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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 01:23:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My favorite days</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/29427988@N02/2935851395/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/2935851395_2da37341c5_m.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border: solid 2px #000000;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/29427988@N02/2935851395/&quot;&gt;P1000801&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/29427988@N02/&quot;&gt;disco_lemonade13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are my favorite days.  Lazy, rainy, wonderful days.  Lately, I&apos;ve had a shortage of those though.  These last few days have been nothing but a parade of &quot;hey you&apos;ve got to make some kind of pretty important decision now, ok?  Good luck with that, suckah!&quot;  Add that to the growing pile of schoolwork and work- it&apos;s been a crazy couple weeks.  There&apos;s just a lot to think about, but I&apos;m feeling pretty mellow about it all now.  Much like Cinder (the loveable, fluffy, yet absurdly insane, incredibly vocal, and mercifully sleeping kitten in the picture).   Too bad I can&apos;t write a personal statement for grad school by sleeping all day like her.  Oh for the life of a cat!&lt;br clear=&quot;all&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 01:13:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Flickr</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 03:19:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What is going on in the world??</title>
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  <description>Normally, I wouldn&apos;t mind being up and at work at 8:30 a.m.  Well, I wouldn&apos;t be thrilled, but hey- it&apos;s work and that means money so I can deal.  But...having to be up and at the place that I work at 8:30 a.m. for a staff meeting &lt;i&gt;on a Saturday...on my day off&lt;/i&gt; is an entirely different matter.  I&apos;m definitely not excited about that.  I wonder if they&apos;ll let us clock in for that...?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also- a bit of restaurant drama:  This kind of older (probably more middle-aged-ish) couple came in, so I went to seat them at a booth, but the guy asked to sit in the lounge at one of the high-top tables.  Okay, fine.  Later, I see them walk out separately.  Then I hear the story.  Apparently, the guy told her that he didn&apos;t want to be married to her anymore, flipped her a bird, and walked out.  WTF?!?  How harsh is that?  I still can&apos;t really understand the thought process behind bringing your significant other out to an extremely public place to stage your nasty breakup.  Honestly, it&apos;s not like he could have expected her to take something like that quietly.  A public place is just not the setting for that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas prices: what&apos;s up?  A little while after I&apos;d gotten to work, Tony started talking about how I&apos;d better go get gas now because by the weekend it&apos;s supposed to be up to &lt;u&gt;$6.00-ish per gallon!!&lt;/u&gt;  Six, really??  What is that all about?  A couple people that came in later were talking about how they had been to the gas station and waited 15 minutes in line for gas, and they saw a line of 30 cars at Costco for gas...man, people really don&apos;t need to panic.  The governor apparently declared Alabama to be in a state of emergency just so that gas stations would stop raising prices.  On my way home every station I saw was at least 3.89-4.67.  Yeah, 4.67.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth???  Broken hearts and broken bank accounts.  What next?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 19:37:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s the little things</title>
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  <description>You know those times when you&apos;re just going along with your day, not expecting anything out of the ordinary, and that&apos;s exactly when those &quot;little golden moments&quot; happen.  You know the ones: random ironies, people doing funny things that should actually be funny but you laugh anyway (realizing that you should feel bad, but of course you don&apos;t), silly conversations that spring from ordinary topics...things of that ilk.  Last Friday, which is actually yesterday, I was walking out of Wilson Center when I had one of these &quot;golden moments.&quot;  I saw the flyer for the Commuter Student Association meeting.  Normal, right?  Sure.  Seeing the official stamp of approval from the Huntingdon College Office of Student Life (also known as Rebecca Adams&apos;s Office of Completely Unnecessary Difficulties)?  Not so normal, but really funny.  We&apos;re not talking a figurative stamp either; it was real ink and there was one on every CSA flyer posted on campus.  For anyone who thought Rebecca Adams was not serious about the note in every email stating that all posters/flyers posted on campus must be approved by her Office, she&apos;s totally serious.  And that spells Completely Unnecessary Doom for all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also remembered exactly why I never use patterns when I sew things for myself.  It&apos;s because they are complicated.  More on my and Demetrius&apos;s great adventure with the Simplicity vest pattern next time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 02:08:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Weirdest compliment ever.</title>
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  <description>Today some customers told me I look like this lady:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/2d/Palin1.JPG/225px-Palin1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sarah Palin, the Republican VP nominee.  She&apos;s pretty, but dude, she&apos;s about 30+ years older than me and I don&apos;t really see that much of a resemblance...  Well, I guess we both wear glasses...  I suppose maybe we look like we could be related.  It&apos;s just the weirdest compliment I&apos;ve ever received.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 00:59:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>One whole year!</title>
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  <description>It has been so long since I&apos;ve updated this thing!  I keep forgetting that I do have a livejournal, I get super distracted by facebook especially now that there are all of those applications and facebook chat...it&apos;s crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a lot has changed since my last post.  It&apos;s actually been an entire year, so lots of things have become radically different.  I&apos;m still knitting, and I&apos;m much better at it now (though I still don&apos;t claim to be great).  I do have the life plan a little more figured out.  So far, the plan is to graduate from Huntingdon, get an acting apprenticeship somewhere, then go to grad school and get an M.F.A. in acting.  After that, don&apos;t ask me.  I&apos;d like to go to Yale or Penn State, I think, but I&apos;m not set on anything.  First, I have to figure out the apprenticeship.  But that&apos;s not for this moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m officially living away from home now.  I moved into Sara&apos;s house after school, and I&apos;ll be living here all of next year too.  It&apos;s different, but fun.  I&apos;m working and all that, it&apos;s nice to have money again! ;)  Doing the whole grown-up thing is kind of weird, but then, I definitely don&apos;t feel like I&apos;m grown up &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m also turning 21 at the end of the month!!  That&apos;s exciting!  And I think everyone should know that next January, I&apos;m going to PARIS!!!  For a week...but still! Paris!  So, I&apos;ve decided that this summer, I&apos;ll be investing in stuff to knit some spiffy new scarves/hats for the trip.  And if anyone I know actually reads this, I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; work on commission!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 03:42:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Knitting is fun</title>
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  <description>Hey there world, it&apos;s been a while since I updated, and because I know how interested you all are in everything I do, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My life is alright.  I&apos;m back at school, and soon I will be officially inducted into Alpha Psi Omega!!!  On February 10, to be exact.  And I&apos;ll get to go see Death of a Salesman [for free, which is cool, but if I had my way, I&apos;d be going to see James and the Giant Peach instead.  But I don&apos;t have my way.  Still, it&apos;s at ASF, so it&apos;s going to be pretty good.  And maybe I&apos;ll get over my dislike of Arthur Miller.].  And in February, I&apos;m auditioning for A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream!  It will be supremely exciting!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In other news, Sara, Anna, Will, and I roasted marshmallows the other night.  It was really fun!  Many interesting conversations ensued.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I&apos;ve also learned to knit.  I&apos;m extremely proud of myself, too!  I was just hanging around Sara&apos;s house, and she was at work, so I was like, &quot;you know what? I&apos;m going to teach myself to knit.&quot;  So I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I&apos;m still trying to formulate a life-plan.  It&apos;s getting to the point where I&apos;m going to need some real goals soon.  But I have no idea what I&apos;m going to do after college.  I mean, I know what I want to do, but I don&apos;t how I&apos;m going to go about it.  After spending a while convincing myself, however, that I would be alright and figure it out, I was ok.  I&apos;m good now, and I&apos;m thinking that after I graduate, I want to move to London.  Maybe.  If I can swing it financially.  That part of the plan is still in the works.  And don&apos;t even ask what I&apos;ll do when I live in London, because I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Not too much else is really going on.  I&apos;ve started reading a couple new books- Lullaby [by Chuck Palahniuk] and On the Road [by Jack Kerouac, which I&apos;ve been wanting to read for a while, but could not find at any library remotely close to Gardendale-of course.]  And I&apos;m about to start reading Frankenstein for my Brit Lit class. yay books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And today, I was so proud of myself.  I was incredibly productive last night/this morning.  I made a scarf, I hung up a poster, cleaned my room, did the dishes, and I&apos;m about to get to work on all this school stuff that I&apos;m really not looking forward too all that much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my awesome scarf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b286/WickedChick_/P1000555.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cry Baby poster Sara gave me for Christmas.  I have a matching t-shirt, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b286/WickedChick_/P1000556.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check how clean my desk is.  Aren&apos;t you impressed?  I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b286/WickedChick_/P1000558.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that&apos;s my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 06:13:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Someone should take me to Paris</title>
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  <description>I am drinking lots of coffee now.  Maybe I&apos;ll become an official Gilmore soon.  It&apos;s finals.  I don&apos;t like finals.  I want to leave on a plane and go somewhere exciting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Oct 2006 22:06:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hm....</title>
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  <description>so my friends page is doing strange things.  And I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas- my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d also like to say that actors should not show up to rehearsal drunk, complain about how we waste so much time (when most of that time is wasted waiting for them because there&apos;s hardly any scene we can do without them), and then tell me how rehearsals ought to be run.  Oh, and he can&apos;t learn a simple swing step.  He&apos;s dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s my rant for now.  life is ok, minus that guy.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also pretty friggin&apos; bored.&lt;br /&gt;if you can&apos;t tell.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t really watch Everwood. but it&apos;s on.  so i guess i do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ktimefordinnerbye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Oct 2006 21:50:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m so proud</title>
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  <description>I have a new layout!!!  Hurray me!  And isn&apos;t it lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 16:36:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The whole world just might be enough</title>
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  <description>It was just too much all at once.  I can handle it, I just need to make myself keep calm and not work everything up into a much bigger deal than it actually is.  I&apos;m bad about doing that.  For the moment, I just need to chill.  And later, I promise to stop procrastinating, seeing as that&apos;s a lot of what freaked me out.  And the fact that I&apos;m stage managing for Fiona...aahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m going to start using my time to do things that really need to get done -like papers and prompt scritps- instead of wasting 3 hours in front of the tv.  No worries though, I will still make time to watch Gilmore Girls every weekday.  &lt;br /&gt;If I do that, then I won&apos;t have so much to do at once.  And once I get used to this whole stage management lark (which is a WHOLE lot harder than I bet you thought it would be) and get into the swing of my new job, I&apos;m sure everything will be much easier to manage.  Right now, it&apos;s all so new.  It will get better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for my friends.  Seriously, if I didn&apos;t have you, I&apos;d probably have died from stress, a heart attack, or a nuclear meltdown within my brain.  Thank you for being there for me.  I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I make more lists...yeah- more lists solve pretty much any problem.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 05:20:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreams crushed.</title>
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  <description>Travis lost So You Think You Can Dance.  I was sad..but it&apos;s ok.  I like Benji too.  I decided that I would date Benji, then marry Travis.  That&apos;s a good arrangement, I think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...i&apos;m packing right now.  I leave sunday.  There&apos;s stuff all over my room, but I really don&apos;t feel like moving any of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 05:47:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>consequence.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m feeling a little pensive today.  Or well, I am as of about half an hour ago.  I just watched Almost Famous.  I guess that&apos;s what I get.  Go figure, huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;I&apos;m also in love...with Patrick Fugit. And Travis from So You Think You Can Dance.  yeah.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem...they don&apos;t love me. alas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous people, right? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago, the power blinked.  Everything went off for a moment, which kinda freaked me out.  Everyone else is asleep, so all the lights are off except for the ones in here.  Then- just complete silence and blackness.  And just as you realize what happened, the lights are back and all is okay.  Quite the shock.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*---life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jul 2006 05:34:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yep.</title>
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  <description>Life update:  it&apos;s good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.  not too much to say, i guess.  Tomorrow night&apos;s gonna be fun.  Wish I didn&apos;t have to work Saturday, though...and I work early Saturday too.  poo.  (ha. i rhymed. shut up.) um...yeah.  that&apos;s my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 23:11:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am almost officially a brazen hussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes-- he&apos;s brushing up on his shakespeare...for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m guessing his girl doesn&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;ha.  yeah, it&apos;s just one of those things that makes you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaannndddd-- &lt;br /&gt;1. I&apos;m going to see Pirates 2 tomorrow sometime.&lt;br /&gt;2. I&apos;m checking prices, etc. on my tattoo that i want on my ankle. &lt;br /&gt;Life is exciting, no?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 05:30:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hahaa!</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Spider-Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/spiderman.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick and agile, you have killer instincts (literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that kind of makes up for the whole creepy spider thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Superhero Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 04:13:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmm.</title>
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  <description>In 45 minutes, I will be nineteen.  I want it to rain.  Lots.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 04:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oh---and....</title>
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  <description>I rediscovered my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b286/WickedChick_/pastafarian.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think-- I nearly forgot about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 04:16:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Joy and rapture!!!</title>
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  <description>Awesome.  Pure awesome-ness.  There is only one room in my house that gets wireless internet from some unknown network.  And I found it.  I have wireless in this room.  The connection sucks- but it is a connection.  Hurrah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 18:48:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finally- A Day Off!</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t have to work today!  I don&apos;t have to work today!&lt;br /&gt;ok. I&apos;m done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got paid Tuesday.  yay.  But do I have any money?  Hardly.  Will I have any money?  Not really.  Why?, you ask.  Because room and board prices have gone up at school, so now $96 more must be paid every month.  This, of course, means that I get to keep even less of my paycheck for myself and put more into savings.  argh.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s ok.  It&apos;s gonna be ok.  Know why?  Cause my birthday&apos;s in 20 days!!!  woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;m doing yoga now.  It&apos;s great.  And I might get some new shoes today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2006 03:16:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ow.</title>
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  <description>My throat hurts.  I don&apos;t know why.  Scratchy..sinus crap, I think.  And I don&apos;t want to drink anything for it because that&apos;s what I&apos;ve been doing all day, and curse it all, I&apos;m just not thirsty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. feel a little better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is actually not too bad.  Had mucho fun thurs night/fridayish.  Sleepover at Anthony&apos;s was spectacular.  Theatre people=my favorites EVER!!  And so that experience must be repeated.  Soon, in my opinion.  Except for the whole not sleeping til 430am, waking up at 830am and then leaving to drive another hour back to gardendale to be at work by 11...that entire bit can be left out.   (Although I was rather out of it all day, which was fun...in a weird way, I guess...made work interesting/bearable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Memorial Day, and I do have to work.  So...it should be slowish, I think..hope.  But I&apos;m not working Tuesday!!  So everyone call me Tuesday for I will be able to have plenty of hang-out time for all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. I relent.  I&apos;m gonna find something to drink. bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 May 2006 05:26:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>heresy indeed. good thing i&apos;m episcopalian.</title>
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  <description>I saw the DaVinci Code the other night.  I liked it.  I also read the book and loved it.  No, I know what you&apos;re thinking.  &quot;Oh God, she&apos;s one of those cultist, liberal, ungodly people!! Burn her!!!  Witch!!&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a witch.  I am a lover of history, literature, and fiction.  And I love them all especially when they are put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;m going to see it again tomorrow with my mother. Scandal!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 04:06:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Brand New</title>
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  <description>I have decided something.  I have come to the conclusion that my life is in need of a drastic overhaul.  Yes, I want something new, different, and refreshing.  Since coming home for the summer, I&apos;ve been randomly thinking about stuff (you know me, I think waaaayyy too much most of the time - but this time it&apos;s a good thing).  I decided to become a whole new girl.  A better life is in store, and I am now changing stuff up and making it happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt;As the first step in this self-discovery life-changing deal, I cut my hair.  If you know me, then you know that is a BIG thing.  It&apos;s shorter now, layered, and I have bangs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt;Second step- new job.  I work at Zaxby&apos;s now.  yeah, not the most glamorous thing ever, but it&apos;s a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt;Third step- summer to-do list that Jess and I have compiled.  This is all kinds of random things we must do this summer, including but not limited to: picnics in various parks, hanging out with several theatre people that we haven&apos;t seen in forever, and...new boys.  In the course of my aforementioned thinking, I discovered that I don&apos;t think I want what I&apos;ve &quot;got&quot;...if you know about the current goings on of all that...yeah, I don&apos;t think I like him as much as I thought I did.  And I what I really want to find right now is someone else who totally understands my broadway-mania and overall theatre obsession...and my liking for Meatloaf.  That would be nice.  And yes, I understand that I&apos;m probably asking for a miracle- I usually do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I&apos;m going to sleep soon.  Must get up at the ungodly hour of 9:30 am tomorrow.  I&apos;m not very happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps----You know, right now is NOT the time to be all cute and witty with me (for those certain people--ie: my dad, and this guy.)...it&apos;s only going to make me mad, thus provoking more stinging, sarcastic, and slightly bitchy replies.  I do not like being told I&apos;m &quot;supposed&quot; to do &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;.  One of those weird rebellious moods.  yeah.  g&apos;night, world.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 04:26:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today&apos;s thunderstorms were a let-down.  I expected a real storm, you know, not just a 5 minute thunder and lightning deal.  I was disappointed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s ok.  It rained all day anyway, so that was very nice.  I sat on the back porch and read my book.  I love it when it rains.  Maybe it will be like this tomorrow as well.  I plan to go to either Barnes and Noble or Cambridge Coffee with my laptop, pick up a paper and look for auditions, and maybe even get a book or cd.  It will be a good day.  I hope.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 06:25:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>le sigh.  I hope it rains tomorrow.</title>
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  <description>It has been one crazy day.  So much energy was spent today, and I didn&apos;t even know it until about an hour ago...you know when it just hits you that you are incredibly tired. yeah.  But yes, it has been a crazy day--&lt;br /&gt;1) went to church...yes, I am kinda godly. hah, for anyone who was in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;2) went to see Seussical at the Virginia-Samford.  oh, but it was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;   wow. and...this brought on a whole new...way of..thinking(?).hmm....&lt;br /&gt;   I remembered just how much I love live musical theatre.  &lt;br /&gt;3) I love hugs&lt;br /&gt;4) a lot&lt;br /&gt;5) went to Jess&apos;s house--watched Meaning of Life...and we were just copying&lt;br /&gt;   the cds...that&apos;s all, and it made absolutely perfect sense..(HAHAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;   and we also added on to our to-do list for the summer.  &lt;br /&gt;6) internet stalkers entertain me&lt;br /&gt;7) played ddr.  I am improving. hurray!&lt;br /&gt;8) hung out with jess, jay, shane, etc. at kiddie park. it was kinda cold.&lt;br /&gt;9) planned the summer show.  please God, let this idea work.  It will be &lt;br /&gt;   the event of my life so far if it does. &lt;br /&gt;10)got Taco Bell&lt;br /&gt;And now, I&apos;m home, eating the Taco Bell.  I&apos;m sitting in front of my computer surrounded by fast food and sweet tea with about seven different storylines running through my head simultaneously.  I&apos;m sure I&apos;ll remember them all well enough to eventually write them out.  I hope.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just tell myself it&apos;ll all look better tomorrow, and I will see the situation for what it is: something that is really not that important.  &lt;br /&gt;Just breathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, I hate having left-over Taco Bell.</description>
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