387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2029421543174196387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/12/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2492883134907971122</id><published>2011-12-02T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:29:40.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless promotion.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I realise this is my personal blog, but I thought it would be appropriate for some SHAMELESS PROMOTION with my hipster blogger friends who seem to be oblivious of the release. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;This is Declaration in it's full. Go ahead and listen to everything!! Share this post with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640704"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640704" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/adieu-amy"&gt;Adieu Amy&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639356"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639356" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/catching-on"&gt;Catching On&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640855"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640855" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/dress-me-up"&gt;Dress Me Up&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639454"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639454" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/stuck"&gt;Stuck&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639647"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639647" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/let-go"&gt;Let Go&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639755"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27639755" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/ruptured-2011-mix"&gt;Ruptured (2011 Mix)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640003"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640003" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/not-your-maid"&gt;(Not Your) Maid&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640704"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640704" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/adieu-amy"&gt;Adieu Amy&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640251"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640251" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/irreconcilable"&gt;Irreconcilable&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640497"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640497" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/what-does-it-take"&gt;What Does It Take?&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27641126"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27641126" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/captivated"&gt;Captivated&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27641017"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27641017" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/vous-etes-belle"&gt;Vous etes belle&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640358"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F27640358" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/captivated-performance-version"&gt;Captivated (Performance Version)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2492883134907971122?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2492883134907971122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2492883134907971122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2492883134907971122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2492883134907971122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/12/shameless-promotion.html' title='Shameless promotion.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1058531070261529966</id><published>2011-12-01T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:46:24.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First off, &lt;br /&gt;I'd like to apologize for my small little posts I write. Sometimes I forget that this isn't a micro blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating a new goal. The goal is to be less negative, and seem more insightful when I write things down.&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to the Reminder from Feist and I can say that it's still one of my favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of want snow in that weird wintery way. We haven't gotten any so what be the harm in that? Something is lulling about layering up for snowier but calm Decembers. How lovely. I just keep getting this travelling arrangement to stay in some lodge! When did I become so cozy? It's probably a phase, or I'm growing out of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally saw the Marry the Night video. Knowing myself, you probably know that I loved it. Maybe even as much or more than Bad Romance. It really was just so great. The Pathetique at the beginning, the clinic scenes. Omg. Her acting just about made me cry. The ballerinas. The nudity and Cheerios was a bit much, but what can you do, I mean it's Gaga. What were your thoughts on the video?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with one last outline, i did announce that Catching On is going to be the next single I believe so. I would love to hear from some of you and possibly have some people to help me create a really good video. As a second video, I want to make it a big priority for it to be well put together. If you haven't heard it yet, google it, tbh I don't feel like putting a link on here from my mobile device. But yes! If you have any cool ideas for the video, and would want to help and live somewhat locally or can somehow contribute, totally let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could say that I lost everything, but I still had my Badazzler." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1058531070261529966?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1058531070261529966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1058531070261529966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1058531070261529966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1058531070261529966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-off-id-like-to-apologize-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5838451066028878707</id><published>2011-12-01T21:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:35:40.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't quite explain how to gesture my feelings at the moment. But I need to save my "flopping" album before it gets worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5838451066028878707?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5838451066028878707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5838451066028878707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5838451066028878707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5838451066028878707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-quite-explain-how-to-gesture-my.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-714684977462062238</id><published>2011-11-28T21:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:58:59.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twitter isn't working right now, so you could imagine me, being myself panicking or at least irked. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so dependent. Fabulous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I really, really like Marina and the Diamonds even more. I'm super excited for her new album Electra Heart. I also decided I love Hilary Duff. Go listen to Dignity because it is free of flaws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting how I only listen to female singers. Go find a male singer you'd know I'd actually enjoy. There aren't many in my opinion or I just don't look for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;br /&gt;I am going to be honest and say that this sophomore year has been one of the most lonely school year's yet. So sad. If any of you are reading this, lol. 💅💋💋💋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chattabox coming this week. I'm planning on it being an extravagant feature. This is who I am. Obviously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tim &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-714684977462062238?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/714684977462062238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=714684977462062238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/714684977462062238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/714684977462062238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/twitter-isnt-working-right-now-so-you.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8525225771349982766</id><published>2011-11-28T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:26:18.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm due for a photoshoot. Anybody want to take pics? It seems fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8525225771349982766?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8525225771349982766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8525225771349982766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8525225771349982766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8525225771349982766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-due-for-photoshoot.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7722175966980576377</id><published>2011-11-26T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:12:00.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is out there to make me feel better? Life is so dynamic. What can I do to bridge myself away from the lows? That's one thing I should figure out. It seems as if I'm entering another social transition. What to do? How to cope? &lt;br /&gt;Where has my vivid, reality show qualified life gone? It seems as if it is time to build another. I don't like to think of life as a chapter book, the whole idea irks me, but it seems as if that is how it is. I don't mean to be dramatic but that's just how it is. &lt;br /&gt;I have been lazy and haven't exerted myself to look very hard. That could be something to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to H&amp;M finally. It quite honestly was fantastic. It has filled the hole in the wardrobe sources I have lacked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be quite honest, I think I am overdue to go on some sort of excursion somewhere. The idea of  writing down some thoughts while driving down Highway 89 to I-15 gives me chills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I do next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am due to start venturing into the next chapter of "Declaration" and I'm debating which single to take on. I keep gravitating towards a slower song. We've come down to 2 different songs, Catching On which seems somewhat relevant to my life at the moment as well as, Let Go, which seems quite irrelevant to my life at the moment. Let Go is a faster one, maybe it would be better for a later date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite like how I'm deciding the single with you all. I might just go with Catching On. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7722175966980576377?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7722175966980576377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7722175966980576377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7722175966980576377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7722175966980576377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-out-there-to-make-me-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-9190615208452798578</id><published>2011-11-24T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:30:12.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purse those lips.</title><content type='html'>You know me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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Scatterbrained central. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;I released the first single, "Stuck" the music video. I am releasing some acoustic performances. This is what I've been wanting for a long time. We had to work for this. I didn't really take any shortcuts to get here...&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I'm going to go down to purchase some envelopes, CDs, and some stamps to mail out "Declaration" to independent radio stations across the US. Doesn't that just sound fabulous? I just need some CDs ($$)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't asked but, what do you guys think of the new video (Stuck)? Has it succeeded your expectations? I apologize if this seems to be the only thing I discuss here on the blog, but it seems to be the only thing that's important to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to poke myself with a toothpick repeatedly because my mind blanked on the idea of having a big Release party. I guess we could make up for it. Maybe not invite some people. Ha. That would be daring.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'd like to end this post by giving you some links to the new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soundcloud streams: &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;http://soundcloud.com/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AmazonMP3:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Declaration/dp/B005VUCBP6/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321209145&amp;amp;sr=301-1"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Declaration/dp/B005VUCBP6/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321209145&amp;amp;sr=301-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/declaration/id471737073"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/declaration/id469267663&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4600531512882195164?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4600531512882195164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4600531512882195164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4600531512882195164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4600531512882195164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-out.html' title='It&apos;s out.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-3424966755682969190</id><published>2011-11-12T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T16:01:10.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay. I'm relevant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i16SuyJ3QZY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clicktotweet.com/53Xbq"&gt;http://clicktotweet.com/53Xbq&lt;/a&gt; CLICK TO TWEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET IT NOW:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/declaration/id469267663"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/declaration/id469267663&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-3424966755682969190?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/3424966755682969190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=3424966755682969190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3424966755682969190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3424966755682969190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/yay-im-relevant.html' title='Yay. I&apos;m relevant.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/i16SuyJ3QZY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7079119543492440921</id><published>2011-11-09T20:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:28:44.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me about upcoming projects, collaborations, my opinions! Ask me anything as long as it was not already asked. &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7079119543492440921?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7079119543492440921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7079119543492440921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7079119543492440921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7079119543492440921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/formspringme_09.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-168349037767910534</id><published>2011-11-09T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:28:34.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me about upcoming projects, collaborations, my opinions! 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I am my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8597434731693369383?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8597434731693369383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8597434731693369383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8597434731693369383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8597434731693369383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-my-prayer.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-9190495745477025813</id><published>2011-11-04T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:22:43.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says you have to go out? News. Sorry for not Chattaboxing. x</title><content type='html'>Being alone is sometimes fun. I mean it's good in moderation. I haven't really let my (hypothetical) weave down in awhile and it feels pretty good. I &amp;nbsp;put my big headphones on and listened to some moderate tempo-ed music. Who says you have to go out every Friday night? Maybe, I'm just entering a realm of anti-social centered behavior. Or maybe, I'm just an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem so lovely, but I don't really feel like I'm being looked at under a microscope as much as I used to. I think that I have kind of grown comfortable with myself, and my quirky conflicting personalities.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have spent 7 months as "Ganoushe" creating and declaring a new album that represents some of who I am, or was. Declaration. It's coming on November 11th, 2011 at the usual digital stores. I thought it was appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you checked out Spotify yet? If you haven't, you are missing out. It's absolutely fabulous. I love using Spotify to preview albums from my most interested criteria of artists. You should also stream Declaration in Spotify once you create an account to know if you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to apologize for my sudden breakage in the Chattabox series. I have been kind of not in the mood for it, it's become more of a chore, and I will do it when I really feel like doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;I am also filming the Stuck video. Coming within the next few weeks. You can preview the song, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGF6VoFNmtw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-9190495745477025813?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/9190495745477025813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=9190495745477025813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/9190495745477025813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/9190495745477025813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-says-you-have-to-go-out-news-sorry.html' title='Who says you have to go out? 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Sorry for not Chattaboxing. x'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7140260073813780391</id><published>2011-10-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:28:32.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After it all, we're all still the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;  &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;  &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;  &lt;w:TrackMoves/&gt;  &lt;w:TrackFormatting/&gt;  &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;  &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;  &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;  &lt;w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt; 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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A narrative I wrote for English. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;The first day of Middle school was a vivid one. Iwalked into the building with a runway, slow motion type stature. I constructedan outfit that I thought would be the most original, and soon-to-be-caught-ontrend. It was alright, but it’s obviously no breakthrough in fashion whenyou’re merely just a seventh grader entering Middle school. It was such anexperimental age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Ihad my hair slightly ironed, wore my button down shirt with my checkered Vans(soon to be worn by everybody). I was so hollow, so shallow. I walked throughthe building, plowing through everybody completely ignoring everything thatwent past me. I didn’t really think anything of it, being a seventh grader,which tends to happen. I didn’t begin to realize what m irrational behaviorwould have in store for me in my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Once people began to get to know whoI was, I began to become teased, it wasn’t really anything that was a gooddeal, I probably could’ve dealt differently. I tried the whole social thing. Itseemed to work for a little while. People added me on Facebook; they saw myposts on Facebook and were baffled by my personality. They didn’t bother tryingto figure me out and I was left alone. Luckily, I did have a little group offriends that I had since the beginning, so I never was entirely alone. For themost part, I’m still good friends with most of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;As the years begin to go on I create this reputationas a “The kid who posts on YouTube,” and other things. I was labeled shallowthings because people couldn’t find the most thorough explanation for myflamboyant personality. I always was labeled since I was very young, so I triedto just brush it off, because it’s not like it was the first time I had dealtwith this kind of situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;My friend and I were still making videos, and wewere facing the opposition with a vicious and careless attitude. That alsotends to happen when somebody gets “bullied” or “teased”. We found Garagebandon his computer, and began to create a loopy creation, a parody, an eclecticsong not meant to &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; anyseriousness represented in it whatsoever. We titled it, &lt;i&gt;“In the Garden (Garden Twist)”&lt;/i&gt;, to this day it’s not like it hasany actual meaning it was just in all fun spirits. I made a video; not a verygood one. It got an insane eruption of viral hits until it reached a fewthousands (I recently put on private, because I’m so over that part of mylife). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Over the next few weeks after uploading, I walkedinto school as usual. I was carrying on a conversation with some friendsprobably about how over-air-conditioned the school is. My teeth were chatteringand I had my arms folded. I walked past a group of skater type kids, the typeyou see that tend to bully other students (not to seem stereotypical, this wasjust the reality). They were sitting on top of tables, acting like they weren’tcold. They began to CALL out excerpts of the song to me in the hallways. Thesarcastic foolishness had begun.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iexpressed my puzzlement towards the whole thing and gave my two cents in aYouTube series called, &lt;i&gt;“Chattabox”. &lt;/i&gt;Itwas the pilot episode. It began the first of many. The show grew to have anumber of viewers each week. I would just give my two cents to people about popculture, or things that were going on in my ambitions. I got about 30 views forthe first few episodes, and then it became 60, then 90. One day after a longday of school, my sister told me, “Hey, my friend wants you to give her ashout-out on your series,” I replied, “Okay, I will remember to write that downsomewhere in my next show’s agenda.” It was the first of many. I was gettingsomewhere with that show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ikind of knew all throughout that 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade year that even though Iwas doing all this stuff, it wasn’t sincere, I wasn’t really representingmyself very well. These people were being sarcastic and trying to get to mesomehow. At the end of the year, I discontinued all of the series, and themusic. We were all involved in a big lie pretending we were actually interestedin doing all of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;I spent the entire 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; to 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;grade summer re-defining who I was. Or so I thought. During 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;grade, I just focused on myself. I brushed off all of the sarcasm, and theactual hate. I made friends. I took French class, and I loved it. I took theentire year off of trying to “entertain” other people, and learned how to workon it. I stopped gratifying myself as somebody who was above everybody elsebecause I was more “creative” or more “capable”. I wrote a whole bunch ofsongs. I redecorated my room—if that’s relevant. I wrote a blog. I tried towrite a journal. I tweeted a ton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade was definitely a more honestyear. It’s quite funny actually; there were a few people who wanted to continuethe game that we’d play throughout the last two years. I made myself this newphilosophy that said “I don’t have anything to prove to anybody.” I was justthere to learn, I wasn’t there to pretend to be a reality star that attendedPublic school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Towards the end of 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade year, afterplay practice for &lt;i&gt;“Fiddler on the Roof” &lt;/i&gt;myfriend Savannah and I got my iPod out and shot a brief little video where wewere laughing, and talking about fashion, and listing off all the slangsacronyms, and adjectives we could shorten as fast as we could. (ex. Rofl, omg,lol, obv, totes, jk, etc.) We were cackling; laughing so hard during the video.I thought it’d be a fun idea to upload to my YouTube channel. It got a funnyand intimate response from people that used to watch my videos because theyactually thought they were funny. I remember getting tweets (posts on Twitter)and just remembering how much I missed this rush that I got when posting allthis stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;I rebranded “&lt;i&gt;Chattabox”&lt;/i&gt;for a season 2. I began singing videos again. It seemed so electric. I lovedthe response. I received more shout-out requests from people. I began officiallywriting music with my friend in our collaborative duo (I dislike the word band)called, &lt;i&gt;Ganoushe. &lt;/i&gt;We spend the wholeentire summer between freshman and sophomore year writing an album that we’dpost on the internet with our independent label. We released our first single, &lt;i&gt;“Stuck”&lt;/i&gt; just earlier this month,(September 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;) and got amazing reception from people in the LonePeak area, as well as other places discovered through the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;When the first day of high school started, I had myheadphones in, I walked tall and articulately. I attended the first week with ahighly professional attitude. I felt intimidated and closed up away fromeverybody around me. I had an icy presence. I eventually adjusted, and figuredout that I wouldn’t have a very successful year if I tried to act like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;It got me thinking. I found what I needed to bedoing (or wanted) as a high school student during my free time. We may think weall change all the time. We grow up, we move one, but life runs in a parallel.It’s 2011, and I’m starting to see a pattern. I’m kind of rebirthing mypresence on the internet, for the right reasons. Things are pretty similar asthey were before. I’ve always liked entertaining, and putting myself out there,and I’ve always liked computers and promotion. When I put those 2 together, itis what becomes what I exist as today. My interests haven’t really adjusted andit’s taken a lot of reflecting to realize that we all come into the world withour personality, and it doesn’t ever really change. We’re still all the same.We should try to polish are interests so that we can become better at them. Wejust improve our being, our being never changes.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m paraphrasing a Lady Gaga quote “We wereborn this way, we were destined to become who we are today.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7140260073813780391?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7140260073813780391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7140260073813780391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7140260073813780391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7140260073813780391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/10/after-it-all-were-all-still-same.html' title='After it all, we&apos;re all still the same.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5841990308437441983</id><published>2011-10-13T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:38:21.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is such a flop &lt;!--3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5841990308437441983?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5841990308437441983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5841990308437441983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5841990308437441983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5841990308437441983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-blog-is-such-flop-3.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4194820674541608422</id><published>2011-10-10T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:01:07.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love...</title><content type='html'>hate setting alarms&lt;br /&gt;I hate mornings&lt;br /&gt;I hate baggy eyelids&lt;br /&gt;I hate how different I am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I hate coaches who apply at high schools as teachers. Get out.&lt;br /&gt;I hate shade shirts&lt;br /&gt;I hate hating lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love French house music.&lt;br /&gt;I love night.&lt;br /&gt;I love not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;I love a good gif.&lt;br /&gt;I love fashion.&lt;br /&gt;I love fashion blogs.&lt;br /&gt;I love making YouTube videos.&lt;br /&gt;I love being a musician.&lt;br /&gt;I love listening to music in between classes, and during free time.&lt;br /&gt;I love to walk on my tiptoes to Natalia Kills - Free in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;I love being speechless.&lt;br /&gt;I love being in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;I love people who converse with me.&lt;br /&gt;I love people who see beyond my uninviting personality and see me for my pure intentions. &lt;br /&gt;I love pretending I am in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;I love being reassured.&lt;br /&gt;I love dancing, and want to break out one of these days regardless of who's around me.&lt;br /&gt;I love pop music.&lt;br /&gt;I love indie folk pop music.&lt;br /&gt;I love Internet Radio. &lt;br /&gt;I love Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;I love hiding behind my computer.&lt;br /&gt;I love breaking down my harsh facade so people can see myself.&lt;br /&gt;I love when I can be honest with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I love how self-absorbed this post is.&lt;br /&gt;I love pretty things.&lt;br /&gt;I love bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;I love bookworms who hide under their frames and read, but they're still really friendly and cool and tasteful and not afraid of run on sentences. &lt;br /&gt;I love somebody nonexistent.&lt;br /&gt;I love how I act so accepting butactually struggle and criticise worse than most people, so I understand why people have a hard time with somebody different.&lt;br /&gt;I love reminding myself that despite how bland and unvivid my surroundings are, I can still rework them to my comfort with my own presence. &lt;br /&gt;I love writing music; I hope you're willing to check out http://ganoushe.com/&lt;br /&gt;I love optimism. &lt;br /&gt;I love not being able to wrap up a blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Hate Seagulls" - Kate Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4194820674541608422?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4194820674541608422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4194820674541608422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4194820674541608422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4194820674541608422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love.html' title='I Love...'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8629018030938151986</id><published>2011-10-08T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:24:38.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chattabox</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FiRQut1F7Ug" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;This is episode 2 of the Season 3 Chattabox series. Look how far we've come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8629018030938151986?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8629018030938151986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8629018030938151986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8629018030938151986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8629018030938151986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/10/chattabox.html' title='chattabox'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FiRQut1F7Ug/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1014482722767990688</id><published>2011-10-07T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:20:40.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what I want.</title><content type='html'>My eyes are hot and I'm so irked.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to prove that I'm some sort of actor.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lazy.&lt;br /&gt;I only care about things worth caring about.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than a student going to school&lt;br /&gt;I want to be writing music&lt;br /&gt;I want a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;I . . .&lt;br /&gt;I just....... don't know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I want your attention.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be judged.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be so judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;It's just ... part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just a fashion journalist.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just critical and scatter brained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;incompetent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to listen to Madonna in a wool sweater and pretend that I actually look decent.&lt;br /&gt;I love Lady Gaga and I'm tired of the hate.&lt;br /&gt;I think it'd be proper if I weren't ranting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, I'll be able to use all of this artistic tension and bring it to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1014482722767990688?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1014482722767990688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1014482722767990688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1014482722767990688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1014482722767990688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-know-what-i-want.html' title='I don&apos;t know what I want.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8177100638799288592</id><published>2011-10-03T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:17:58.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flamboyant new season of Chattabox</title><content type='html'>LOL, are you ready for this foolishness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sMohHq5dXEA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addy:&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna take you up on the offer for an appearance in the video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my fellow Blogger community? I miss all of you, and your nourishing creative spirits. Sometimes, I am just so incompetent to keep up on this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold an intense dance party soon. With just a very small number of very tasteful people. Such as you people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new season, is open for a lot of surprises and I'm definitely taking suggestions. So totally if you want my opinion or want to see something, let me know. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8177100638799288592?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8177100638799288592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8177100638799288592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8177100638799288592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8177100638799288592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/10/flamboyant-new-season-of-chattabox.html' title='Flamboyant new season of Chattabox'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sMohHq5dXEA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-280976984552891928</id><published>2011-09-30T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T19:12:28.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've become so antisocial. It seems as if everybody has lost their interest in me. Care to lessen my loner circle? X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-280976984552891928?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/280976984552891928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=280976984552891928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/280976984552891928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/280976984552891928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/ive-become-so-antisocial.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-3599798450112653752</id><published>2011-09-30T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T11:10:28.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no talk. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-3599798450112653752?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/3599798450112653752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=3599798450112653752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3599798450112653752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3599798450112653752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/long-time-no-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6102369372886468201</id><published>2011-09-14T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:47:31.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer. By the&lt;br&gt;time I get over my daily coma nap, it&amp;#39;s 7:00 and the sun is down. It&lt;br&gt;is the most awful feeling ever. I just wanted to hop into my bed right&lt;br&gt;then and there.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m enjoying all of my free time I have now-a-days. I need to spend&lt;br&gt;some time this week mastering all of the songs I&amp;#39;ve gotten finished.&lt;br&gt;They&amp;#39;re done, but they need some touch ups so that&amp;#39;s what I&amp;#39;ll&lt;br&gt;probably be doing.&lt;br&gt;Considering how long it takes to render something in Pro Tools, this&lt;br&gt;is going to take forever. You have to wait for the entire song to play&lt;br&gt;for it to render and it&amp;#39;s so slow. Especially with my 4-6 minuters.&lt;p&gt;Do any of you have any questions?&lt;p&gt;X&lt;p&gt;-tim&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6102369372886468201?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6102369372886468201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6102369372886468201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6102369372886468201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6102369372886468201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/days-are-getting-shorter-and-nights-are.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-3589904457966520368</id><published>2011-09-06T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:55:51.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-3589904457966520368?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/3589904457966520368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=3589904457966520368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3589904457966520368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3589904457966520368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2031434153210348909</id><published>2011-09-05T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:26:55.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All the imagery.</title><content type='html'>I try not to complain, but I guess there's a grey area between complaining and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on some new imagery for a certain new video that you may or may not be hearing about soon.&lt;br /&gt;I love those white, white faces. I love soft, soft treble keys with a string bass. I love intense House and Dubstep music. I love those one foot turns that have a certain Italian name that I don't feel is necessary that I need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up on Fashion, but I have given up on trends. Why is that? Well, Because I've raised my neck to look over the trend and see how drawstring bags, and gym shorts are not exactly aesthetically pleasing despite popular belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DESPITE POPULAR BELIEF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to confront that term quite often. I am most definitely not one of those people trying to differ from everybody else.. I don't TRY to, or WANT to, but it's just the chemical or personality make up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so materialistic, but I know where to draw the line. Don't we all? It's not like we need to 1up anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But when it comes to clothing I'm bad, I'm fashionably just designed to be grand, and he's no accessory to me." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fashion of His Love - Lady Gaga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget this though, there's a time and place for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have this mixture of graceful Parisian, and all these funny and interesting influences that are odd enough on their own and seem to mesh them all together and that's what creates the story.&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping for some of the costume supplies and it seemed that everybody possibly around had to interrogate me and ask me what everything was for, AND THEN they were trying to figure me out and ask me stuff like, "Do you like theatre?" (I said no, because it's become something that kind of irks me to participate in at High School, but who knows, maybe I'll pursue an interest) and "Do you have a girlfriend?" hahaha, we all know, we all know. We ALL know what you're trying to do. No need to be so indirect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up coughing and sneezing a lot due to all the costuming, I walked around Canyon Road trying to find a spot, and felt like I belonged in San Francisco as one of those strange walking statue types (i.e. That's So Raven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of having a hard time coming up with a 12+ track for the LP... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ugh&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm getting even more of a hard time from people about that too. Just know that if you work hard at something and come up with realistic tangibleness, you'll eventually get to where you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2031434153210348909?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2031434153210348909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2031434153210348909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2031434153210348909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2031434153210348909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-imagery.html' title='All the imagery.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5098718964675275401</id><published>2011-09-05T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:08:02.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find it obnoxious how I get left home alone on the holidays, and then get chastised for hanging out too much when I don't wait around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony of parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5098718964675275401?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5098718964675275401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5098718964675275401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5098718964675275401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5098718964675275401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-find-it-obnoxious-how-i-get-left-home.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7656097061603069348</id><published>2011-09-04T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:19:41.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;11 days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;DON'T ALLOW YOUR SURROUNDINGS TO DEFINE WHO YOU ARE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7656097061603069348?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7656097061603069348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7656097061603069348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7656097061603069348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7656097061603069348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/09/11-days.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7569952019325382320</id><published>2011-08-24T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:57:14.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7569952019325382320?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7569952019325382320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7569952019325382320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7569952019325382320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7569952019325382320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme_24.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4261452369308385379</id><published>2011-08-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:39:27.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The source of it all comes together. Thank you Summer.</title><content type='html'>As much as I would love to go on and on with how wonderful this summer was... There isn't too much to be said.&lt;br /&gt;I had such a wonderful time going on my little college road trip with my sister. I really liked USU and would want to go there. I got this rush of energy of my future life, I know I have awhile to go, but it seemed to have some clarity.&lt;br /&gt;Last Summer, I really took time off of all of my creative ambitions, and began to kind of figure myself out. I developed my true sense of style, and kind of took away from the trends and began to kind of hold my own. I'm now figuring everything out and it's so much easier for me to write, and make music.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a very large percentage of this summer in my computer room with Wilson, working on new music. I know I may just be some kid that's hanging out on the internet, but this really is a large percentage of my being at this point and I'm excited to be taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;First single comes out September 17th.&lt;br /&gt;Got Lady Gaga's new CD, "Born This Way", got Selena Gomez and the Scene's new CD, "When The Sun Goes Down." I feel quite comfortable about not having to pretend that I'm actually interested in pretending to blend in. Truth be told, I don't blend in.&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I stick out with my quirky pop interest antics. I find it all so interesting and soak it all in affluently.&lt;br /&gt;This Summer has been a lovely one, where I have discovered more about myself, and have accepted it along the way. I've connected my creative ambitions to the medium that is Reality. Fantasy is so wonderful, until you realise that it's not tangible.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of learning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to go back to school because, this will be my Muse. This is where the source of it all comes together, being thoroughly rejected by one crowd, and then fitting in as the whoever with another. I've kind of thrown away hate, however, I still have a low tolerance for poor hygiene and style.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always so nervous to go back, I have a lot of butterflies. I'll be there tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the waking up early will be able to happen and I will live through it since my body refuses to wake up at an earlier time.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for my infrequent and indecent blog posts. The Summer is when I feel so deflated, I am so empty, because the clothes, and the muse has all vanished, so everything is ever so clear and I grasp everything else. I am back again to blog. School season is blogging season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4261452369308385379?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4261452369308385379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4261452369308385379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4261452369308385379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4261452369308385379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/source-of-it-all-comes-together-thank.html' title='The source of it all comes together. Thank you Summer.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-812299545499900173</id><published>2011-08-22T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:06:05.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-812299545499900173?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/812299545499900173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=812299545499900173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/812299545499900173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/812299545499900173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme_22.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1705182864564313849</id><published>2011-08-21T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:40:25.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1705182864564313849?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1705182864564313849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1705182864564313849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1705182864564313849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1705182864564313849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme_21.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2940219404055604281</id><published>2011-08-15T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:46:48.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 16th.</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s funny how I run off in MIA on this blog. Maybe because the only time I write is when I am conflicted, which if you think about is extremely sad. &lt;br&gt;Things have been good. I ordered a 50&amp;quot; inch tripod on eBay and I was pleasantly surprised by it&amp;#39;s compactness but usefulness. I love that I can stick it in my bag and you can&amp;#39;t even tell it&amp;#39;s there. &lt;br&gt;I also told myself I&amp;#39;d start filming for Stuck as soon as the tripod came. &lt;br&gt;Hectic week in general. Mostly contributing to my Brother&amp;#39;s wedding on Thursday. My sister flew home today with her baby new Pomeranian. &lt;br&gt;Oh how I LOVE small dogs. &lt;br&gt;9 songs done, can&amp;#39;t seem to make more.. Holding breathe on there. &lt;br&gt;Also, I attended the Fabulous, Addy Baird&amp;#39;s birthday which I found very interesting people which I share sone common interests. She looked fab in her blazer and we&amp;#39;re supposed to have a dance sesh soon. So doing it. &lt;p&gt;Out!&lt;br&gt;--Tim&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2940219404055604281?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2940219404055604281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2940219404055604281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2940219404055604281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2940219404055604281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-16th.html' title='August 16th.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6460250610372535331</id><published>2011-08-06T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:24:20.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress.</title><content type='html'>Progress has emerged to my finger tips. I'm nine out of 14-ish songs on the Ganoushe album... I have the first single, "Stuck" coming out to digital distributors on September 17th. I'm preparing for the music video which will be pretty glamorous, and abstract yet again.. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to even out acoustic with the electronic songs... But knowing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been posting lyrics as much, partly because of privacy issues and I just want a more intimate place when it comes to writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to you all hearing the new music Wilson and I have been making. Sorry for not checking in... I don't have as much to write about during the summer. I've been working on this all summer and I may work a little bit into the school year, probably not. This album is coming out before the year ends though.&lt;br /&gt;We've been trying to plan some performances and how we're going to perform them, and then book them later. It will be kind of interesting, I want a feeling of like backtrack and then the piano songs. It should be pretty energetic. It's an avant-garde CD. E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, I thought it was time I fill you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6460250610372535331?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6460250610372535331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6460250610372535331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6460250610372535331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6460250610372535331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/progress.html' title='Progress.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1217167338839298005</id><published>2011-08-06T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:19:09.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me a question! :) &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1217167338839298005?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1217167338839298005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1217167338839298005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1217167338839298005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1217167338839298005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6989023665763116613</id><published>2011-07-10T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T11:08:54.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstatic.</title><content type='html'>I love that feeling, where you can just sit, and listen to your favourite music, and you're just smiling and sincerely ecstatic. I am really happy, and there's no reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all enjoying your summer. I am, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6989023665763116613?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6989023665763116613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6989023665763116613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6989023665763116613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6989023665763116613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/07/ecstatic.html' title='Ecstatic.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4440393540736295464</id><published>2011-07-09T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:55:37.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ep. 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aJvBMMTtTVE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4440393540736295464?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aJvBMMTtTVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8176876063268247386</id><published>2011-06-30T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:33:48.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ep. 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OojRrWEoO4E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8176876063268247386?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OojRrWEoO4E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-933025468661282238</id><published>2011-06-28T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:29:26.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New demo!</title><content type='html'>Wilson wanted you all to hear a new &lt;a href="http://ganoushe.co.cc/Captivated.mp3"&gt;demo&lt;/a&gt; of ours. :) Feedback is liked. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-933025468661282238?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/933025468661282238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=933025468661282238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/933025468661282238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/933025468661282238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-demo.html' title='New demo!'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5765718414500059615</id><published>2011-06-20T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:06:54.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIFS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln2lmgB3jb1qewq3ko1_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln2lmgB3jb1qewq3ko1_400.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fist pumping Gaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Toeee up." src="http://www.gifsoup.com/view6/2683294/that-car-was-toe-up-o.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That car was TOE up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pat your weave." src="http://www.gifsoup.com/view5/2683309/pat-my-weave-o.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pat that weave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm aware of how trashy these are, but you know that I would post these, and I love them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5765718414500059615?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5765718414500059615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5765718414500059615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5765718414500059615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5765718414500059615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/gifs.html' title='GIFS.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5191780489277612595</id><published>2011-06-18T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:33:54.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/324961929.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1308458481&amp;amp;Signature=rrt8oT%2FlsgprWT0adBw8F9FY5yg%3D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A self absorbed artist.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm just being honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a high fashion artist.&lt;br /&gt;Who dreams of things beyond his tangible resources.&lt;br /&gt;Someday these things will be unlocked and I will be able to unlock them.&lt;br /&gt;I was made for loving the Fashion Of His Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just wanna be free, I just wanna be me, I want lots of friends that invite me to their parties."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;, but it never felt so good, because as long as I am living from what's in my mind, to outer lining, it's all in good condition, on silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"I'm a bad kid, but I will survive because I'm a bad kid baby. Don't be insecure if your heart is pure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;These words aren't entirely mine own, but they were made for my understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"When I'm on a mission, I rebuke my condition, if you're a strong female, you don't need permission."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm aware all of these quotes I wrote are Lady Gaga lyrics, but it's fine, because I'm certified to cite her as much as I please. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on music a little bit I have 2 songs officially finished and I have 4 or 5 that are under work right now. I post some progress of the upcoming on my Soundcloud, so feel free to look around there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HJJ7c9w07dg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5191780489277612595?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5191780489277612595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5191780489277612595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5191780489277612595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5191780489277612595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-artist.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HJJ7c9w07dg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-473319640207507992</id><published>2011-06-14T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:27:39.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toi et moi</title><content type='html'>Dancing to my dream&lt;br /&gt;Ivory rose on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing with no shoes on&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling you&lt;br /&gt;Articulate taste and a moment of embrace&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I'm daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;and my strong believing&lt;br /&gt;has merged my fantasy to my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Moment of divine&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing things how I used to&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm captivated&lt;br /&gt;Simple walk in a courtyard&lt;br /&gt;Satin ribbons and knit gloves and mittens&lt;br /&gt;Parisian spring, how you can call my name&lt;br /&gt;I'm captivated&lt;br /&gt;Every moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's ride to Montpellier&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Summer air.&lt;br /&gt;Shed your trench-coat darling&lt;br /&gt;Untie your hair-bow down.&lt;br /&gt;Our beach cruiser bikes&lt;br /&gt;and your simple flip-flops&lt;br /&gt;We'll host a silent film&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;Me and you.&lt;br /&gt;Toi et moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-chorus:&lt;br /&gt;This is my vision&lt;br /&gt;of when I want to marry&lt;br /&gt;Couture scene&lt;br /&gt;Can I please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moment of divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm seeing things how I used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every moment I'm with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm captivated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Simple walk in a courtyard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Satin ribbons and knit gloves and mittens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Parisian spring, how you can call my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm captivated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every moment with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Oh how I wish it were true&lt;br /&gt;Connect my two opposing worlds&lt;br /&gt;and make this scene true.&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;je voudrais qu'il fût&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;vrai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;suis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;captivé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;I'm captivated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moment of divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm seeing things how I used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every moment I'm with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm captivated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-473319640207507992?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/473319640207507992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=473319640207507992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/473319640207507992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/473319640207507992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/toi-et-moi_14.html' title='Toi et moi'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-681794879421481762</id><published>2011-06-14T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:17:28.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toi et moi</title><content type='html'>Dancing to my dream&lt;br /&gt;Ivory rose on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing with no shoes on&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling you&lt;br /&gt;Articulate taste and a moment of embrace&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I'm daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;and my strong believing&lt;br /&gt;has merged my fantasy to my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Moment of divine&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing things how I used to&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm captivated&lt;br /&gt;Simple walk in a courtyard&lt;br /&gt;Satin ribbons and knit gloves and mittens&lt;br /&gt;Parisian spring, how you can call my name&lt;br /&gt;I'm captivated&lt;br /&gt;Every moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's ride to Montpellier&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Summer air.&lt;br /&gt;Shed your trench-coat darling&lt;br /&gt;Untie your hair-bow down.&lt;br /&gt;Our beach cruiser bikes&lt;br /&gt;and your simple flip-flops&lt;br /&gt;We'll host a silent film&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;Me and you.&lt;br /&gt;Toi et moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-chorus:&lt;br /&gt;This is my vision&lt;br /&gt;of when I want to marry&lt;br /&gt;Couture scene&lt;br /&gt;Can I please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moment of divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm seeing things how I used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every moment I'm with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm captivated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Simple walk in a courtyard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Satin ribbons and knit gloves and mittens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Parisian spring, how you can call my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm captivated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every moment with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-681794879421481762?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/681794879421481762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=681794879421481762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/681794879421481762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/681794879421481762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/toi-et-moi.html' title='Toi et moi'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8376898841535786676</id><published>2011-06-11T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T23:26:24.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer has erupted last week. I&amp;#39;m already feeling like I don&amp;#39;t have enough time to complete everything I need to. I know my music has been coming together okay, but I&amp;#39;m worried that it&amp;#39;s not coming together fast enough, but there&amp;#39;s no reason to rush. We&amp;#39;ll take our time, (sorry for that enormous run on sentence, I tend to use commas.) I am currently trying to explore my creative tastes. I don&amp;#39;t know why I feel somewhat obligated to put myself out there, but it&amp;#39;s just a demanding part of myself that I need to fulfill. It is my life. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve recently tried exercising, but found it boring. I am also trying to create a lower carb-diabetic friendly lifestyle (avoiding the term diet.) I have no self-discipline. &lt;p&gt;I just need to relax and realize that I&amp;#39;m not a working socialite, like my mentality gives myself. Makes me eager. &lt;p&gt;From the music I have been working on, it has taken an unexpected turn back into a more electronic sound, but we do everything by a system of a chord pattern + lyrics, and go outward. Most of the time... We have found that Acoustically produced music is harder to produce than the more electronically produced stuff. It&amp;#39;s hard to get it to sound perfect. We&amp;#39;ve been working on Vous &amp;#234;tes belle (the *original* song we performed at the MRJH Variety Show, May 31st) for almost 6 or 7 months, and we haven&amp;#39;t found perfect yet, we&amp;#39;re close. A bit of a setback is my poor hay fever, wrecking my voice and such. &lt;br&gt;Can&amp;#39;t stop neglecting my Voice and Piano (Wilson is teaching me, lol) lessons. &lt;p&gt;Wish me luck on everything. &lt;p&gt;xo&lt;p&gt;Tim&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8376898841535786676?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8376898841535786676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8376898841535786676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8376898841535786676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8376898841535786676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-has-erupted-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7749907300722816057</id><published>2011-06-07T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:56:46.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 7th</title><content type='html'>Since we last spoke, I performed on the last day of school in the front courtyard. It went smoother than you would have thought. Welson played keyboard and then we were able to get Rachel and Ben to do drums and guitar, after a minor sound-check we were able to play 2 new songs and Joan. We played, &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/cut-off"&gt;Cut Off&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/ironwood.html"&gt;"Ironwood"&lt;/a&gt;, and Joan. It was so much fun and performing seems to get easier and easier. I hope I can find more opportunities to perform, particularly after I have finished all of the new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a new blog, yet again, but this one is here to stay and it's the official Ganoushe website, where there should consistent updates detailed Ganoushe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ganoushemusic.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7749907300722816057?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7749907300722816057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7749907300722816057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7749907300722816057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7749907300722816057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-7th.html' title='June 7th'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7383271365498697947</id><published>2011-06-03T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:07:53.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m fed up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fed up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tired of a being perceived as one, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;who is in it for the attention.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to be myself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to sing and be free&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t need to be directed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just want to live in a world that’s my own&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My own world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This really what I am &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And what I’m going to do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never been so sure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never insecure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing’s changed since I was born&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is who I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I really want to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My work and my glory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m working on my story&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s such an experience seeing things &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Roll out in front of me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It makes me so delirious&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seeing who I am now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And what I used to be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Oh, wait.. it’s the same.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel, feel, feel, like what I’m doing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;is for real (real, real, real)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s about time you’ve gotten real (real, real, real)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;See me for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This really what I am &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And what I’m going to do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never been so sure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never insecure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing’s changed since I was born&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is who I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I really want to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My work and my glory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m working on my story&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m declaring that&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m going to go somewhere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m declaring that I’m confident with myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just need to be assured,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not completely self-assured.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s just me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This really what I am &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And what I’m going to do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never been so sure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never insecure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing’s changed since I was born&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is who I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I really want to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My work and my glory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m working on my story&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my declaration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7383271365498697947?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7383271365498697947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7383271365498697947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7383271365498697947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7383271365498697947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/declaration.html' title='Declaration'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5348800684870944252</id><published>2011-06-02T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:49:05.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/79O7IsmcMgw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so MAGICAL.&lt;br /&gt;I love performing. This is what it's all about. I'm performing three songs tomorrow, which I was supposed to rehearse, but a certain somebody never came about to practice so I'm slightly irked and feeling betrayed..&lt;br /&gt;Back to this performance,&lt;br /&gt;It was so glamorous, and it felt unreal. I felt as if somebody took my brain, and all of my consciousness to another world, and it felt so natural, and I loved it. I love doing this and it has really sky rocketed to what I've become. I am so ready to keep this up. Tomorrow, I am going to do a little bit of talking and explaining of the songs that I'm doing, I'm not giving anything away until then, and it's going to be so fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;I go on at 8:15 at MRJH in the Commons area, I assume, and don't miss, because it's gonna be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5348800684870944252?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5348800684870944252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5348800684870944252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5348800684870944252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5348800684870944252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-was-so-magical.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/79O7IsmcMgw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1559710111519411857</id><published>2011-05-29T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:45:56.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Façade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have my moments where I'm insecure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel smothered and so obscure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;but I know, what I'm made of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;what I've been given and I'm going to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;make the most of me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What makes me different, is special,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I need to embrace it, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;because it's time to have some self-recognition. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sorry that I'm not the generic type&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;on the corner of your block&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;.. Oh wait, I'm not sorry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This is who I am, no façade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;nothing to hide.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm the real deal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;what you speak of. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm not trying to pull &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;anything over your head.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm living with no mistakes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thinking 'bout every move I make.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope I'm not just another one of those&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;who feel like they need to get out there&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;and say how they're entitled to fame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm not saying anything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just want to be everything. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I keep looping in and out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;there's a cycle, and the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;currents push me under and I'm pulling out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sorry that I'm not the generic type&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;on the corner of your block&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;.. Oh wait, I'm not sorry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This is who I am, no façade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;nothing to hide.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm the real deal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;what you speak of. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm not trying to pull &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;anything over your head.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm living with no mistakes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thinking 'bout every move I make.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'll keep on living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;keep on breathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you will too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I see that I need to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'll be my own authentic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As long as you do too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know it's hard for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hard for you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We'll keep on living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We'll keep on breathing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This is who I am, no façade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;nothing to hide.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm the real deal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;what you speak of.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm not trying to pull&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;anything over your head.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm living with no mistakes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Thinking 'bout every move I make.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1559710111519411857?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1559710111519411857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1559710111519411857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1559710111519411857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1559710111519411857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/facade.html' title='Façade'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7350833116109902418</id><published>2011-05-28T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:17:36.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so close!</title><content type='html'>It's funny what a few needed hours of sleep will do when your deprivation of sleep has become such an issue. I'm having such a nice time right now realising that the School Year is almost over. Summer is here, and I can't wait to capture some memories... WEEKENDER obvi.&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing a lot of Chattabox with this kind of half-Weekender mode.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning the way how Season 2 of Weekender will be choreographed, and it should on a grander spectrum, consisting of 15 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7350833116109902418?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7350833116109902418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7350833116109902418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7350833116109902418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7350833116109902418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-so-close.html' title='It&apos;s so close!'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2057819028149533092</id><published>2011-05-25T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T16:08:19.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chattabox episode 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2PJ03ZkQAh4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2057819028149533092?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2057819028149533092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2057819028149533092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2057819028149533092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2057819028149533092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/chattabox-episode-7.html' title='Chattabox episode 7'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2PJ03ZkQAh4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6599502260056803005</id><published>2011-05-23T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:27:15.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All In My Head</title><content type='html'>This song is about paranoia. The protagonist feels as if they're being stalked or followed by paparazzi, when the reality is it's all in their head. They've slowly entered a world of surreality. I was inspired by this, by similar (but minor) acts of occurrence that have happened to myself. It is an upbeat, and synthy, "surreal" type breed song. Look forward to seeing it added to Disc 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the wind of things&lt;br /&gt;I can't wrap my head around this...&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there's this shadow&lt;br /&gt;Lunge into the dark&lt;br /&gt;Where has it gone?&lt;br /&gt;I will be haunted all my days&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never know,&lt;br /&gt;because it's all in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Suffering from a paranoia&lt;br /&gt;Surreal dispensation&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to the new sensation&lt;br /&gt;I can't get, can't get, away from this.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like everywhere I turn,&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I roam into the dark&lt;br /&gt;there's something hot on my heels&lt;br /&gt;something unreal&lt;br /&gt;Surreal bliss&lt;br /&gt;Where can I hide this?&lt;br /&gt;I will be haunted all my days&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;because it's all in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk into public places&lt;br /&gt;Lots of faces turn towards me&lt;br /&gt;Entourage tells me, it's all in my head&lt;br /&gt;they're all just minding their own business&lt;br /&gt;as I do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drifting away as a boat,&lt;br /&gt;swimming through my paranoid tears&lt;br /&gt;and I'm dancing over my tracks&lt;br /&gt;to avoid being pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Suffering from a paranoia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Surreal dispensation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dancing to the new sensation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I can't get, can't get, away from this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I feel like everywhere I turn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;everywhere I roam into the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;there's something hot on my heels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;something unreal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Surreal bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Where can I hide this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I will be haunted all my days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I'll never know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;because it's all in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Oooohoh wouldn't this be nice&lt;br /&gt;If I could be able to see a world&lt;br /&gt;where I can be my own kind&lt;br /&gt;No paranoia&lt;br /&gt;No disenfranchisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Suffering from a paranoia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Surreal dispensation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dancing to the new sensation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I can't get, can't get, away from this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I feel like everywhere I turn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;everywhere I roam into the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;there's something hot on my heels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;something unreal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Surreal bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Where can I hide this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I will be haunted all my days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I'll never know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;because it's all in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It's all in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6599502260056803005?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6599502260056803005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6599502260056803005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6599502260056803005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6599502260056803005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-in-my-head.html' title='All In My Head'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5570025261101659889</id><published>2011-05-22T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:29:17.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New demos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F15698572"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F15698572" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/cut-off"&gt;Cut Off&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F15535574"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F15535574" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher/vous-etes-belle-performance"&gt;Vous etes belle (performance version)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/timtincher"&gt;tim-tincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5570025261101659889?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5570025261101659889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5570025261101659889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5570025261101659889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5570025261101659889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-demos.html' title='New demos.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7093373005943792861</id><published>2011-05-18T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:50:37.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>300th post.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I've done 300 posts! I've had so much fun on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I love the creative freedom of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am such a socialite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joan video is here!! Please watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aMhDqF5vCtE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7093373005943792861?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7093373005943792861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7093373005943792861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7093373005943792861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7093373005943792861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/300th-post.html' title='300th post.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aMhDqF5vCtE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5620018114679916647</id><published>2011-05-17T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:32:35.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm kind of stressed out. I think it is a matter of slow progress, and not enough sun light. I can't stop biting my nails and I'm breaking out.</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m kind of stressed out. I think it is a matter of slow progress, and not enough sun light. I can&amp;#39;t stop biting my nails and I&amp;#39;m breaking out.&lt;p&gt;I also am frustrated with my mediocrity with editing videos as well as my lack of knowledge of putting a song together. I just want to be self sufficient. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5620018114679916647?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5620018114679916647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5620018114679916647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5620018114679916647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5620018114679916647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-kind-of-stressed-out-i-think-it-is.html' title='I&apos;m kind of stressed out. I think it is a matter of slow progress, and not enough sun light. I can&apos;t stop biting my nails and I&apos;m breaking out.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5626293864124350755</id><published>2011-05-17T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:43:07.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chattabox episode 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nYIBXl2b_Mg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5626293864124350755?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5626293864124350755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5626293864124350755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5626293864124350755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5626293864124350755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/chattabox-episode-6.html' title='Chattabox episode 6'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nYIBXl2b_Mg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8389759251489570001</id><published>2011-05-13T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:24:55.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ep. 5 Chattabox - Season 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lbdVxycYn2Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8389759251489570001?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8389759251489570001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8389759251489570001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8389759251489570001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8389759251489570001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/ep-5-chattabox-season-2.html' title='ep. 5 Chattabox - Season 2'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lbdVxycYn2Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7707933869286375268</id><published>2011-05-08T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:57:45.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week was like my birthday week. I had a wonderful birthday, on Monday, and I received many birthday wishes, which I loved reading. It was a slow week overall, but the weekend was exceptionally glamourous. I went out and about with Savannah (it was her birthday week as well) and friends, and we spent the day down in Highland. I discovered that there's a lot more to do in Highland than you would think, it was fun. I got a wonderful amount of sun, and I couldn't feel more healthy. I kept getting sudden urges to jump into nearby streams, but never ended up doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer is budding and I'm excited to see what will come forth. I am planning on my "record" as well, and I'm going to do some Open-Mic nights at Velour (Why not, after I get a setlist) as well as a Round A Bout concert (that location is so precious to me, such a jewel) I could have a campout at that place, but the curfew cops would probably get mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;We are on the list to perform at the junior high's Variety Show at the last week of school. I would also love to do the "Battle of Bands [Cabaret]" show as well. I've taken a knack for performing and it's becoming an easier thing, and I can't wait to incorporate performance art into performances, because I'm not an entertainer, I'm a performance artist (yet to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still considering the second season of the Weekender. I need to have my special guests for the Chattabox, because that would be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7707933869286375268?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7707933869286375268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7707933869286375268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7707933869286375268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7707933869286375268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-week-was-like-my-birthday-week.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4725069327914157629</id><published>2011-05-05T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:40:39.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUDAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wagn8Wrmzuc" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, I love it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4725069327914157629?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4725069327914157629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4725069327914157629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4725069327914157629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4725069327914157629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/judas.html' title='JUDAS'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wagn8Wrmzuc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-2465885021273596092</id><published>2011-05-04T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:49:07.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkpafiBQMP1qewq3ko1_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkpafiBQMP1qewq3ko1_400.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cUNx8fFqIZM" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2465885021273596092?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2465885021273596092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2465885021273596092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2465885021273596092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2465885021273596092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-week.html' title='This week.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cUNx8fFqIZM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1462853471509559718</id><published>2011-05-02T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T22:25:21.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" width="600" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt; 			&lt;tr&gt; 				&lt;td width="20" rowspan="8"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:tmobilespace.gif" width="20" height="20"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 				&lt;td width="600" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:tmobilespace.gif" width="600" height="20"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 				&lt;td width="20" rowspan="8"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:tmobilespace.gif" width="20" height="20"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 			&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr&gt; 				&lt;td width="600" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:dottedline600.gif" width="600"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 			&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;tr&gt; 				&lt;td width="370"&gt; 				    &lt;!-- presentation starts here --&gt; 				  &lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=1 align="Left"&gt;I've been through a lot with you, and I always try to keep myself from being emotionally attached.&lt;br&gt;But as time goes on, I keep giving in, giving in to you. There's always something going on and you'll be my forever muse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br&gt;Ups and downs,&lt;br&gt;we have our highs and los,&lt;br&gt;and I would never, ever give up the good for the bad.&lt;br&gt;Promised I wouldn't give in but I keep falling, falling, in for you, and forever and ever, you'll be my muse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thick and thin,&lt;br&gt;Black and white,&lt;br&gt;Heaven and hell,&lt;br&gt;We're just fine.&lt;br&gt;I feel like there's no way of letting go.&lt;br&gt;Bondage has grown too strong.&lt;br&gt;Promise me we won't fight anymore.&lt;br&gt;Tears me to shreds, while I tremor from my head to my toes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br&gt;Ups and downs,&lt;br&gt;we have our highs and los,&lt;br&gt;and I would never, ever give up the good for the bad.&lt;br&gt;Promised I wouldn't give in but I keep falling, falling, in for you, and forever and ever, you'll be my muse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Positive influence.&lt;br&gt;Make me feel so good, and well appreciated.&lt;br&gt;It's a different kind of thing, I drop the materialistic side of me, and these walls come down.&lt;br&gt;Look how far we've come. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br&gt;Ups and downs,&lt;br&gt;we have our highs and los,&lt;br&gt;and I would never, ever give up the good for the bad.&lt;br&gt;Promised I wouldn't give in but I keep falling, falling, in for you, and forever and ever, you'll be my muse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forever and ever, my muse.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD width=350 colSpan=1&gt;&lt;IMG height=30 src="cid:tmobilespace.gif"  width=350&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD width=350 colSpan=4&gt;&lt;IMG src="cid:dottedline350.gif"  width=350&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD width=350 colSpan=4&gt;&lt;IMG height=30 src="cid:tmobilespace.gif"  width=350&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   				    &lt;!-- presentation ends here --&gt; 				&lt;/td&gt; 				&lt;td width="240" bgcolor="#f2f2f2"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 			&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="600" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:tmobilelogo.gif" width="600" height="105"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt; 				&lt;td width="600" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:tmobilespace.gif" width="600" height="40"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1462853471509559718?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1462853471509559718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1462853471509559718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1462853471509559718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1462853471509559718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/muse.html' title='Muse'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6296365963532653560</id><published>2011-05-01T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:08:43.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Tincher wants you to check out Cappex.com - College search made simple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="background: #384e5e; width: 100%; height: 100%;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;table align="left" border="0" width="630" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin: 0 0 0 0; padding: 0; border: 10px solid #384e5e;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="630" height="93" style="background-color: #f6f8fa;"&gt; &lt;img width="630" height="93" src="http://www.cappex.com/img/email/emailHeaderCappex.jpg" style="border: 0; height: 93px; width: 630px;" alt="Cappex.com - College search made simple."/&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background: #fff; padding: 0; margin: 0;" &gt; &lt;td style="padding: 15px 30px;"&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Hey,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I just signed up with Cappex.com, a new site about getting into and paying for college, and would like your help. Cappex is sponsoring a $1,000 scholarship for the student who signs up the most students, and I'm trying to win. Help me out by visiting the link below and filling out a free profile. Plus, Cappex is giving out a $500 scholarship to one of the winner's friends, so you might win money just for signing up.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Use the following link to create your profile:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;http://cappex.com/?code=TCT4939&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Make sure you finish the entire profile so I'll get credit for the referral.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thanks,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tim&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', 'Lucida Grande', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;  This message was sent to you by &lt;strong&gt;Tim&amp;nbsp;Tincher (timtincher@hotmail.com)&lt;/strong&gt;.  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You will never get spam from Cappex! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', 'Lucida Grande', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;  This email was sent by Cappex.com LLC, 2008 Saint Johns Avenue, Highland Park IL 60035&lt;br/&gt;  To unsubscribe, reply to this email with &amp;ldquo;unsubscribe&amp;rdquo; in the subject line  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img width="630" height="7" style="width: 630px; height: 7px; margin: 0; padding: 0;" src="http://www.cappex.com/img/email/emailBottom.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.cappex.com/process/loggingPixel.jsp?sourceID=emailOpen&amp;key=jsdfg84&amp;eventTypeID=39&amp;subEventTypeID=4&amp;accountID=2552424" alt="tracking pixel" style="display: none; visibility: hidden;"/&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6296365963532653560?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6296365963532653560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6296365963532653560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6296365963532653560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6296365963532653560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/tim-tincher-wants-you-to-check-out.html' title='Tim Tincher wants you to check out Cappex.com - College search made simple!'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1741543506330870526</id><published>2011-05-01T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T12:04:08.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful turn out.&lt;br /&gt;The play is over, which is good, it was a lot of hard work. I took a look at my report card. Not a pretty sight--at all. Isn't it interesting how everything falls apart at the end? I think I'm going to have to devote most of this happy Sunday to working on getting my grades back to an acceptable B average.&lt;br /&gt;Today isn't even my birthday--tomorrow is, and I feel so great, there's just this magic when my birthday comes around, something about May, I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;May 2nd, my birthday (feel free to leave some birthday wishes, JK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1741543506330870526?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1741543506330870526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1741543506330870526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1741543506330870526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1741543506330870526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-tomorrow.html' title='Birthday tomorrow.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-631339190373970938</id><published>2011-04-27T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:00:03.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't you ever felt like the entire world is against you ? I feel that way. Maybe it's all just in my head.</title><content type='html'>Haven&amp;#39;t you ever felt like the entire world is against you ? I feel that way. Maybe it&amp;#39;s all just in my head. &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve got the common cold, so alas, it&amp;#39;s become a tough week. I am performing Fiddler on the Roof this week, which has been exhilarating, but I haven&amp;#39;t felt as happy as I should. I am going to stop thinking about the things that don&amp;#39;t matter, and get back on top of things. Life is within your own boundaries. &lt;p&gt;xo, &lt;p&gt;Tim &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-631339190373970938?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/631339190373970938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=631339190373970938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/631339190373970938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/631339190373970938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/havent-you-ever-felt-like-entire-world.html' title='Haven&apos;t you ever felt like the entire world is against you ? I feel that way. Maybe it&apos;s all just in my head.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-846903042858462585</id><published>2011-04-26T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:28:32.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourites.</title><content type='html'>These are my FAVOURITES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9138426/tumblr_lk50fjW7jA1qcm9xro1_500_large.jpg?1303676155" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9138426/tumblr_lk50fjW7jA1qcm9xro1_500_large.jpg?1303676155" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljrrp8rxqr1qgojxao1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljrrp8rxqr1qgojxao1_400.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magxone.com/uploads/2011/02/Miley-Cyrus-Marie-Claire-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.magxone.com/uploads/2011/02/Miley-Cyrus-Marie-Claire-5.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And of course more! I have a lot, but these are a few I'm really into. Of course, I'm quite mainstream, but not exactly, I wouldn't say this is the music at the stake dances. I am so excited for Christina Aguilera on the Voice. She's so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-846903042858462585?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/846903042858462585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=846903042858462585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/846903042858462585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/846903042858462585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-favourites.html' title='My favourites.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5014350335028721071</id><published>2011-04-24T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T17:50:23.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5014350335028721071?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5014350335028721071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5014350335028721071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5014350335028721071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5014350335028721071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_24.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7126576344899754131</id><published>2011-04-21T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:25:24.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promenade de Printemps (Springtime Walk)</title><content type='html'>I think is a mixture of Musical Theatre and Spring Fever rubbing off on me, ever since I smelled these fragrant flowers, I had this whole idea to write about. Yay!&lt;p&gt;This walk I take every day, &lt;br&gt;Seems to get shorter and sweeter each time.&lt;br&gt;A promenade of roses, and flowers,&lt;br&gt;while, yes, sure, it would be my pleasure.&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;I bought you some bulbs, because I know how much you love them.&lt;br&gt;I think you should wear this floral dress, because it&amp;#39;s-oh-so-flattering &lt;br&gt;Can we take a walk? &lt;br&gt;Through the big old park with those beautiful trees, &lt;br&gt;and underneath we&amp;#39;ll find a bench &lt;br&gt;where we&amp;#39;ll play along, and let out how we feel,&lt;br&gt;Because this Printemps wonderland is quite real. &lt;p&gt;Today is Earth day, &lt;br&gt;and it&amp;#39;s your birthday,&lt;br&gt;I know it&amp;#39;s no coincidence,&lt;br&gt;Because the Earth is always on your side. &lt;br&gt;Smell this tulip,&lt;br&gt;tell me how you feel&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m getting lost in a world &lt;br&gt;au parfum du belle &lt;br&gt;Un eau de toilette&lt;br&gt;J&amp;#39;aime! J&amp;#39;aime, j&amp;#39;aime.&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;I bought you some bulbs, because I know how much you love them.&lt;br&gt;I think you should wear this floral dress, because it&amp;#39;s-oh-so-flattering &lt;br&gt;Can we take a walk? &lt;br&gt;Through the big old park with those beautiful trees, &lt;br&gt;and underneath we&amp;#39;ll find a bench &lt;br&gt;where we&amp;#39;ll play along, and let out how we feel,&lt;br&gt;Because this Printemps wonderland is quite real.&lt;p&gt;Pouvez-vous ressentir ce sentiment? Parce que, je me sens si fort. L&amp;#39;amour est plus fort, sur notre promenade Printemps.&lt;p&gt;This is so real. I haven&amp;#39;t felt so sure in my whole life.&lt;br&gt;Maybe it&amp;#39;s the blossoms, or the trees? &lt;br&gt;Who knows? Who knows?&lt;br&gt;Je suis en amour avec toi. &lt;br&gt;&amp;#192; la promenade de Printemps. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7126576344899754131?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7126576344899754131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7126576344899754131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7126576344899754131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7126576344899754131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/promenade-de-printemps-springtime-walk.html' title='Promenade de Printemps (Springtime Walk)'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-535235922469518006</id><published>2011-04-19T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:10:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ep. 3 Chattabox - Season 2.</title><content type='html'>Here's the newest Chattabox. I know it's a little bit opinionative and I'm sorry if I make any of you mad by ripping on your fav shoes. lol, I have an on and off with TOMS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted my fashion criticism. haha. I will be better. Send in requests in the comments if you'd like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Iuos164PnDw" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-535235922469518006?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/535235922469518006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=535235922469518006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/535235922469518006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/535235922469518006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/ep-3-chattabox-season-2.html' title='ep. 3 Chattabox - Season 2.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Iuos164PnDw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4086503044630088401</id><published>2011-04-17T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:08:49.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an idea.</title><content type='html'>I am going to be making this also a fashion commentary blog. Because that would be so much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4086503044630088401?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4086503044630088401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4086503044630088401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4086503044630088401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4086503044630088401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-have-idea.html' title='I have an idea.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-959599380180306634</id><published>2011-04-15T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:29:37.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironwood</title><content type='html'>This song kind of has a Lily Allen type voice to it. It is simple. It has a simple build. It talks about my love for Suburbs, and how no matter how far we go, we will miss it and want to come back to it. It has a summer-ish feeling and it's like a better written version of Friday by Rebecca Black. hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer sun dancing on my skin&lt;br /&gt;stereo in the back of my recyclable Good Earth bag&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, life is swimming just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;This road is well traveled one,&lt;br /&gt;and I seem to get so much use, that's made out of it&lt;br /&gt;A genuine good time and the dog that barks 2 door downs&lt;br /&gt;has never made this suburban neighborhood look so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;We can keep on dancing.&lt;br /&gt;We can keep on singing&lt;br /&gt;as we dance through the streets on Ironwood.&lt;br /&gt;Taking off my flip flops&lt;br /&gt;and I never grow tired of dancing with bare feet&lt;br /&gt;on the pavement on the streets&lt;br /&gt;and there's pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;like no other and we've skipping with each other&lt;br /&gt;on the streets of Ironwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling up my empty agenda with the plans coming from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I get on my bicycle on the road&lt;br /&gt;and I get ready for a time out&lt;br /&gt;My own version of morning life. A day life. A nightlife. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This road is well traveled one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I seem to get so much use, that's made out of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A genuine good time and the dog that barks 2 door downs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;has never made this suburban neighborhood look so good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;We can keep on dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We can keep on singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;as we dance through the streets on Ironwood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Taking off my flip flops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I never grow tired of dancing with bare feet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;on the pavement on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and there's pouring rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;like no other and we've skipping with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;on the streets of Ironwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;People seem to complain about how much they hate home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;but I can't help smile when I think about this fun road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;where memories flood down it's lanes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;After a long time absence,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I just keep singing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This road is well traveled one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I seem to get so much use, that's made out of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A genuine good time and the dog that barks 2 door downs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;has never made this suburban neighborhood look so good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;We can keep on dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We can keep on singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;as we dance through the streets on Ironwood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Taking off my flip flops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I never grow tired of dancing with bare feet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;on the pavement on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and there's pouring rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;like no other and we've skipping with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;on the streets of Ironwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-959599380180306634?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/959599380180306634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=959599380180306634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/959599380180306634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/959599380180306634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/ironwood.html' title='Ironwood'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6218823570540718000</id><published>2011-04-15T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:14:58.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My vision + the way it is perceived.</title><content type='html'>I'm kind of perceived as this joke, or a YouTube viral disaster. But it's not really my intention. I have kind of this artistic vision in my mind, and I make an effort to convert it into reality, and that's what it turns into. It's gotten better, and it kind of gives you a glimpse of what my inspirations/aspirations are.&lt;br /&gt;I do consider myself a singer-songwriter. I want to collaborate with Piano and Guitar and make real ballads and happy songs. I've made 3 of them already. I'm going to continue making them and see what comes out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I have these two sides of me. There's like this dance pop side, and there's this like singer-songwriter stool at the Velour side. The dance-pop side seems to be a little bit more dominant, but I would love to showcase the other side, have a real genuine opportunity to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6218823570540718000?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6218823570540718000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6218823570540718000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6218823570540718000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-2126172790463169727?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/2126172790463169727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=2126172790463169727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2126172790463169727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/2126172790463169727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_15.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5086500401183851557</id><published>2011-04-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:04:02.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was looking through some pics on Tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Tumblr_ljhrtbzjhk1qcoiv2o1_500_large" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8823668/tumblr_ljhrtbzjhK1qcoiv2o1_500_large.png?1302840968" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Tumblr_le1qf3n2ov1qexfbbo1_500_large" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/5938923/tumblr_le1qf3n2oV1qexfbbo1_500_large.png?1293888882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="4658545701_29818d0b38_z_large" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/6913976/4658545701_29818d0b38_z_large.jpg?1296949667" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5086500401183851557?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5086500401183851557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5086500401183851557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5086500401183851557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Burned nose after zoo trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/274567769.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1302909013&amp;amp;Signature=W92KVsC8UNy7OYkPdOWdHD%2FGj2o%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/274567769.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1302909013&amp;amp;Signature=W92KVsC8UNy7OYkPdOWdHD%2FGj2o%3D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunset on Mission Beach, CA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/274271055.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1302909244&amp;amp;Signature=dFcCWYIFRQyOd7UnoipPQ%2FaTjSk%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/274271055.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1302909244&amp;amp;Signature=dFcCWYIFRQyOd7UnoipPQ%2FaTjSk%3D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up to pelicans screaming off my balcony. (Mission Bay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/273696415.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1302909290&amp;amp;Signature=xfJhBVPz87DehTCdyFqGJLhK1Bs%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/273696415.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1302909290&amp;amp;Signature=xfJhBVPz87DehTCdyFqGJLhK1Bs%3D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While I was walking to Mission Beach, I stumbled on these beautiful, and fragrant Jasmine bushes with beautiful flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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The Chattabox series is back.&lt;br /&gt;I am working on how to bring back the Weekender series as well. I think I'm probably going to start filming in Late April, because the show is planning on starting when school is near ending. Hmm... How will we do this? It needs to be like a reality show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars in talks...&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Whitley&lt;br /&gt;Itzel&lt;br /&gt;Addy (in talks)&lt;br /&gt;Hannah (also in talks)&lt;br /&gt;Akaysha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. 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Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile. I feel like the public really hasn't gotten to me the metamorphosed me. They're still living in the past with the 2009-10 me. It's been A LONG time since I've gotten coverage.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, and I've got a lot to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SEASON 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cnyeScUmEQY" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&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/1652306668217914874-7791988169687125462?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7791988169687125462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7791988169687125462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7791988169687125462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7791988169687125462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cnyeScUmEQY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6980236659162880355</id><published>2011-04-02T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T14:58:58.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jerilyn: A FUTURE SUPER*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jerilyndh.blogspot.com/2011/03/future-super.html?spref=bl"&gt;jerilyn: A FUTURE SUPER*&lt;/a&gt;: "Ya i said it a future celeb  we found him on youtubewe have watched ALL his chattabox episodes hes hilar     episode six is our fav  and to..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-6980236659162880355?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://jerilyndh.blogspot.com/2011/03/future-super.html?spref=bl' title='jerilyn: A FUTURE SUPER*'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/6980236659162880355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=6980236659162880355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6980236659162880355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/6980236659162880355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/jerilyn-future-super.html' title='jerilyn: A FUTURE SUPER*'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7566882596701452005</id><published>2011-04-02T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T14:58:00.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7665624/tumblr_lhdivw7gvm1qzoaqio1_500_large.jpg?1299343266" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7665624/tumblr_lhdivw7gvm1qzoaqio1_500_large.jpg?1299343266" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make Productions. I wasn't really thinking I was, mainly because I am a sophomore and was illy prepared with my monologue.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I attended Akaysha's dance concert and saw the Lone Peak dance company perform and I thought, "I could totally be in that." So alas, I am going to audition for Dance Company.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be a fierce performer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7566882596701452005?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7566882596701452005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7566882596701452005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7566882596701452005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7566882596701452005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-didnt-make-productions.html' title=''/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4256447953951169873</id><published>2011-03-29T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:30:40.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2 weekends ago, I went down to St. George for my sister's softball tournament. Knowing me, I didn't go for the actual games, I went for the shopping, eating, and being with the family away on a "petit-vacation." I went to Ralph Lauren and I just kind of exploded in my head, thinking of all the potential I could get from these clothes that are contained in the store. I walked out with a Polo Tee, a Polo button up long sleeve (I refuse to wear any short sleeve button up), and khakis. Yes, I know what you're thinking: "Khakis" Yes! I really feel like they're stylish and they would look SO good with boots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I kind of got an opportunity to be with my parents, that doesn't happen often because I often find myself out of the house working on my "career" or just fooling around. I love my parents and I think I'm going to seek all the opportunities I can to be with them. They're so fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I've been preparing for Lone Peak Productions Company Auditions. Very intimidating at first. But I've kind of wrapped my mind around it, and let it sink in, didn't let it get to me and I've kind of prepared myself for the auditions. I'm pretty nervous--unfortunately because I have a born case of stage fright/anxiety. The interesting thing is, I'm not afraid of the stage, I always dream of performing, or music videos, or anything that kind of involves performing. I've always liked it, I am going to try my best to not let my stage anxiety get to me. It wears away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I collected my resume that consists of everything I've done in my Middle School, as well as Elementary School, I even included a Christmas Nativity. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was walking into the doors of the school, and some kids (not going to elaborate, I'm pretty sure, you can envision this as well as I can) sitting on this bench were kind of calling out to me, they had mumbling issues, so I didn't feel like I needed to listen. Why do I need to listen to their derogatory sludge they're throwing at me? No.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ruin my days anymore but me, and why would I allow that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am working on my video blog series again, and I have attached a clip of a video that I filmed today after practice with ma' deary Savannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O7xurI23bXI" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4256447953951169873?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4256447953951169873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4256447953951169873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4256447953951169873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4256447953951169873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/auditions.html' title='Auditions.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/O7xurI23bXI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-3486254998456884941</id><published>2011-03-28T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T13:09:19.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love this :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qMxX-QOV9tI" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-3486254998456884941?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/3486254998456884941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=3486254998456884941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3486254998456884941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/3486254998456884941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-this.html' title='love this :)'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qMxX-QOV9tI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1296151278222988002</id><published>2011-03-24T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:51:43.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Roll.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-71bbSiBD8Vs/TYvJjcTH39I/AAAAAAAAAlc/-GgNT2za6jE/s1600/DSC06194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-71bbSiBD8Vs/TYvJjcTH39I/AAAAAAAAAlc/-GgNT2za6jE/s320/DSC06194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like taking pictures of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1296151278222988002?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1296151278222988002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1296151278222988002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1296151278222988002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1296151278222988002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/film-roll.html' title='Film Roll.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EWUuZk1rzIU/TYvFIE2shuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QOHZZCS8zm8/s72-c/DSC06168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7104556731405900681</id><published>2011-03-24T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T14:21:45.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol class="statuses" id="timeline" style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 6px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-timtincher status latest-status" id="status_51029533347950592" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1.5em; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 1.5em; position: relative; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 0px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have something I would like your opinion on. Give me your two cents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 0px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a [ex] friend who [was] ridiculed for being friends with me because they think I'm gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;They decided that they didn't want to be my friend anymore because they want to fit in and be friends with the people who bullied her..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Because they told them that they would only be friends with them if we were not friends anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;What do you think? Would you give up your friends so you could fit in? So that you could be accepted by those who ridiculed you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Would you change who you are for others?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;I wouldn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;I'm over it, because I don't need to be friends with somebody who would give me up to fit in. Shows how much they really like me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Or care about me. I am done. And not going back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 0px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-timtincher status" id="status_51028331570806784" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7104556731405900681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7104556731405900681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/never-again.html' title='Never again!!'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1278277987004064178</id><published>2011-03-22T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:56:41.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want to reconcile</title><content type='html'>You don&amp;#39;t get me, at all&lt;br&gt;You think you know me, so well&lt;br&gt;But the funny and interesting thing is that you don&amp;#39;t. &lt;br&gt;You don&amp;#39;t get me at all&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;You can&amp;#39;t say it to my face&lt;br&gt;Well, don&amp;#39;t bother saying it at all&lt;br&gt;If you feel like I need to be a better person, &lt;br&gt;You should of told me, to my face&lt;br&gt;Rather than saying goodbye on your phone..&lt;br&gt;Well, it&amp;#39;s over.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s done.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t feel like you&amp;#39;re worth my time&lt;br&gt;And I&amp;#39;m mad at myself because because I invested so much time on you. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s over.. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s done..&lt;p&gt;You are no friend of mine.&lt;br&gt;You are just the type that can say something behind a screen&lt;br&gt;and feel like they don&amp;#39;t have to be justified&lt;br&gt;And I don&amp;#39;t want this.. &lt;br&gt;I didn&amp;#39;t sign up to be your welfare check. &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;You can&amp;#39;t say it to my face&lt;br&gt;Well, don&amp;#39;t bother saying it at all&lt;br&gt;If you feel like I need to be a better person, &lt;br&gt;You should of told me, to my face&lt;br&gt;Rather than saying goodbye on your phone..&lt;br&gt;Well, it&amp;#39;s over.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s done.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t feel like you&amp;#39;re worth my time&lt;br&gt;And I&amp;#39;m mad at myself because because I invested so much time on you. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s over.. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s done..&lt;p&gt;You wind me up on your little tape recorder&lt;br&gt;And you dress me up and hold me like a marionette. &lt;br&gt;Well honey, I&amp;#39;m cutting these strings and I&amp;#39;m going to set myself free..&lt;br&gt;Because I can&amp;#39;t believe all the time that&amp;#39;s been lost.&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;You can&amp;#39;t say it to my face&lt;br&gt;Well, don&amp;#39;t bother saying it at all&lt;br&gt;If you feel like I need to be a better person, &lt;br&gt;You should of told me, to my face&lt;br&gt;Rather than saying goodbye on your phone..&lt;br&gt;Well, it&amp;#39;s over.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s done.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t feel like you&amp;#39;re worth my time&lt;br&gt;And I&amp;#39;m mad at myself because because I invested so much time on you. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s over.. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s done..&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want to reconcile &lt;br&gt;Because you wind me up and wind me down..&lt;br&gt;I just want to be at home.. &lt;br&gt;With my eyes closed.. &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve got my headphones on and I&amp;#39;m getting lost.. &lt;br&gt;In my world, it&amp;#39;s been awhile.&lt;br&gt;Loving it. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1278277987004064178?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4196303506789626513</id><published>2011-03-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:24:37.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity.</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all of your support and inspiration and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;Despite my "ego." I do feel quite backed up with all of your love.&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the best things that can get you through something, make you better, inspire you to do better, challenge you is Adversity.&lt;br /&gt;Being teased, challenged, intimidated or anything of the sort can kind of shape you and turn you into a real person. A talented person. I'm afraid of rejection, but aren't we all?&lt;br /&gt;We all get strengthened through our trials and we learn how to better ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely still learning and I think we always learn things better the hard way and learn how to prevent past mistakes. Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4196303506789626513?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4196303506789626513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4196303506789626513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4196303506789626513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4196303506789626513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/adversity.html' title='Adversity.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-8896915893750849772</id><published>2011-03-16T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:21:02.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE.</title><content type='html'>Haha, I know this is uber-inappropriate. Just look at it with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;I love the music.&lt;br /&gt;Love the narration.&lt;br /&gt;Love the choreography.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wV1FrqwZyKw" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-8896915893750849772?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/8896915893750849772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=8896915893750849772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8896915893750849772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/8896915893750849772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/love.html' title='LOVE.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wV1FrqwZyKw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7046100331203246659</id><published>2011-03-15T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:07:04.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JK</title><content type='html'>I'm SO DOING THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Productions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't make it, I'll go into Drama, and improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOUR BEST. I'LL DO MY BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7046100331203246659?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/7046100331203246659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=7046100331203246659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7046100331203246659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/7046100331203246659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/jk.html' title='JK'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4584139289129557910</id><published>2011-03-15T15:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:24:35.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;I think my short and brief road of theatre is over.. I don’t think I care enough, or like it enough to continue doing it next year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;I don’t want to be hasty, but I just don’t know what to think, and I just don’t have the work ethic to put together such a big audition. I don’t know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4584139289129557910?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4584139289129557910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4584139289129557910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4584139289129557910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4584139289129557910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-show.html' title='Last Show.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-6071864128174629380</id><published>2011-03-14T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:55:57.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/timtincher" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/timtincher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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title='formspring.me'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-7029875892153366292</id><published>2011-03-08T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:32:46.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go buy it.</title><content type='html'>http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/transitional-ep/id423475747&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-7029875892153366292?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-4512168880305183555</id><published>2011-03-01T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:56:10.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance isn't bliss.</title><content type='html'>This song&amp;#39;s writing process was like none that I have ever had. I had been writing down lines of things I have been thinking of, then compiling them together into a sincere meaningful song. Which this song basically describes my life in a bluntly, metaphorically, unapologetic way. It has references to how I will stay up at night thinking thoroughly about life, art and things that I care for. It describes my feelings towards myself being judged, or how somebody else may be judged. It refers to when I was criticized when I made, &amp;quot;In The Garden (Garden Twist)&amp;quot; and refers to the ignorance thereof and how not blissful it really is. It is pretty heavy in my opinion and quite personal. Thoughts? &lt;br&gt;I kind of wrote it like a narration that turned into a poem with turned into a song. It works :) &lt;p&gt;Intro/Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Let them think what they want, doesn&amp;#39;t mean that it&amp;#39;s true. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s late at night and I have nothing better to do, but write. I could sleep, but maybe at a different time, I have too much on my mind. A creative rush inside. &lt;br&gt;This vision of mine is too big to let go. &lt;p&gt;In the small hours of the night &lt;br&gt;A melody cradles me inside&lt;br&gt;I hear a whispering in my ear&lt;br&gt;The things I see, the things I hear are just too big to let go&lt;br&gt;An interruption may take place&lt;br&gt;But I&amp;#39;ll let it go, this isn&amp;#39;t a race&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Let them think what they want, doesn&amp;#39;t mean that it&amp;#39;s true. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s late at night and I have nothing better to do, but write. I could sleep, but maybe at a different time, I have too much on my mind. A creative rush inside. &lt;br&gt;This vision of mine is too big to let go. &lt;br&gt;Their thoughts of me,&lt;br&gt;Their thoughts of you&lt;br&gt;Will never reciprocate what they think about you.... &lt;br&gt;I am willing to let it go, now what&amp;#39;s the use?&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s not a big deal..&lt;br&gt;This melody is too big too let go of. &lt;p&gt;This heart of mine, may beat to it&amp;#39;s own drum&lt;br&gt;This heart of mine, may beat to your drum&lt;br&gt;As long as I am satisfied&lt;br&gt;As long as I still have my pride.&lt;br&gt;This life of mine, is a divine art&lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s go nurture the others in their own sparks&lt;br&gt;We all live in a garden, whether we&amp;#39;d like to twist&lt;br&gt;Ignorance isn&amp;#39;t bliss. &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Let them think what they want, doesn&amp;#39;t mean that it&amp;#39;s true. &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s late at night and I have nothing better to do, but write. I could sleep, but maybe at a different time, I have too much on my mind. A creative rush inside. &lt;br&gt;This vision of mine is too big to let go. &lt;br&gt;Their thoughts of me,&lt;br&gt;Their thoughts of you&lt;br&gt;Will never reciprocate what they think about you.... &lt;br&gt;I am willing to let it go, now what&amp;#39;s the use?&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s not a big deal..&lt;br&gt;This melody is too big too let go of. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-4512168880305183555?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/4512168880305183555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=4512168880305183555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4512168880305183555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/4512168880305183555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/ignorance-isnt-bliss.html' title='Ignorance isn&apos;t bliss.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-78507525829797125</id><published>2011-03-01T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:30:35.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Releases!! :)</title><content type='html'>I decided to make some cover videos, I have my made my first:&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful - Christina Aguilera (daaahhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zenC75dhxkQ" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have released a new EP with 4 new songs for your enjoyment!! You need to go see it because it is fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/transitional-ep/id423475747&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORN THIS WAY VIDEO:&lt;br /&gt;O MY HECK. That birthing stuff was making me sick! I was a bit disappointed hoping this would be Gaga's chance to redeem herself that she didn't need to be so controversial, or something along the lines of that to grab attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-78507525829797125?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/78507525829797125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=78507525829797125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/78507525829797125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/78507525829797125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/03/releases.html' title='Releases!! :)'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zenC75dhxkQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-1968137339755626099</id><published>2011-02-27T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:17:22.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diabetes Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://timliveswithdiabetes.blogspot.com/"&gt;I made a new blog. About Diabetes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal with it is to inspire myself, as well as other people with Diabetes to do better with their health and get motivated. I want endocrinologists or other Diabetes professionals to look at it and use it for whatever their heart desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested you can read the blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link is at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep blogging on here, because this is my main, personal blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-1968137339755626099?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/1968137339755626099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=1968137339755626099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1968137339755626099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/1968137339755626099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/02/diabetes-blog.html' title='Diabetes Blog'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652306668217914874.post-5079882965439067479</id><published>2011-02-27T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T11:22:28.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop.</title><content type='html'>Some things are not always my fault, and I&amp;#39;ve got to stop taking things so personally. But I think I will live on. &lt;p&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652306668217914874-5079882965439067479?l=timtincher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/feeds/5079882965439067479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652306668217914874&amp;postID=5079882965439067479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5079882965439067479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652306668217914874/posts/default/5079882965439067479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtincher.blogspot.com/2011/02/stop.html' title='Stop.'/><author><name>timtincher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15977030231436827429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMrb4e2xIEY/TNNdI0mqDKI/AAAAAAAAAis/l9gBF_nA5GM/S220/high+fash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
