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  <title>Rhyska's Musings...</title>
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    <name>Rhyska</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-17T05:38:38Z</updated>
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    <title> OMG is right...</title>
    <published>2009-09-17T05:38:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-17T05:38:38Z</updated>
    <category term="stupid people"/>
    <content type="html">So I picked up a shift today at the theater and you won't even frelling believe what happened. Our theater is part of an indoor mall and Radio Shack happens to be right next door. I'm standing at the ticket taking box and watched as some dude in a bright yellow t-shirt hauled ass through our lobby, chased by a clerk from Radio Shack. That was pretty amusing cause I was really betting on the RS dude&amp;nbsp;tackling the idiot theif.&amp;nbsp;The theif got away, but dropped his cell phone. The RS&amp;nbsp;clerk walked up with the theif's cellphone and just laughed&amp;nbsp;cause even if the guy got away, they still had him by the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hilariously stupid part came about three minutes later when the theif came trudging back in through our lobby and out into the mall,&amp;nbsp;coming to a full stop in front of Radio Shack. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, he&amp;nbsp;stood out there, holding stolen merchandise and demanded the clerk give back his cellphone. So, yeah he was totally arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my proof that people are seriously stupid.&amp;nbsp; Have good times!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rhyska:54455</id>
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    <title>Happy Belated Birthday Bryn :]</title>
    <published>2009-09-16T20:41:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-16T20:41:13Z</updated>
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    <category term="bryn"/>
    <lj:music>Watchin' Fringe...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know it's a teensy bit late, but better late than never &lt;span style="color: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img title="Bryn&amp;#39;s Cake" src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n317/Rhyska_Nevar/Photoshop%20Works/brynscake.jpg" mce_src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n317/Rhyska_Nevar/Photoshop%20Works/brynscake.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rhyska:53580</id>
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    <title>Dumb Question...</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T14:55:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T14:55:50Z</updated>
    <category term="confused"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.glitter-graphics.org/pub/264/264160jtlxjsfw1f.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/images/empty.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Okay, can someone gimme a tip? I'm havin' problems with the lj cut. How does it work so I don't mess up everybody's friend page? I wanna post some pictures! &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: On the List</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T13:34:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T13:34:58Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is on your personal list of the Seven Wonders of the Modern World? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1039'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1039"&gt;View 527 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
My personal list?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1)&amp;nbsp;The stupid penis statue in the middle of the roundabout in Burlington City by the highschool. Whoever thought that was a good idea? I wonder ever single time I&amp;nbsp;drive by. Silly I know, but now for the real ones... in no particular order,&amp;nbsp;simply because I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angkor Wat, Petra,&amp;nbsp;The Forbidden City,&amp;nbsp;The Grand Canyon, The Aurora Borealis, and The Galapagos Islands--because I lurve their turtles!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>rhyska @ 2009-08-18T12:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-18T19:59:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-18T19:59:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoo! I can't believe half of August is gone already or that I haven't posted since June. That's so weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been weird lately. It sucks a little less than the last time I posted. A sort of tenuous balance has settled over my workplace and that's a good thing. Tru's come back and now I don't feel like the dark cloud rockin' the boat. I'm glad she's there. She's a reassuring presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all set and ready to go for my sister's Alice and Wonderland photoshoot. I'm playing one of the Mad Hatters. I'm the chick and my sister asked a bud to play the traditional guy Mad Hatter. She's accumulated quite&amp;nbsp;the cast.&amp;nbsp;She found a White &amp;amp; Red Queen,&amp;nbsp;a Cheshire Cat, Tweedle Dum and Dee,&amp;nbsp;a Dormouse,&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;March Hare,&amp;nbsp;a White Rabbit and ofcourse an Alice. I think they only&amp;nbsp;character we're missing is the caterpillar. The guy she&amp;nbsp;found to play it couldn't get a costume together in time. Oh well, it's&amp;nbsp;still going to be so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for her photoshoot is getting me in the mood for Halloween. I'm on the hunt for a kick ass outfit!</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Last Meal</title>
    <published>2009-06-11T06:44:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-11T06:44:40Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you want your last meal to be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=936'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=936"&gt;View 503 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Desert, baby!!! Skip the main course and get down to business.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Before I die I must have a slice of peanut butter pie made by the Lady and Sons Restaurant. Then I can die happy-ish ;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rhyska:51146</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Place of Residence</title>
    <published>2009-06-03T16:51:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-03T16:51:41Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Describe your dream house (even if it's not a house).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=929'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=929"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
That's easy. I want Jack Carter's house from Eureka, or rather his hermetically sealed bunker complete with Sera ^-^ That's just awesome!</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Rabbit Rabbit!</title>
    <published>2009-06-01T07:17:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-01T07:17:54Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the first day of the month. If you could have one wish come true this month, what would it be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=919'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=919"&gt;View 502 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Just one, huh? I&amp;nbsp;guess,&amp;nbsp; as a&amp;nbsp;purely selfish wish,&amp;nbsp;I'd like to go out and run around all weekend doing fun/crazy/stupid stuff without smelling like Simple Green or popcorn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, I know boring. Not when you haven't had a weekend off in foreeeeever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though if a&amp;nbsp;wish could spring for a plane ticket and I magically&amp;nbsp;got the weekend off, I'd visit my Grandma. Gramps passed away about two weeks ago and I'd love to see her and pay my respects.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Venting</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T17:22:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-29T17:22:07Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Nelly Furtado and James Morrison :]</lj:music>
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Jury duty notice. The federal kind. Figures, right? I&amp;nbsp;live seventy miles away and I&amp;nbsp;might have to commute to that. Talk about crapping all over my day. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #99cc00"&gt;xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday!</title>
    <published>2009-05-28T17:20:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-28T17:20:27Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0066"&gt;Happy Birthday&amp;nbsp;Umbreons Shadow&amp;nbsp;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/" mce_href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/704/704912m2vzw333oh.gif" width="120" height="150" mce_src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/704/704912m2vzw333oh.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800080"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hope day is magically delicious--&lt;br /&gt;with cake and cookies and all that yummy stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Vamp Flix Alert...</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T17:40:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T17:40:53Z</updated>
    <category term="movie"/>
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    <lj:music>Milla--sweet crazy Milla</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Oh, being awake this early on my morning off sucks!!!! But oh well. I'm awake now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/font&gt; yesterday. An urban&amp;nbsp;Swedish vamp flick. A pretty damn&amp;nbsp;good one, if I do say so myself. Not a typical story either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="17" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Oskar, a bullied 12-year old, dreams of getting revenge against the&amp;nbsp;boy who is picking on him.&amp;nbsp;One day, he meets a peculiar girl named Eli.&amp;nbsp;Eli is also 12 years old--and has been for quite awhile. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Through their friendship,&amp;nbsp;Oskar finds the&amp;nbsp;strength to&amp;nbsp;stand up to the class&amp;nbsp;bully and his gang.&amp;nbsp;But when he&amp;nbsp;realizes&amp;nbsp;what Eli is and what she needs to do to survive, he's faced with a choice.&amp;nbsp;Fleeing to survive&amp;nbsp;has been Eli's way for so long, she finds herself faced with a choice of her&amp;nbsp;own.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;I watched it is Swedish with subtitles. Can't even tell you how the dubbed version is. &lt;img alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/annoyed.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm just not a fan of dubbed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;This image reminds me of Eli--only without the piercings and kickass tat. &lt;img alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/excited.gif" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="600" width="400" border="0" alt="" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/966/966532rbf16hzk6v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>rhyska @ 2009-03-23T19:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T02:38:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T02:39:09Z</updated>
    <category term="happy birthday"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;I know its &lt;span style="color: #00ccff"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; late, &lt;span style="color: #ffcc00"&gt;Solaniisrex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;but I still want&amp;nbsp;to wish you a very&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ff0066"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="397" alt="" width="394" border="0" src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/257/257724qzzhy39no4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>And the Creep-o-meter hit 20...</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T19:55:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T19:22:16Z</updated>
    <category term="girls night out"/>
    <category term="weird dudeds"/>
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    <lj:music>30 seconds to Mars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="288" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/287/287211ipgq7zwzx3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;Now, I've run into people I don't like, but&amp;nbsp;I take my time about deciding that kind of thing. I watch them and look for any redeeming qualities. I don't just write people off for being annoying--I worked in retail for crying out loud. I'd have to write everyone off if I did--myself included. But you know, I've never met anyone that made me want to vacate the premisis or poke them with something very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: red"&gt;sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: red"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #ff6600"&gt;pointy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;That happened this past Sunday. I was the designated driver--just in case there was any hard drinkin' for a night at the volunteer &lt;span style="color: red"&gt;fireman's ball&lt;/span&gt;. Total bust, btw. Live music was good, the fact that everyone there was over 50 was not so good, and then there was the slide show of horrible accidents flashing just above the dance floor--down right &lt;span style="color: #ffcc00"&gt;mood kill&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: #33cc00"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;It was a good thing we had dinner first, because that was fun, but now my me and sis&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;her friends Kate and Haley were waiting on our fifth guest who I will call, &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;. We sat by the door so we could stop her from paying to get in--'cause the plan was to go do something else far, far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We noticed a crush of people waiting in the alcove to pay to get inside the hall. A tall guy, with brown hair and eyes&amp;nbsp;wearing&amp;nbsp;sandals &lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #ffcc00"&gt;0_o;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #ff6600"&gt;wtf?] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;of all things&amp;nbsp;on a windy and rainy night. He&amp;nbsp;stood to the back with a pair of dancing shoes dangling in his hand. Whatever, the slide show was weird, what could possibly be worse? And then my sis' friend came in and got in line. &lt;span style="color: #33cc00"&gt;Mister Dancin' Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;got right up behind her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: red"&gt;&amp;gt;0&amp;lt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt; Ew... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got up to meet &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;when &lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt;Mr. Dancin' Shoes &lt;/span&gt;hugs my sis. We all stop dead in our tracks and eyeball him. Apparently, &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;brought her boyfriend whom she broke up with on &lt;span style="color: #00ccff"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;... Wish she had a cell phone, 'cause these are the moments where being prepared really counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he looked like he wanted to hug Haley too--sucks being the cute one--but she ducked behind my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;super &lt;span style="color: #ff0066"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;--oh, yes it exists and it works very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood there while&amp;nbsp;Flash--my sis--explained to &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;why we were leaving this oh, so dull party and somehow, we ended up deciding on going to a nearby restaurant for desert and coffee. Truth be told, one look at &lt;span style="color: #33cc00"&gt;Mr. Dancin' Shoes&lt;/span&gt; and I was ready to end the night. &amp;nbsp;I didn't really want to be in the same restaurant much less the same table, but that wasn't the way that worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;The four of us got to the restaurant first and found ourselves seated next to the only other table being used. I guess it was a super slow night if we were the only other guests. &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: #33cc00"&gt;Mister Dancin' Shoes &lt;/span&gt;got there last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;We were all sitting at a round table. I got to sit across from Mister Weirdy so I got a good look at him. Kate sat next to me, then Haley, then&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt;Mr.&amp;nbsp;Creepy McDancin' Shoes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Miss Innocent &lt;/span&gt;and then my sis, Flash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man sure&amp;nbsp;could stir up a whole batch of uncomfortableness and instant dislike. From the moment we got in the car and while we were alone in the restaurant the four of us were like &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;nbsp;None of us had ever met the guy, but now that we had... &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;is 24, &lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt;Mr. Creepy &lt;/span&gt;is a divorced&amp;nbsp;42 year old.&amp;nbsp;I realize that age is just a number, but when you have so little life experience this is just a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;bad idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;met him at a ballroom dancing class and&amp;nbsp;he's her dancing partner.&amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure that's why she never saw this weirdy coming. Ballroom dancing requires you to move as one, and the guy does the leading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;So&amp;nbsp;not only does&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;have to allow him&amp;nbsp;entry into her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffcc00"&gt;personal space&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;she had to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #00cccc"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;. I can't fathom any other reason this guy could get past her &lt;span style="color: red"&gt;creep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;-o-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red"&gt;meter &lt;/span&gt;other than constant exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dessert was where things got interesting.&amp;nbsp;Like I said, I was in a good position to watch him.&amp;nbsp;He liked being surrounded by younger girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;A lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;. He tried talking to everyone. Kate was pretty quiet. She tried really hard not to say anything that would hurt&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent, &lt;/span&gt;but she wasn't especially thrilled with &lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt;Mr. Creepy Sandalman&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash&amp;nbsp;would talk to both him and &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;and she'd was the one holding up most of the conversation,&amp;nbsp;because &lt;span style="color: #33cc00"&gt;Mr Creepy McWTF&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;kept leaning over to Haley and whispering to her throughout dessert. Haley was pretty clipped with&amp;nbsp;her replies&amp;nbsp;and not thrilled with the attention.&amp;nbsp;And I definitely understood why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is he&amp;nbsp;setting off everyone's &lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;perv &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red"&gt;alarm&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;there's little&amp;nbsp;to no music in the restaurant and the two other guys that were sitting in a&amp;nbsp;nearby table had already gone.&amp;nbsp;There was no real&amp;nbsp;reason for &lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt;Mr&amp;nbsp;Creepy&amp;nbsp;McDanin' Shoes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;to behave as he did. He hardly talked to &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent &lt;/span&gt;and she was his girlfriend! He sure wasn't leaning in her direction and he didn't even pay for her dessert which he ate half of! For a guy who was just dumped and them taken back, this was beyond rude and ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So were his commments about, &amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #ff6600"&gt;I like 24 year olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Eww, no kidding... and my favorite, &amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #ff6600"&gt;Haley, I love that name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;um,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;quadruple eww!&amp;nbsp;And his attempts to get&amp;nbsp;Haley to sing the &lt;span style="color: yellow"&gt;Rubber Ducky&lt;/span&gt; song? Yeah, I&amp;nbsp;know &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We split from the missmatched duo straight after and couldn't stop talking about &lt;span style="color: #33cc00"&gt;Creepy McWeirdyShoes&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;You know that feeling you get when you walk down a dark alley alone? Well, that's&amp;nbsp;the kind of&amp;nbsp;creepy assed vibe he was sending.&amp;nbsp;We checked out his &lt;span style="color: #33ccff"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, which seemed geared for younger chicks. Haley was distressed when she recognized a picture of her sis at a Christian cafe taken during band night--a night when all the highschoolers come and listen to whatever band happens to be passing through on their way to Vancouver or Seattle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more than a little disturbed that the guy says he's networking from Bellingham, but goes all the way to Stanwood for ballroom dancing and spends his Saturday nights in the company of young highschool girls. Good thing the place is crawlin' with chaperones. But&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;guess that's half the problem. Other than being tall and angular, he's pretty non-descript. They probably consider him a chaperone, too. And he's intense for someone with such&amp;nbsp;mousy coloring. When he looks at you, you feel a little defiled and more than a little gross--especially if you were Haley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was his &lt;span style="color: #00ccff"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; movie list. I don't know any straight man who would admit, much less list romantic comedies and romantic dramas as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;majority &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;of his favorite movies. Must be an appeal to sensitivity or some shit like that. Most of the girls on his list are &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent's&lt;/span&gt; age. Honestly though, with a quote like this as his tag line how could anyone mistake what it is he's after? &amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;There's no religion but sex and mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;sic...Sting&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a would-be Christian singer, that's kind of an &lt;span style="color: #00cccc"&gt;oxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: #ff6600"&gt;moron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;, sweet &lt;span style="color: #ff6666"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;...There's a guy out there for you. So please don't waste your kisses on this creepy assed &lt;span style="color: #009900"&gt;frog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="296" alt="" width="262" border="0" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/800/800230cdoyt6ex3q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: The Kids' Section</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T06:57:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T06:57:31Z</updated>
    <category term="kids&amp;apos; movies"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What was your favorite movie when you were a kid? Is it still your favorite now that you're older?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=817'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=817"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
When I was a kid, I loved to watch The Labyrinth. I loved fairies and I&amp;nbsp;was a sucker for anything Jim Henson had a hand&amp;nbsp;in--which is most definitely&amp;nbsp;why I&amp;nbsp;lurve Farscape.&amp;nbsp;I used to go over to my friends house all the time and watch it. Drove my parents crazy :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've got my own copy, I&amp;nbsp;watch it&amp;nbsp;from time to time, but not as often as I&amp;nbsp;used to. I would say my current comfort movie would be Howl's Moving Castle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, no matter what my age, it seems like I&amp;nbsp;just liked to escape dull old reality.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Really, Truly</title>
    <published>2009-03-13T21:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T07:30:16Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you believe in true love? What about love at first sight?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=814'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=814"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
So weird, this thing wouldn't let me post...Anyhoo ------&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do believe in love and in love at first sight. Why? My dad joined the navy, sailed all the way around the world and met my mom. Three days later he proposed. They were together until she passed away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know, seriously insane and definitely the exception, but still--proof enough&amp;nbsp;to me that love exists.&amp;nbsp;Will I&amp;nbsp;ever find love? I hope so.&amp;nbsp;Though I honestly&amp;nbsp;think that you have to believe that you &lt;strong&gt;will &lt;/strong&gt;find&amp;nbsp;love. You have to have hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know so many people that have settle for something less, all because they'd rather be with the first&amp;nbsp;dope&amp;nbsp;the come across rather than be alone. But&amp;nbsp;there's no substitute for genuine love and its not something you can fake, either.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Cosmo Question...</title>
    <published>2009-03-12T00:37:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T00:40:12Z</updated>
    <category term="weird things girls do"/>
    <category term="cosmo"/>
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    <lj:music>Just watchin Supernatural...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Okay, so I saw this online &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;Cosmo&lt;/font&gt; article about what weirds out, or just plain confuses guys when they visit a girl's flat. &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;Yes,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;I really am that bored...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="447" alt="" width="427" border="0" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/924/924875fqzs1iyjgw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#ffcc00"&gt;Rooms that look like a peptobismo grenade went off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Okay, now this makes sense to me, because I am just not a fan of pink, girly pink, fluffy cotton candy &lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;pink&lt;/font&gt;. It kinda makes me want to puke. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Tampons in lying in plain sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Yeah, I wouldn't want to see that, either. It's hardly something that needs to be left out, unless the girl is suffering from the never ending period... &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;@_@&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Yikes!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Bags of cotton balls...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm assuming they have no idea what a girl does with a bag of cotton balls--which is&amp;nbsp;kind of funny, because&amp;nbsp;they can only be purchased&amp;nbsp;by the&amp;nbsp;bag. They don't exactly come by the dozen. &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Chicks use them for make-up application and removal, first aid, and maybe even art projects for the &lt;font color="#00cccc"&gt;seriously bored.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Pointy little heels left lying around...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most guys I know leave a whole bunch of shit lying around, so I'm not sure where this one's coming from. Except maybe steppin' on dirty clothes is less painful than tripping over a pair of stilletos. &lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;Yeouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Having closets filled with 3 of everything and still complaining about having nothing to wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Since my closet is the size of a small footlocker, I don't actually know what this is like. Though it sounds as if&amp;nbsp;this chick&amp;nbsp;needs to do some &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;closet weeding&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Wasting kitchen counterspace with fake flowers, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Yeah, don't know what this one's like either. My sis has a cat and the last thing I need is a hundred dollar bill from the vet for pumping the hairy beast's stomach after ingesting fake plants or other items that may have made it into his mouth. &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;x_x&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Blech!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Too many deco pillows...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's kind of funny. I guess from a guy's stand point too many pillows is pretty &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;frou frou&lt;/font&gt;. Though I've got to say, a smart guy knows that&amp;nbsp;pillows can be quite handy on&amp;nbsp;the floor. &lt;font color="#00cccc"&gt;xD&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#ffff33"&gt;hahahahaah&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Stuffed animals on beds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Some dude said he felt like a pervert for hooking up with a girl when he had to move her stuffed animal off the bed. Why? Its an &lt;strong&gt;inanimate object&lt;/strong&gt;. How exactly is that any weirder than&amp;nbsp;having a collection&amp;nbsp;of Spawn figurines or those &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;creepy as fuck&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;figurines&amp;nbsp;from Hellraiser?&amp;nbsp;If chicks can put up with that, then dudes can deal with the stuffed critters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Girly picture frames and photos everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;One guy said, he didn't understand slapping pictures with girly frames every where. Might&amp;nbsp;as well&amp;nbsp;get a photo album.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;This one I just didn't understand. In point fact, I'd say this guy wasn't really into the chick he was visiting. I mean seriously! Most places have sterile &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;white&lt;/font&gt; walls--courtesy of landlord rules. Hangin' a few pictures up is just about the only thing we're allowed to do when we rent. And unless the pictures are of a bunch of ex-boyfriends, &lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;what's the big deal?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Isn't it an easy conversation starter?&amp;nbsp;A way to&amp;nbsp;find out where a girl's been, who&amp;nbsp;her friends and family are...it's kind of a no brainer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogContent" style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="blogContentInfo" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="600" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="left" width="60"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Supernatural-Seasons-1-3-Jared-Padalecki/dp/B001DJLCZY%3FSubscriptionId%3D10YFNG2YAAQ0VTNNR4R2%26tag%3Dmyspace08-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB001DJLCZY"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51iBjECCXkL._SL75_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="left"&gt;Currently&amp;nbsp;watching:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Supernatural-Seasons-1-3-Jared-Padalecki/dp/B001DJLCZY%3FSubscriptionId%3D10YFNG2YAAQ0VTNNR4R2%26tag%3Dmyspace08-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB001DJLCZY"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;Supernatural - Seasons 1-3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release date:&amp;nbsp;2008-09-02&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Miss Manners</title>
    <published>2009-03-06T09:47:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-06T09:47:54Z</updated>
    <category term="technology"/>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <category term="manners"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What recently developed technology—cell phones, wi-fi, laptops, handheld gaming devices, etc.—do you think has had the worst influence on how people behave in public?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=804'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=804"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
The answer to that is a big fat yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waitress as part of my job at a B-n-B and there is nothing more disruptive than hearing someone's cellphone go off constantly in a small dining room. I've seen people answer their phone and leave a room to finish a conversation and that's perfectly fine. What's not fine, is answering an obnoxiously loud cellphone and proceeding to have a very loud one-sided conversation in the dining room. Honestly, no one cares.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought it was counterproductive of people &amp;nbsp;to come all the way to a b-n-b, only to spend all weekend staring at their blackberries/laptops, or whatever. Here's a thought,&amp;nbsp;turn the freaking thing off and&amp;nbsp;spend some time&amp;nbsp;with your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and theaters. Nothing pisses me off more than seeing people talking/texting, or whatever during a movie. They could at least set their phone on vibrate or set the display setting to low instead of super bright.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rhyska:47434</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Deal or No Deal</title>
    <published>2009-03-06T01:46:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-06T02:09:14Z</updated>
    <category term="dealbreakers"/>
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    <category term="relationships"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's on your list of dealbreakers when it comes to romantic relationships?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=803'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=803"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cheating and Lying--for obvious reasons. I'm sure that's a dealbreaker for everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hygene--if there is a stank cloud following you everywhere, you are definitely not getting anywhere with me--much less near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I can't get in a word edgewise and suddenly I'm being bombarded with religiousity and political BS that I am supposed to agree with, I'm going to roll my eyes. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I&amp;nbsp;go to dinner with a guy for the first time and he orders my food... xP Yeah, not cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they have no sense of humor whatsoever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General dislikes: Music haters, animal haters, crazy psycho-stalkers,&amp;nbsp;mentally and physically abusive fucktards.&amp;nbsp; A guy that cannot or will not get along with my friends or family. Yep thats it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rhyska:47335</id>
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    <title>Poop!</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T00:32:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T00:32:02Z</updated>
    <category term="car issues"/>
    <lj:music>there is no music in poop land...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="246" src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1372/1372548xg0u3dhyx7.png" width="229" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;So I took my Jeep into the shop. Got the oil changed and took care of what was&amp;nbsp;setting off my engine light and guess what? Needs a tune up and other goodies repaired and replaced...Sigh. When will&amp;nbsp;the car problems&amp;nbsp;end? Who am I kidding? Upkeep never ends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Desert Island Time</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T06:09:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T06:09:39Z</updated>
    <category term="dvds"/>
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    <lj:music>Lenka ~ Knock, knock</lj:music>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're packing your bag for that magical desert island that happens to have electricity, a TV, and a DVD player—what five DVDs do you take with you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=800'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=800"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Hrm... If I&amp;nbsp;was stuck on a desert island, I'd need&amp;nbsp;dvd's with laughs. Lots and lots of laughs :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Bedazzeled&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;nbsp;Galaxy Quest&lt;br /&gt;2&amp;nbsp;Hot Fuzz&lt;br /&gt;4 Shaun of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;5 10 Inch Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by some freak chance I could squeeze in a box set or two, I'd take Aria and Supernatural ^-^</content>
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    <title>Hrm...</title>
    <published>2009-03-01T06:41:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-01T06:41:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saturday night...The first saturday&amp;nbsp;night I've had off in ages and it's a bust. Should've gone to that girls night out I was invited too, 'cept that I'd have to be sober and pleasant come morning and I'm&amp;nbsp;not too sure that would have happened. [grumbles] Darn job. [Grumbles some more] I need a life... Like&amp;nbsp;bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have made some head way cleaning my room--man, does that sound bad. I have unearthed my desk and can now see it. It's amazing the amount of crap a person accumulates over a life time. Lots of stuff went to goodwill, some stuff I sold, and some just found their way into the garbage. It's harder letting go of the stuff I&amp;nbsp;found from Japan.&amp;nbsp;Or of my old sketches. I'm quite glad I found them intact.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And yet there is still a small mountain of paper and old journals sitting on my desk...it's like the cleaning never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was airing out my room, I thought back on how I've dealt with people these last two years. I&amp;nbsp;think I avoid them. Not sure why, but I can find all sorts of reasons not&amp;nbsp;to hang out. Work is an ever popular excuse.&amp;nbsp;Being broke is also an excellent excuse. Especially lately. Both my jobs are seasonal&amp;nbsp;so my excuses are believable. But the stupid thing is,&amp;nbsp;after I decline invitations to hang out with new people I've just met,&amp;nbsp;I bitch about not having anything to do later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how ridiculous I am.</content>
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    <title>Randomness...</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T08:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T08:06:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's 11:30 at night and I just got home from work--my second job at the movie theater. It's freakin' snowing outside! Now I have nothing against it, 'cause yeah, snow's pretty and all, but for crying out loud, why does it always snow when I gotta take my car into the shop? Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little yellow light has been bothering me for about three months now. I know, I know. Should have gotten it looked at a loooooong time ago. Thing is, my car is perfect. Runs great, sounds fine, no weird rattling sounds or strange anythings. Apparently with the new cars where lots of stuff is computerized a fumes escaping from a hole the size of a pin in some random tubem, or whatever, will set off the darn light. Instead of forking over $210 for a tune up, which is what I think my car needs. I'm forking over $82 to get them to diagnose whatever code has been setting off the engine light. Well, that and a $40 oil change. At the very least, that'll be taken care of. I'm gonna be pissed if they tell me it just needs a tune up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing terribly exciting is going on in my life--which means absolutely nothing has changed since before my computer crashed. Well, except for getting a second job--which willcome in handy for pay back Bestbuy and flipping the bill for my car problems. Hooray for that. Though you are right, Bryn. Sure does eat up a lot of my time--and muse juice. Haven't been able to properly re-write the chapter that I&amp;nbsp;lost when my computer crashed and the muse won't let me skip ahead till I&amp;nbsp;fix the mess I made. Such a stubborn thing! Really need to get back into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are still a bit slow around here and&amp;nbsp;won't really start to hop until March. When April comes around it'll be crazy non stop until Fall. Not really sure what I'll be able to do or where I'll be able to go in the middle of all that mess. I was really hoping to visit the islands just off of Anacortes. Can't believe I've lived here all this time and never been to Port Townsend or Victoria BC. I wanna get a look at it before&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Winter Olympics go into full swing.&amp;nbsp;I think maybe I'd like to visit my dad this year, just in case he can't visit me and my sis. Maybe I'll even be able to see San Antonio. Maybe. Best get all my bills paid before hatching any plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Valentine's :]</title>
    <published>2009-02-14T08:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-14T08:32:38Z</updated>
    <category term="valentines day"/>
    <lj:music>Lights~February Air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay, I'm super tired,&amp;nbsp; but I couldn't go to sleep first without saying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#ff6666"&gt;Happy Valentines Day!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="387" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1968/1968473szvj3g5yhr.jpg" width="298" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Aloha :]</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T23:03:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T23:03:23Z</updated>
    <category term="hello"/>
    <category term="movie trailers"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;Bwa hahahahaha! I am back! And I have an internet connection once more &lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;cries buckets of tears--err, happy tears&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Does anyone have any idea what ethernet is? Me, no idea, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;but apparently if you want to get online, it's a must have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Doesn't seem like much is changed since I was last online, the money world is still freaking out. Seriously all, take a nice deep breath and remember Douglas Adams' wise, wise words. Don't Panic &lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;stated in big, friendly letters&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;If the world and everyone in it could just sit back and chill &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;for a bit, they'd feel a whole lot better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Nothing new really going on for me. 'Cept that I am the new Poster Harpy at work. You'd think that'd give me a head trip or something, but really, it's just kind of annoying. I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up the most hated or at the very least, I might end up setting some posters on fire. It'll keep me warm what with all the random snow flurries coming down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Inspite of that, I still get a kick out of movies.&amp;nbsp;Brand spankin new movies.&amp;nbsp;Yeah, I know. I have no life. Just work and writing--for the moment. Must pay bills and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Anyway, here's a few of my favorite up and coming flicks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The distrubuters are bein' mean so you gotta follow the links to the trailers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt;&lt;a target="_self" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fN7x0xCo4E8"&gt;Land of the Lost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Will Ferrell. Need I say more? This looks totally hilarious and I am always in need of a good laugh :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=puXPozd-kuc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt; : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;'m a little skeptical about JJ Abrams revamping the original series, but I must say, the trailer is impressive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt;&lt;a target="_self" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sl2lmFPBGN8"&gt;Last House on the Left&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#003399"&gt;&amp;nbsp;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;A remake of a seventies horror flick. Actually, the premise is interesting. Exactly how far would you go to get back at the people who hurt someone dear to you? Ever seen Otis? Yeah, not as amusing, but definitely just as twisted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#003399"&gt;&lt;a target="_self" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKVqPzm134U"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;GI Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#003399"&gt;&amp;nbsp;: &lt;/font&gt;I am so excited about this one. It looks good and it has a stellar cast. &lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9966"&gt;chants mantra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff66" style="background-color: #ffffff"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt; Please don't suck! Please don't suck! Please don't suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Merry Christmas :]</title>
    <published>2008-12-25T02:22:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Hello all! ^-^ I am, in fact, alive. My internet connection--not so much. *shrugs* Oh, well. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Just wanted to wish all my buds&amp;nbsp;a very Merry Christmas, or Happy Hannukah, or Winter Solstice, or Kwanzaa, or whatever. Party safe and try not to get buried under a blizzard. The St. Bernards are sparse 'round these parts and so's the booze they carry. ;) *chuckles*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdsaXR0ZXItZ3JhcGhpY3MuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img height="457" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1791/1791353vpmkpknplz.gif" width="402" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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