<?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-15450126</id><updated>2011-08-19T09:11:27.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life ramblings from a lesbian geek</title><subtitle type='html'>all the gooey mush from inside my brain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113693134384377288</id><published>2006-01-10T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:15:43.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ooops</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 120px; background: #770022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 108px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 92px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 106px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 200px; background: #990022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 72px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113693134384377288?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113693134384377288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113693134384377288&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113693134384377288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113693134384377288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2006/01/ooops.html' title='ooops'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113683814347803355</id><published>2006-01-09T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:22:23.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>goodtimes</title><content type='html'>This is some of the gang celebrating carlos' birthday.  Notice my hair???..This picture was actually taken the day before I chopped it all off into my hawk!  Weird for me to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/the%20gang.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/400/the%20gang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113683814347803355?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113683814347803355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113683814347803355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113683814347803355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113683814347803355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2006/01/goodtimes.html' title='goodtimes'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113640070233581969</id><published>2006-01-04T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:51:42.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and it begins</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since i have had a regular post here.  I am almost scared to write...everything seems soo good right now...not perfect, but good.  I like that.  Home front is going extremely well.  Me and jul seems to be finally getting back to the friendship I have so badly missed with her.  I hope she knows that I will always love her and I will always have a special place for her in my life.  I've joined a gym...Which does and doesn't suck at the same time.  I love the burning hurting feeling while I work out..its the exhausted hurting after the workout I'm not to fond of...oh well, I know the results will be worth it.  The best part of working out is my workout partners and all the girl talk ( i don't mean we talk like girls I mean we talk ABOUT girls!!!)  Which brings me to the social life...I especially don't want to jinx this...all is going GOOD!  goodtimes..good friends!&lt;br /&gt;2006 looks bright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113640070233581969?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113640070233581969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113640070233581969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113640070233581969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113640070233581969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-it-begins.html' title='and it begins'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113639405533996577</id><published>2006-01-04T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:00:55.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moppit.com.au/website/images/girls/mother_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.moppit.com.au/website/images/girls/mother_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113639405533996577?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113639405533996577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113639405533996577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113639405533996577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113639405533996577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2006/01/cute.html' title='cute'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113570813596079392</id><published>2005-12-27T12:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:28:55.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wait for it....</title><content type='html'>I have lots to post about the wonderful christmas weekend we had.  Just not right now...lol...Still too tired and still recovering...it'll come.  Here is at least a picture of my (not so little) man taken on christmas day.  Watch out ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/39/77426582_b44f181391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/39/77426582_b44f181391.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113570813596079392?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113570813596079392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113570813596079392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113570813596079392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113570813596079392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/wait-for-it.html' title='wait for it....'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113570780868045468</id><published>2005-12-27T12:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:23:28.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>job well done</title><content type='html'>My boss....the one that hates me....the one that I'm not to fond of either...the one that reaks of homophobia...actually gave me an outstanding review today...hmmmm...makes me feel almost uneasy....I mean, not to toot my own horn, I know I deserved it for my performance today BUT...still, was unexpected comng from her.  Oh well, I'll try to not be so paranoid and enjoy the compliments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113570780868045468?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113570780868045468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113570780868045468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113570780868045468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113570780868045468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/job-well-done_27.html' title='job well done'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113517167521980849</id><published>2005-12-21T07:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T07:31:01.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>job well done</title><content type='html'>And they say kids now-a-days are only up to bad....&lt;a href="http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=14604"&gt;kudos to the creativity of these 3 teens&lt;/a&gt;.  Keep it up, people get paid millions to do the exact same thing in hollywood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this &lt;a href="http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=14607"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;...ummmm.yeah, not so much..get a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113517167521980849?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113517167521980849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113517167521980849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113517167521980849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113517167521980849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/job-well-done.html' title='job well done'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113467203089745753</id><published>2005-12-15T12:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T12:40:30.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bah humbug</title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;START&lt;/strong&gt; my christmas shopping tonight.  How many days till??? Like 10 or something but we celebrate a couple of days prior in order to accommodate everyone's busy, have to visit all the in-laws, hectic christmas DAY schedule....so, what, that like leaves me less than 7 days....lol....fun fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of my list I know either exactly or have a pretty good idea what I am on the look out for.  But...the 2-3 that I have no ideas for...ummm..yeah..I have NO ideas for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully while I am out gathering the majority the other ideas will just hit me...crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy - Happy - Joy - Joy....(take that while it lasts cause after facing the carnage of greedy rude crowds i will not be in a very good mood myself.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113467203089745753?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113467203089745753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113467203089745753&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;TEN YEARS AGO&lt;br /&gt;1 I was changing my sons dirty diapers.&lt;br /&gt;2 I was shy and timid.&lt;br /&gt;3 I was trying to convince myself I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;4 I lived my life for others instead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;5 I was 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE YEARS AGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I was recovering from my 4th knee surgery&lt;br /&gt;2 I hated my job.&lt;br /&gt;3 I was partying way too much.&lt;br /&gt;4 I had accepted my true lesbian self.&lt;br /&gt;5 I was 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I listened to lesbian drama but at least it wasnt mine.&lt;br /&gt;2 I laughed so hard I nearly choked to death.&lt;br /&gt;3 I drank a red beer.&lt;br /&gt;4 I visited Neil in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;5 I worked a 12 hour day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;edited&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;convo that took place following this original post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HER      [4:50 P.M.]:  lol&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:50 P.M.]:  just quietly&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:50 P.M.]:  10 years ago&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:50 P.M.]:  i was 14&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:50 P.M.]:  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME       [4:51 P.M.]:  ouch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:51 P.M.]:  lol&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:51 P.M.]:  thought you might like that&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:51 P.M.]:  i was in year 9&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:51 P.M.]:  and had only just had my first real kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME       [4:51 P.M.]:  ok you can stop now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:51 P.M.]:  hadnt been in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:52 P.M.]:  ummm&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:52 P.M.]:  had a curfew of 9pm&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:52 P.M.]:  ummmmm&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:52 P.M.]:  and never wanted to leave home lol&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:53 P.M.]:  five years ago i was 19&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:53 P.M.]:  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME       [4:53 P.M.]:  babbbyyyyy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:53 P.M.]:  ok ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME       [4:53 P.M.]:  my blood pressure remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER      [4:53 P.M.]:  ooopsss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113451727813742284?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113451727813742284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113451727813742284&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113451727813742284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113451727813742284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/remember-when_13.html' title='remember when....'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113443367154750013</id><published>2005-12-12T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:27:51.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm...red beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gasolinealleyantiques.com/cartoon/images/Disney/265-611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.gasolinealleyantiques.com/cartoon/images/Disney/265-611.jpg" border="0"alt="" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.decodeunicode.org/data/glyph/196x196/002B.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.decodeunicode.org/data/glyph/196x196/002B.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubmarket.com/Uploads/MY_IMAGES/63091055951287025/Michelob_Ultra_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.clubmarket.com/Uploads/MY_IMAGES/63091055951287025/Michelob_Ultra_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a red beer weekend, let me tell ya.  Poker party at the house on friday night (in which I lost my ass off) and out with girls to shake our groove thangs on saturday night at the Copa then Partners (have avoided the lesbian bars for some time now just because of all the drama that seems to linger around there but it was actually a good night for the most part....lots of womensszzz!)  Red beer after red beer led to two quite intoxicating evenings.  Goodtimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am slightly pissed (drunk)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/34/72469067_3aa18efe82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/72469067_3aa18efe82.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113443367154750013?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113443367154750013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113443367154750013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113443367154750013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113443367154750013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/mmmmred-beer.html' title='mmmm...red beer'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113415204854608905</id><published>2005-12-09T12:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:22:48.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>brrrrrr!</title><content type='html'>The first snow of the season has hit Oklahoma and its friggin' cold!!!!    I need a cuddle buddy....asap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/34/71927158_5caff536d1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/71927158_5caff536d1_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/34/71927159_2bd276a13a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/71927159_2bd276a13a_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113415204854608905?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113415204854608905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113415204854608905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113415204854608905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113415204854608905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/brrrrrr.html' title='brrrrrr!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113406398287239788</id><published>2005-12-08T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:46:22.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gapingvoid.com/Moveable_Type/archives/zzzbambam34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.gapingvoid.com/Moveable_Type/archives/zzzbambam34.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that didn't take long, did it?....My pissed off rage is now over!  All seems to be good on the home front and the tension has lessened.  *does the happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intentions are never to purposely hurt anyone but at the same time I have to think about my own happiness.  I didn't risk losing everything important to me (i.e...family support, my son, etc.) by coming out almost 10 years ago just to muddle through life and be either unhappy in a relationship or even content.  I risked it all....now I want it all.  i don't mean to hurt anyone as I sort through things to find my true happiness but unfortunately it has happened and more than likely will happen again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want much....in fact, my biggest problem is that most people tend to want to give me too much.  They shower me with love and affection and in my mnd...suffocate me.  I just want a simple happy relationship mixed with a health dose of individualism and independence.  Is that too much...or in this case...not enough to ask for????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah...and on with this thing called life.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113406398287239788?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113406398287239788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113406398287239788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113406398287239788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113406398287239788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/now-that-didnt-take-long-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113397355950657681</id><published>2005-12-07T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T10:51:34.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK THE FRICK OFF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.habitualmurder.com/pics/shirt/mensback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.habitualmurder.com/pics/shirt/mensback.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;strong&gt;WARNING:  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What follows is a complete rant out of pissed off emotions.  If, for whatever reason, you feel that the following applies to you, please, do not take it too personally.  This blog is where I rant, yell, inform, and celebrate.  If it bothers you then don't read it&lt;/em&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pride myself on being one of the most laid back easy going people I know. I try to look at issues/conflict/problems with the outlook "is this &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; something to get worked up about?"  Believe me I can get mad but it takes alot and a valid reason to get me there usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have been this furious in a long time.  I have gotten "in trouble" from a number of different people (usually whoever the current sig. nif. is at the time)for putting up walls or not opening up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really tried to work on this and not be so ready to have that barrier BUT if there is one thing that can cause me to build that wall extra high and extra thick is to envade my personal space or suffocate me and my bubble....BACK THE FRICK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to tell or show you something then I will....don't be some sneaky mole trying to get the scoop.  &lt;br /&gt;Friends share things...keyword "share"..not take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't accuse me of not being a friend when I'm not the one snooping and STILL getting mad when NOTHING is found....WTF???????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113397355950657681?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113397355950657681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113397355950657681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113397355950657681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113397355950657681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-frick-off.html' title='BACK THE FRICK OFF!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113390278279060459</id><published>2005-12-06T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:59:42.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the breakup</title><content type='html'>I love her to death.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank her for tying to be understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I just want my best friend back.&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to end the romantic part of "us".&lt;br /&gt;I believe we are both strong enough to endure.&lt;br /&gt;Once again I become a "me" instead of an "us".&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm cursed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113390278279060459?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113390278279060459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113390278279060459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113390278279060459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113390278279060459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/breakup.html' title='the breakup'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113353987740462340</id><published>2005-12-02T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:42:01.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>afternoon sex..errr...i mean ...delight</title><content type='html'>Ever hear an old song back from your childhood that you stop and think ":ohhhh, I love this song" and you start hummin and singing along and then in the middle of singing it you, for the first time, realize what the song is actually about.  Because back in your young innocent years it was just a catchy tune that made ya tap your foot but come to find out all along you were an 8 yr old singing about shaggin in the middle of the day...bumpin uglies in the sunlight ...makin some friction at noon time...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;Afternoon Delight&lt;br /&gt;The Starland Vocal Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;gonna grab some afternoon delight.&lt;br /&gt;My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right.&lt;br /&gt;Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.&lt;br /&gt;When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.&lt;br /&gt;And you know the night is always gonna be there any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to a little afternoon delight.&lt;br /&gt;Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out this morning feeling so polite&lt;br /&gt;I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite&lt;br /&gt;But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling&lt;br /&gt;a little afternoon delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be waiting for me baby when I come around.&lt;br /&gt;We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;c/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if my mom was secretly wondering if I actually knew what I was singing along to kind of like I wonder how much my 3 yr old niece knows as she repeats the lyrics to &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/blackeyedpeas/myhumps.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113353987740462340?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113353987740462340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113353987740462340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113353987740462340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113353987740462340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/afternoon-sexerrri-mean-delight.html' title='afternoon sex..errr...i mean ...delight'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113347076970297720</id><published>2005-12-01T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:59:29.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>old skool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/pacman.html"&gt;The classics never die!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113347076970297720?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113347076970297720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113347076970297720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113347076970297720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113347076970297720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/12/old-skool.html' title='old skool'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113337954337926850</id><published>2005-11-30T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:51:44.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sign me up</title><content type='html'>I think me and some of my comrades have figured out &lt;a href="http://www.local6.com/news/5426267/detail.html"&gt;our next business venture&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the first rule about the secret mobile strip club is don't talk about the secret mobile strip club" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the following is excerpts from the "business meeting" me and co-owner had*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ME       [2:13 P.M.]:  umm, no..it says "please hold and we will book your mobile stripper party shortly" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CO-OWNER [2:17 P.M.]:  just dont take the bus where the gordita's are... dont need the money shot up  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ME       [2:17 P.M.]:  we would so bank &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ME       [2:18 P.M.]:  could you make that fried chicken the "COMBO" *wink wink* meal, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO-OWNER [2:20 P.M.]:  we the captains of the mobile strip club gladly invite you to sit back and enjoy the show... please listen up for the next few rules!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CO-OWNER [2:18 P.M.]:  "all ya'll nasty mufucka's leave your firearms with the driver..anyone act crazy...you'll get shot with your own shyt!...enjoy the show!"  "please keep all arms and legs within the vehicle at all times...when the ride is over please exit to the left"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CO-OWNER  [2:23 P.M.]:  "for the mexican patrons:  in the event during the show we should experience a flat tire or some type of engine failure, please get the f*ck up and fix the problem, we will pause the music and the dancer will wait.  if it is fixed within a timely manner, you will receive one addtional dance without additional charge.  Thank you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113337954337926850?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113337954337926850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113337954337926850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113337954337926850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113337954337926850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/sign-me-up.html' title='sign me up'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113337706201289957</id><published>2005-11-30T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:57:42.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>gag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.umanitoba.ca/outreach/wisdomtooth/bad_breath.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.umanitoba.ca/outreach/wisdomtooth/bad_breath.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone really needs to tell my boss she has bad breath today.  I have only recently acquired the supervision of this new bossLady so I don't know if this is one time thing with her (I mean, I have very good hygiene practices but I am sure every once in awhile after a nice Italian meal or similar I might have a slight unattractive scent that I try to tend to ASAP) or if this is a chronic case of halitosis.  If the latter is the case then I am glad that I have had and am planning on having very few one on one &lt;em&gt;close encounters of the stank breath &lt;/em&gt;kind with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drhouser.com/images/bad%20breath%20nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.drhouser.com/images/bad%20breath%20nose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will step up for my own selfish reasons and just quietly place some breath mints on her desk...a nice subtle hint without the embarrassment of "Hey, put a mint in it, jota!"&lt;br /&gt;If the subtle hints don't see to be taken after my next face to face then I will need to bring out the big guns and be a little more assertive...oh yeah, folks....I'm talkin Doggie Mints!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doggoneclean.com/ProductImages/yipyap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.doggoneclean.com/ProductImages/yipyap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113337706201289957?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113337706201289957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113337706201289957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113337706201289957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113337706201289957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/gag.html' title='gag'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113277684706725576</id><published>2005-11-23T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T14:14:07.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not only...</title><content type='html'>Not only is she freakin' HOT but she's also an inspiration.  &lt;a href="http://www.zap2it.com/movies/news/story/0,1259,---27318,00.html"&gt;Charlize Theron says &lt;/a&gt;she and boyfriend won't marry until gays and lesbians can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boreders.com/images/aeonlow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.boreders.com/images/aeonlow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ruggedelegantliving.com/sf/a/images/Charlize.Theron.SAG.2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.ruggedelegantliving.com/sf/a/images/Charlize.Theron.SAG.2004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113277684706725576?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113277684706725576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113277684706725576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113277684706725576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113277684706725576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-only.html' title='not only...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113276811350155309</id><published>2005-11-23T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:48:33.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>another busy weekend</title><content type='html'>Today at 4:30pm officially starts my 4 day weekend.  Oh, yeah, that's how I roll!  It'll, of course, start off Thursday with family grub time...there goes the diet!  Friday WILL NOT be spent out in the madness of the devilistic shopping crowd...NO THANK YOU!  I used to do it but I easily get crankified in my old age so don't put me in a crowd of greedy people on a shopping spree mission...the outcome will not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is also the Bedlam Game.  OU can have the shittiest season and i will always be true to them BUT if there are only two games that I beg them to win it's to(1) Texas (which we already lost earlier in the season) and (2) OSU.  C'mon, boys, gimmee some of that SOONER MAGIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.a.cnn.net/si/2004/football/ncaa/10/30/ou.osu.ap/p1_fumble_ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i.a.cnn.net/si/2004/football/ncaa/10/30/ou.osu.ap/p1_fumble_ap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the game at my brothers house I will be kidnapping his oldest daughter, Madison, to spend some quality time with her aunt jennifer (said with a slight lisp by her...awwww...cute!).  Then Sunday is her 3rd birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43606475@N00/59538231/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/59538231_fb8c2e35c0_o.jpg" width="480" height="360" alt="prime seats" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113276811350155309?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113276811350155309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113276811350155309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113276811350155309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113276811350155309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-busy-weekend.html' title='another busy weekend'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113268194432040251</id><published>2005-11-22T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:52:24.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY stand-up queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.theatermania.com/images/show/img/021040img1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.theatermania.com/images/show/img/021040img1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://leftisloose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Morgan&lt;/a&gt; for directing me to yet another spot on the great world wide web that brought tears of laughter to my face.  (Why is it that my biggest laughs derive from anti-religous jokes?  I've said it before and I'll say it agin...I AM SUCH A HEATHEN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesusismagicthemovie.com/"&gt;Jesus &lt;em&gt;REALLY IS &lt;/em&gt;magic!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113268194432040251?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113268194432040251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113268194432040251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113268194432040251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113268194432040251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-stand-up-queen.html' title='MY stand-up queen'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113267762058802534</id><published>2005-11-22T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:40:20.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought...</title><content type='html'>Ya know, if the pilgrims had captured a cat instead of a turkey, we'd all be eating pussy for Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petworld.com.tw/cat/uploads/savt3f6efdf861a95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.petworld.com.tw/cat/uploads/savt3f6efdf861a95.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113267762058802534?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113267762058802534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113267762058802534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113267762058802534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113267762058802534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113260671053530943</id><published>2005-11-21T14:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:58:30.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday</title><content type='html'>So, goodtimes were had Saturday for my birthday.  The evening consisted of the following (not necessarily in this order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* dorothy, a few scarecrows, and a &lt;a href="http://www.thirdcoastmarketing.com/BingoOzPic4.JPG"&gt;cowardly lion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.nighttrips.com/onttour2.html"&gt;more pairs of boobies than I can count on both hands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a lap dance from &lt;a href="http://www.nighttrips.com/entertainers/devin.html"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* four bruises on three of my apendages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a &lt;a href="http://www.velvetmonkeysalon.com/velvetmonkeytoo.html"&gt;velvet monkey &lt;/a&gt;hair cutting session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://onfinite.com/libraries/365420/99d.jpg"&gt;many many beers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* me, &lt;a href="http://www.russellrush.com/pix-rush-082004-15.jpg"&gt;bustin a move &lt;/a&gt;or two on the dance floor (maybe that's where the bruises came from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/manchester/content/images/2004/09/27/lickin_shot_203_203x152.jpg"&gt;a drive by shooting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.crazychameleon.net/tattoo-pictures/albums/userpics/10027/thumb_DSC00524~0.JPG"&gt;tramp stamps&lt;/a&gt; (no, not mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* more beers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* relieving myself more than once in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.passionedsoul.com/fan/stuart/art/p3.jpg"&gt;stuart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to, MEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113260671053530943?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113260671053530943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113260671053530943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113260671053530943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113260671053530943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113258845926143339</id><published>2005-11-21T09:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T09:54:19.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just for your viewing pleasure..(and mine)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/gq1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/gq1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113258845926143339?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113258845926143339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113258845926143339&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113258845926143339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113258845926143339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-for-your-viewing-pleasureand-mine.html' title='just for your viewing pleasure..(and mine)'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113233205769903590</id><published>2005-11-18T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:41:22.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"don't tease the..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.definenormal.com/pride20c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.definenormal.com/pride20c.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken out to an early birthday dinner (early as in, my actual birthday isn't until Saturday, not early as in, early in the evening, because it was actually quite late as for the usual time dinner is consumed around my house and I was quite famished by the time my order arrived.)  anywhoo.  The restaurant chosen was based on our desire for a big juicy steak.  We don't regularly choose to eat at steak joints only for the reason that we seem to always prefer some south of the border fixins or high carb pasta places.  But tonight we wanted something different, something we hadn't had in awhile..hence the steaks.  Which were scrumptious, I felt like a lion with a fresh kill.&lt;br /&gt;We had two young girls waiting on us (one of them being trained by the others expertise).  I decided to be my usual quirky self and tease them.  Making jokes and comments that were obviously meant to be taken as flirtatious.  (No, I had no interest in either one of the girls, I just like to see how straight girls react when faced with another woman hitting on them).  Mission accomplished.  They both became giddy with delight, made more stops at our table than necessary, one of them asking me to get up and dance with her when the waitresses had to get up and do their "show", even showing a sad little face and asking "are you leaving me already" when we had asked for our check.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that I AM ALL THAT, but I do think we made those two girls' night just in the fact that they were being hit on by someone other than beer belly, hairy, rednecks.   &lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, wonder if they were secretly questioning their sexual identity as they crawled under the covers that night.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113233205769903590?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113233205769903590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113233205769903590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113233205769903590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113233205769903590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-tease.html' title='&quot;don&apos;t tease the...&quot;'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113223320351115676</id><published>2005-11-17T07:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T07:13:23.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hope</title><content type='html'>I feel like I can breathe again.&lt;br /&gt;A long needed talk took place about&lt;br /&gt;negative thoughts that were previously&lt;br /&gt;posted about.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good talk, one where I believe BOTH&lt;br /&gt;sides were heard.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the grip will be loosened&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't magically better BUT&lt;br /&gt;it's a positive feeling to know that both sides &lt;br /&gt;can and want to work together to try to make things better&lt;br /&gt;instead of automatically attacking and defending&lt;br /&gt;which in my experience has always been the case&lt;br /&gt;and never ends up good.&lt;br /&gt;Gives me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/300143/2/holding_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/300143/2/holding_hands.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113223320351115676?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113223320351115676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113223320351115676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113223320351115676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113223320351115676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/hope.html' title='hope'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113206000483967336</id><published>2005-11-15T07:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T07:06:52.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eh</title><content type='html'>It's been a litle bit since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Most of it negative.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can really put in here.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming up on the 19th.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to shout about, just getting older.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I might be cursed.&lt;br /&gt;Not about the getting older thing.&lt;br /&gt;About my other negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I feel lke growling.&lt;br /&gt;A Chewbacca kind of growl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113206000483967336?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113206000483967336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113206000483967336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113206000483967336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113206000483967336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/eh.html' title='eh'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113150836456572253</id><published>2005-11-08T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:55:39.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"my name in lights"</title><content type='html'>Curious&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  If you ask someone what is / was their ultimate dream job or occupation you might get a variety of different answers ranging anywhere on the spectrum from a brain surgeon, to a psychiatrist, to a prostitute (hey, not all of them could have fallen into the profession "accidentally"), to dolphin trainer, or even movie / rock / porn star.  All growing up  my true desire was to be batman...you know, the real batman.  Not catwoman, not batgirl (I mean who really took those two seriously???) but Batman.  I think it was all those wonderful toys.  Then I grew up and I didn't become batman...but hey, I still ended up with a lot of wonderful toys..ummm...different post at a different time...anyway, where was I?  Oh yeah, at different times in my life I thought it would be cool to be different things...I wanted to be an artist / graphic designer, I wanted to be a sports physical therapist, I wanted to be an advertising agent, I even wanted to be an accountant (damn what was I thinking on that one?)  &lt;br /&gt;But have you ever had a secret dream job that you were pretty much too embarrassed to admit...to anyone????  Something that you honestly thought you would not only be awesome at but would also love to do.  But something that wouldn't exactly be thought of as a high class / high paying  profession.  &lt;br /&gt;Of course this is leading to my all time, long lived secret desire that up until recently have never admitted to anyone.  I want to be a stand up comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fadetoblack.com/combingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fadetoblack.com/combingo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read that right....what a dork, huh?  The thing is that now that I have admitted it...outloud...to someone else besides me...it's like it has awakened the beast that has been sleeping within the pit of my soul.  It's all I think about...I research it, I (try) to write material, I keep my eyes and ears open looking for anything I can use, I obsess about it.&lt;br /&gt;And the bad part about it...if ever faced with an open mic and an audience, would I be able to perform...probably not.  I mean the dream is that I would stand silent for about 45 seconds....tell my first joke...hear the roar of laughter from beyond the lights shining on me, and then I soar, I'm on fire, you can't stop me....the crowd loves me.  I headline in Vegas, San Francisco, New York, everyone wants me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pepperstock.co.uk/cms/cmimages/img0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.pepperstock.co.uk/cms/cmimages/img0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's you dream job...embarrassing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(On a totally different note, my spell check suggested that I replace the word "batgirl" with "butcherly")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113150836456572253?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113150836456572253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113150836456572253&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113150836456572253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113150836456572253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-name-in-lights.html' title='&quot;my name in lights&quot;'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113138964108279129</id><published>2005-11-07T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:54:01.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>no, really??</title><content type='html'>You know this happens more than society wants to admit along with teammates being involved with each other in all sports.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalledger.com/artman/publish/article_27261514.shtml"&gt;NFL cheerleaders arrested for having sex with each other in bar bathroom &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113138964108279129?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113138964108279129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113138964108279129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113138964108279129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113138964108279129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-really.html' title='no, really??'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113137664870575126</id><published>2005-11-07T09:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:17:28.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>I hate change.  It makes me feel uneasy, uncertain, self-conscience, icky, and just plain blah.  My new shift at work started today.  Should be no big deal.  I've worked here for over 4 years, I know my job, and I'm good at my job.  But I hate change.  My actual shift time didn't even change (730-430) just my days off.  But the real kicker is I changed bosses which until this morning I didn't even know who the new boss was gonna be.  Just the whole idea of not knowing how they operate and what exact stats they are more picky about and so forth (basically not knowing what I can get away with...hehe).  I don't know anything about the new boss except that she was just promoted to her position which in my experience means that she is gonna be a stickler and do everything extremely "by the book" in order to prove herself.  All of this equals Jen must be on extra good behavior...for now anyway.  Grrrr...what a monday morning.  (She doesn't seem very approachable or personable either...i have a bad feeling we are gonna butt heads :( )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113137664870575126?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113137664870575126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113137664870575126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113137664870575126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113137664870575126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113107699700411583</id><published>2005-11-03T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:06:43.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>now that's advice</title><content type='html'>If you are one of my loyal readers then you know that i have ranted about my stress and asked for some healthy advice / suggestions.  Thanks to all for the comments and thoughts but I think the best advice deserves some shine time.  Jenn (the only thing better than gaining more friends is gaining more friends that share my name..I LOVE IT), the wonderful other half of &lt;a href="http://connielingus.blogspot.com/"&gt;connielingus&lt;/a&gt;, gave some excellent advice.    In her words&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I recommend wacking it! Now there's a stress reliever!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm, much thanks and love to you, Jenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mmt-inst.com/MgtWhackAMole.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.mmt-inst.com/MgtWhackAMole.GIF" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jerkoffbuds.com/promo/logo.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.jerkoffbuds.com/promo/logo.GIF" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113107699700411583?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113107699700411583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113107699700411583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113107699700411583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113107699700411583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/now-thats-advice.html' title='now that&apos;s advice'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113106655736207405</id><published>2005-11-03T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:10:39.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.twin-creeks.com/new/facility/pix/cages-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.twin-creeks.com/new/facility/pix/cages-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Batting Cages : Where you can stand in a steel cage and have a machine fire baseballs or (not so soft) softballs towards you at anywhere up to 90 mph as you try to hit it (or dodge it) armed with a 27"-32" aluminum or wooden stick.  If you happen to make a connection and actualy avoid mishap then it is a quite invigorating feeling and stress reliever. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But in the slight instance that you are caught off guard or realize how slow your actual cat like reflexs are then the result can be an extremely painful and not so pretty strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/bruise.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/bruise.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113106655736207405?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113106655736207405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113106655736207405&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113106655736207405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113106655736207405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/batting-cages-where-you-can-stand-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113095635479230169</id><published>2005-11-02T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T12:32:34.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dskcjidelwejpfksajcosdjo;eq</title><content type='html'>Was in the middle of posting about how freakin stressd out I feel and after getting a long rant done it was accidently erased...what else????  WHAT FREAKIN ELSE?  I can't even accomplish a much needed, well deserved rant without something going a fluke!   AAAAAUUUUURRRRRRGRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blood pressure, through the roof&lt;br /&gt;*have even snuck a cigarette or two to try to calm my nerves (and I hate everything about smoking)&lt;br /&gt;*anxiety levels maxed out&lt;br /&gt;*absolutely not one certain thing/person/issue can be pin pointed as the cause of these feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need escape...preferably a healthy one (besides the ones I am already using and they seem to not be working, like daily meds, check, eating healthier, check, exercising, check)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113095635479230169?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113095635479230169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113095635479230169&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113095635479230169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113095635479230169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/11/dskcjidelwejpfksajcosdjoeq.html' title='dskcjidelwejpfksajcosdjo;eq'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113079976562434036</id><published>2005-10-31T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T17:03:13.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have NEEDS too!</title><content type='html'>This is interesting.  I came across this idea over at &lt;a href="http://doubleclick80.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tragic Demise&lt;/a&gt; where I am sure it came from someone else who got it from someone else...etc....kinda like a nasty V.D.  Anyway back to my point&gt;&gt;&gt;just thought I would check out my result and post them.  If you do it too, then leave me a comment so I can check yours out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Visit Google.com, put your first name and the word “needs” in quotations (e.g., “Johnny needs”) in the search box, and then click the Google Search button. Write down the top 10 results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Jen nneds to have a session or two with a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Jen needs her inner time.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Jen needs a break.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Jen needs to find a self righteous, conspicuous, "I'm better than you", charitable position.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Jen needs your help.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Jen needs taking out for fun.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Jen needs to get her act together if she wants to stay.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Jen needs to get back to reality and stop pretending it's Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Jen needs a job!&lt;br /&gt;10. Jen needs a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I probably should have stopped after looking at the first result...too close to home!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before and I'll say it again...I LOVE GOOGLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-exit.net/plaza/google-galerie/HF_sections/content/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.the-exit.net/plaza/google-galerie/HF_sections/content/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113079976562434036?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113079976562434036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113079976562434036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113079976562434036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113079976562434036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-needs-too.html' title='I have NEEDS too!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113079537234787458</id><published>2005-10-31T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:49:32.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not soon enough</title><content type='html'>Came across a "nice thought" article printed in the Seattle Times.  Is this really in our future???  I can only hope.  Here is a small excerpt and a link to the entire article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Someday it won't matter. Athletes will date, sleep with, live with whomever they want, whichever gender they want, and they won't need headline stories in national magazines to explain themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday homophobia will die a quiet death. Living rooms and bedrooms will be private places. The innuendoes, the rumors, the silly whispers about the sexual preferences of superstars won't be fodder for newspapers and talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A generation from now, we'll be embarrassed by our obsession with such private, personal matters."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/seattlestorm/2002594213_kell31.html"&gt;full article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113079537234787458?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113079537234787458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113079537234787458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113079537234787458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113079537234787458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-soon-enough.html' title='not soon enough'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113078502384076513</id><published>2005-10-31T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T12:57:03.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>A fun filled halloween weekend.  Here are a few of the pictures.  Our 2 boys and some of my nieces and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madison&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/30/57562170_94c14a266e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/30/57562170_94c14a266e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/31/57562167_bc1235e4f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/31/57562167_bc1235e4f8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sammie&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/26/57562174_9a6fb9d849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/26/57562174_9a6fb9d849.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mason&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/31/57563816_ae941ce2e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/31/57563816_ae941ce2e6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandler&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/25/57560518_b6c0db1cd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/25/57560518_b6c0db1cd5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyle&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/24/57562168_fbb22fdc06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/57562168_fbb22fdc06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113078502384076513?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113078502384076513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113078502384076513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113078502384076513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113078502384076513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween_31.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113047152453882480</id><published>2005-10-27T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T22:52:04.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it was a good day</title><content type='html'>After four days of feeling cranky and irritable as hell, today was a refreshing change.  It felt like the light at the end of the tunnel but then again it could just be a small lamp post somewhere in the middle.  But even so I quite enjoyed a mood other than wanting to rip everybody's head off around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quality time with my puppy.  It was actually nice outside today so I took her out to the front yard and gave her a good bath.  Now this would usually take at least two people to accomplish due to her size and puppy energy but with the assistance of the basketball pole to tie her leash to, it wasn't that difficult to do by myself.  And she seemed to enjoy it a lot.  I did too except when she came running up behind me and ran into the back of both my legs making my knees buckle. What followed was me flying backwards, over her and landing hard on my ass in the middle of the driveway.  That's gonna leave a mark.  She just turned 6 months old a couple of days ago and she has no realization of how big and clumsy she is. She's such a clown. After she was nice and clean and dry it was playtime in the house. Here a few pics taken today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/29/56774393_2da00c2b3f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/29/56774393_2da00c2b3f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/24/56774394_940410ecaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/56774394_940410ecaf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimmee a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/28/56774396_0987b620f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/28/56774396_0987b620f0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/28/56774397_2b4e3444b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/28/56774397_2b4e3444b0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113047152453882480?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113047152453882480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113047152453882480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113047152453882480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113047152453882480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-was-good-day.html' title='it was a good day'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113034283363373073</id><published>2005-10-26T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T11:07:13.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>even grand-er</title><content type='html'>Check this out&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; New Grand Canyon Skywalk.  Scheduled to open Jan 1, 2006.  Almost everyone I have shown this too have had the attitude of "no way, I wouldn't be caught dead on that thing."  Whhhhhaaaaat?  My first thought was "Holy Ass Monkeys I want to go on that thing NOW!!!!!"  It looks so cool and I bet the view is absolutely amazing.  I wouldn't even hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;These are the specifics&lt;br /&gt;*Juts about 70 feet into the canyon, 4000 ft above the Colorado River &lt;br /&gt;* Will accommodate 120 people comfortably &lt;br /&gt;* Built with more than a million pounds of steel beams, and includes dampeners that minimize the structure's vibration&lt;br /&gt;* Designed to hold 72 million pounds, withstand an 8.0 magnitude earthquake 50 miles away, and withstand winds in excess of 100 mph &lt;br /&gt;* The walkway has a glass bottom and sides...four inches thick &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/canyon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/400/canyon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/file000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/200/file000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113034283363373073?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113034283363373073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113034283363373073&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113034283363373073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113034283363373073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/even-grand-er.html' title='even grand-er'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113026627317153697</id><published>2005-10-25T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:51:13.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/Dont%20forget%20to%20wipe%20your%20ass%20folks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/200/Dont%20forget%20to%20wipe%20your%20ass%20folks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a lady (that sounded like she smoked 10 packs a day) called my department&lt;br /&gt;*she explained her problem in a very frantic and exasperated way&lt;br /&gt;*I apologized for her issues but explained I was not the department that she needed to talk to&lt;br /&gt;*she interrupted and replied by screaming at the top of her tar filled lungs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;"then why are you answering the phone?????"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*then hung up on me&lt;br /&gt;*because YOU called me, &lt;strong&gt;you ass-wipe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113026627317153697?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113026627317153697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113026627317153697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113026627317153697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113026627317153697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/lady-that-sounded-like-she-smoked-10.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113025474500589754</id><published>2005-10-25T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T10:39:05.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>forward and to the point.</title><content type='html'>Some have mixed feelings about this. &lt;a href="http://www.planetdan.net/pics/babies/index.htm"&gt;A German childrens book aims to teach kids where babies come from&lt;/a&gt;. (I was still looking for the chapter involving the sperm bank but maybe that will be volume 2)&lt;br /&gt;  On one hand it is refreshing to know children are getting educated properly about sex and not by another 12 year old in the janitors closet.&lt;br /&gt;I do not parent other peoples children...I think the resources should be available &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;you want to use them to educate.  I do not agree with everyone's parenting style and I KNOW not everyone agree's with mine.&lt;br /&gt;I am very open and honest with my son...about everything...if he asks a question I answer him truthfully.  When I came out he was 2 yrs old...I came out to him as well.  Meaning I don't hide who I am. I don't do anything in front of him that I wouldn't do if I was in a relationship with a man (or when I was with his dad) but on the same hand I AM open with things I WOULD DO if in a heterosexual relationship...meaning, hold hands, kiss, show affection, say "i love you"...he has grown up not even phased if a man and woman are a couple, a man and man are a couple, or a woman and woman are a couple.  He is now at the age (he's 10) that he understands that "others" do have a problem with it and we talk about it.  He asked me..."Mom, how can people think that two people being in love is wrong?"  That kid is smarter than alot of adults I know....he &lt;em&gt;gets&lt;/em&gt; it...half the world doesn't &lt;em&gt;get&lt;/em&gt; it, but HE does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113025474500589754?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113025474500589754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113025474500589754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113025474500589754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113025474500589754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/forward-and-to-point.html' title='forward and to the point.'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113024965002689781</id><published>2005-10-25T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:14:10.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/29/55956200_fa4f85d857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/29/55956200_fa4f85d857.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=1520096&amp;Mytoken=1465F04E-1482-5460-4F32AF1F47C38EC777614970"&gt;Sir Eric duh &lt;/a&gt;and his Vampress Sarah.  Those costumes are &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Eric's band, &lt;a href="http://studentfilmmusic.com/"&gt;Student Film&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113024965002689781?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113024965002689781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113024965002689781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113024965002689781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113024965002689781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113017827742681514</id><published>2005-10-24T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:24:37.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the word is spreading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7613/1359/1600/disaster1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7613/1359/1600/disaster1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113017827742681514?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113017827742681514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113017827742681514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113017827742681514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113017827742681514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/word-is-spreading.html' title='the word is spreading'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113017657058642067</id><published>2005-10-24T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:56:43.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;pssst....I'm not wearing a bra today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113017657058642067?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113017657058642067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113017657058642067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113017657058642067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113017657058642067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-113016432155085036</id><published>2005-10-24T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:32:44.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and they call me jello</title><content type='html'>Afterall, any story about jello deserves to be blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lizhickok.com/assets/portfolio/pages/01city.html"&gt;Scale model of San Francisco - made entirely of Jell-O&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-113016432155085036?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/113016432155085036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=113016432155085036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113016432155085036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/113016432155085036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-they-call-me-jello.html' title='and they call me jello'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112987953091163349</id><published>2005-10-21T02:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T02:37:23.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my sig. nif.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.irtc.org/ftp/pub/stills/2002-08-31/pto08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.irtc.org/ftp/pub/stills/2002-08-31/pto08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight she cried...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like when she cries.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;It scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then we remembered something funny she said last night while we were being dorks...(*listen* to how the following sentence *sounds*)&lt;br /&gt;"When I eat beans, my buttocks."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled again.&lt;br /&gt;That's better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112987953091163349?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112987953091163349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112987953091163349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112987953091163349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112987953091163349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-sig-nif.html' title='my sig. nif.'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112983133730706546</id><published>2005-10-20T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T13:02:17.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>search engine and purses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/cammies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/cammies.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone out there surfin the web came upon my site after doing a search with a specific search engine (not naming any name **cough MSN cough**).  No big deal but the actual key words they were searching for made me laugh since I don't recall anything on my blog in relation to it.  What was the search for you might ask...."knock off camoflage".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong, i do like cammies...in fact my absolute favorite pair of shorts are cut offs from  an authentic (not KNOCK OFF) pair of cammie pants.  They are usually reserved for my "I am feeling quite tough and butch today so don't throw a spider on me and make me scream like a girl" days &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That also brings up another subject....cargo pants/shorts...a.k.a. the lesbian's purse.  What would we do without all of those pockets????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/cargos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/cargos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112983133730706546?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112983133730706546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112983133730706546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112983133730706546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112983133730706546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/search-engine-and-purses.html' title='search engine and purses'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112982997857368823</id><published>2005-10-20T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:39:46.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>they call me a heathen...and I like it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/makesign1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/makesign1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112982997857368823?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112982997857368823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112982997857368823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112982997857368823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112982997857368823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/they-call-me-heathenand-i-like-it.html' title='they call me a heathen...and I like it'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112974794898769673</id><published>2005-10-19T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T13:52:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>**sigh**</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/soulmatestone-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/200/soulmatestone-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words were written to me....from her.  I am so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;TO MY DEAR SWEET BEAUTIFUL MISS JEN,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  I LOVE TO KISS YOU, THE FEEL OF YOUR BREAST AGAINST MINE IS ABSOLUTELY YUMMY,  I LOVE THE WAY YOU TOUCH ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN MY EYES REFUSE TO OPEN AND MY HANDS ARE WEAK WITH SLEEP, I LOVE THE WAY YOUR TONGUE SLIDES INSIDE MY PARTED LIPS, RUNS ACROSS MY TONGUE AND SLIPS BACK OUT SO QUICK AND SO SLOW ALL AT THE SAME TIME, MAKING ME ACHE FOR YOU.  I LOVE THE WAY YOUR MOAN SOUNDS IN MY EAR AS I SPREAD YOUR LEGS AND PRESS MYSELF AGAINST YOU, I LOVE THE WAY YOU SCREAM MY NAME AND GRAB AT THE SHEETS PULLING THEM AND TWISTING THEM IN YOUR FISTS AS YOU CUM AGAIN AND AGAIN, I LOVE YOUR BODY AS IT RELAXES FINALLY, SINKING INTO THE BED, YOUR BREATH RASPING IN AND OUT.  I LOVE YOUR COMPLIMENTS WHEN ITS ALL OVER.  I LOVE THE WAY YOU LOVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LOVER, YOUR WIFE,   JUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112974794898769673?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112974794898769673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112974794898769673&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112974794898769673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112974794898769673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh.html' title='**sigh**'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112967158542752200</id><published>2005-10-18T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:03:07.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/32/53836044_32a14c3118_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/32/53836044_32a14c3118_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/29/53839896_64244732b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/29/53839896_64244732b1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/27/53839897_9f90787886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/27/53839897_9f90787886.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/30/53839898_a50a02ad93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/30/53839898_a50a02ad93.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/28/53839899_121ff37965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/28/53839899_121ff37965.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112967158542752200?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112967158542752200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112967158542752200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112967158542752200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112967158542752200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/photography.html' title='photography'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112966672778566680</id><published>2005-10-18T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T15:18:47.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ronandjoe.com/friends/hypnoclp/hypno1/Contents/images/1_people_1/too_loud_for_donny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.ronandjoe.com/friends/hypnoclp/hypno1/Contents/images/1_people_1/too_loud_for_donny.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUD people annoy me.  You know, the ones that have a "normal" voice level of plus 10.  They walk into a room or a store or work environment and may already be in the middle of a conversation with whom ever they are walking with (which might even be themselves) but they feel the need to talk so loud that everyone around can't help but turn their direction.  It might be someone you know or it might be a total stranger but for some reason they feel that what ever they are saying is important enough that everyone must hear it.  I just want to say..."shut up, first of all no one cares what you are saying and second of all, you spouting out your thoughts and concerns on every subject usually makes you look even more idiotic than usual"  You know the ones that not only are jabberin at loud volumns but they are also the ones that seem to slam a disrespectful slang or cus word in every other word to make them look like a bad ass....HELLO....you are not accomplishing this..instead you might as well put a big neon sign above you that says "EGOTISTICAL, DISRESPECTFUL, NO-BRAIN LOUD MOUTH"  ok, don't take me wrong...i'm not a bible thumpin holyer than thou psycho...LOL.  I throw my share of cus words out there along with my opinion but in an intelligent and not over bearing way.  Loud mouths bug the shit out of me!!!!!!!   So if you are one...SHUT YOUR DAMN PIE HOLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112966672778566680?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112966672778566680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112966672778566680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112966672778566680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112966672778566680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/loud-people-annoy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112960436187702748</id><published>2005-10-17T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T21:59:21.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time to play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fuzionbits.com/images/GameJones.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://fuzionbits.com/images/GameJones.GIF" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**insert catchy tv game show theme music here**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voice of tv announcer :  It's time for everyone's favorite game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOBMONDO!&lt;br /&gt;the outrageous game of bizarre choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(satirical warning:contains shocking content meant to inspirehilarious discussion.  The questions may be heinous, nauseating, or downright disturbing, But they are not meant to be taken literally.  It's essential that you place yourself in a fun social state of mind before playing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so without further ado, let's play....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you absoultely had to make a choice, which of the following WOULD YOU RATHER .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.     Be thought of as a bumbling, incompetent fool by everyone you work with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OR-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         as sexually inadequate by everyone you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.     be in a crowded elevator stuck between floors for two hours after eating a large bowl of chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OR-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be stuck on a bus without a bathroom for 100 miles after drinking a pot of coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tune in next time for another fun episode of.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOBMONDO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112960436187702748?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112960436187702748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112960436187702748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112960436187702748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112960436187702748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-time-to-play.html' title='it&apos;s time to play'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112956913218584140</id><published>2005-10-17T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:12:12.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it was saturday night in full force!</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Iris the Band play saturday night...and as always it was a great performance.  Good music, a few friends that I had seen in a long time, funny dancing drunks to watch...all in all a good night.  There was a little bit of drama that "her ex" tried to pull us into but we marginally escaped the bullshit.  Let's just say she was shitty drunk and out looking for a fight.  Funny thing is when she came up to us and said just one word the bar workers were all over her and kicked her out...nice to have connections on our side.  Even funnier thing is that we got a phone call at 230 AM after we were in bed sleeping from same shitty ass drunk ex crying and screaming and I was barely able to make out that she left the club we were at when she got kicked out and went to a different bar and somewhere in the meantime fell and did a face plant and jacked up all her teeth...lol...karma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest of all...we were watching everyone dance out on the dance floor.  I happened to look up and see a girl walking off the floor and I noticed something fall but she didnt notice and just kept walking.  I looked down at the floor and...I am so not making this up....her fake rubber/latex boobies, the kind that like adhere to your body had fallen out and were laying on the dance floor.  I looked back up at the clueless woman and noticed she was sporting very hard nipples through her shirt...maybe that is was knocked the fake ones loose...lol.  She disappeared into the club and I have no clue if she ever realized what just happened to her.  The fake boobies were finally discovered by other patrons on the dance floor and it was followed by a bunch of drunk girls kicking and throwing them around and laughing...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable  :)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dts.ystoretools.com/1092/images/250x1000/foambosom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://dts.ystoretools.com/1092/images/250x1000/foambosom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112956913218584140?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112956913218584140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112956913218584140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112956913218584140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112956913218584140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-was-saturday-night-in-full-force.html' title='it was saturday night in full force!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112922650626054827</id><published>2005-10-13T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T13:01:46.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>come on weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>It's MY friday....thank goodness!  But I must say I have been sleeping like a baby and waking up so much more refreshed since I started working out again....yes, refreshed but also freakin sore!!!  My abs and my ass are on fire...and NO, I'm not saying that in an egostistical way, believe me...they just burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my weekend officially begins in 3.5 hrs...and it looks like another busy one.  Chan's got a football game tonight and on Saturday he has his Homecoming game.  I am sure Kyle will be ref-ing soccer games all day saturday.  Jul has an interview friday night out in B.F.E. and I am sure will not be home until late.  But then saturday night should be a nice relaxing nite out with friends to go see "Iris" perform out at "Sisters"....I already took vacation for Sunday morning so I can be free to get a little intoxicated and freaky on saturday nite....woohooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to really stick my will power in gear since this will be the first weekend since i started the workout..don't want to blow it...I lost 2 lbs in 4 days...can't complain :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112922650626054827?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112922650626054827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112922650626054827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112922650626054827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112922650626054827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/come-on-weekend.html' title='come on weekend!!!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112915418931435007</id><published>2005-10-12T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:56:29.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just how out are you??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/ncod20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/ncod20051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hrc.org/howoutareyou/"&gt;Take the HRC National Coming Out Day Quiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results:  ACCORDING TO OUR QUIZ YOU ARE: You're so out, you could actually be the fifth Golden Girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/result-goldengirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/200/result-goldengirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112915418931435007?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112915418931435007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112915418931435007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112915418931435007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112915418931435007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-how-out-are-you.html' title='Just how out are you??'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112914838486061550</id><published>2005-10-12T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:19:44.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>counting my blessings</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to give a kudos to &lt;a href="http://losangeleslesbian.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Lesbian In Los Angeles &lt;/a&gt; for her post titled "The Girls That Got Away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about hitting the nail on the head with the hammer....or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in her words&lt;em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We all have girls who have gotten away... we all ARE the girl who got away from someone... But can we TALK for just a minute about the girls who got away -- and for that we are truly grateful!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know - the dodged bullets... The WTF was I thinking girls... The girls that TRULY should have come with a warning label..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life lessons learned...i have more than my share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.horror-wood.com/woman_leech.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.horror-wood.com/woman_leech.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112914838486061550?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112914838486061550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112914838486061550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112914838486061550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112914838486061550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/counting-my-blessings.html' title='counting my blessings'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112913943348804847</id><published>2005-10-12T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T12:50:36.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>show me the money!</title><content type='html'>Oklahoma is not as bad as someone might think (well, oklahoma city, anyway) or as bad as I might have led everyone to believe that I have encountered over the past 30 something years of my life.  But, I still get a reality check every once in a while of how far behind the times we really are in SOME aspects.  &lt;br /&gt;The latest reality check is that TODAY (oct. 12, 2005) marks the absolute first day of the &lt;a href="http://lottery.ok.gov/"&gt;Oklahoma Lottery&lt;/a&gt;.  Yes, that's right...all of those little scratch off cards that you can buy off the reels in practically every little gas station in every other state...well, we've never had them.  Here in the "bible-belt" of the country it's amazing that we do have the things we do.  For example, most of my friends that are not from Oklahoma are actually quite surprised at the size of our gay and lesbian community and the number of &lt;a href="http://www.gayokc.com/directory.htm"&gt;gay and lesbian establishments/bars/clubs &lt;/a&gt;that we actually have.  I would guess approximately 20 that I know of just here in the city.  But we also &lt;a href="http://www.kotv.com/main/home/stories.asp?whichpage=1&amp;id=91194"&gt;have not legalized tattooing&lt;/a&gt;...isn't that crazy?  It just amazes me that we can have a street that has nothing but nasty low class titty bars (don't get me wrong....I have been known to visit the "classier" of the titty bar establishments) but we have to get tattoos from the garage or basement of a friend of a friend of a co-worker...lol.&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway...times are a changin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112913943348804847?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112913943348804847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112913943348804847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112913943348804847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112913943348804847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/show-me-money.html' title='show me the money!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112912555911075234</id><published>2005-10-12T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:59:19.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>table</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www2.kumc.edu/coa/images/Sr-Press_Graphics/9-1_8-04/sleep_disorders.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www2.kumc.edu/coa/images/Sr-Press_Graphics/9-1_8-04/sleep_disorders.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling very good today. No, it's not anything in particular..just blah, ya know?  Maybe because last night was such a crappy evening (alot of bullshit going on with jul and an ex)and I guess maybe it's just the carry over effects.  Hopefully it'll pass soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after working out last night I had to ice my knee because it was killing me and about the size of a stuffed pig.  I guess it was still bothering me after I fell asleep because jul informed me this morning that while sleeping I had asked for a table to put my leg up on...yes, while laying in bed.  No, I take that back.  I didn't just ask for a table...I was ADAMANT about getting a table. Then, while still sleeping, I got frustrated with jul because she couldn't understand why I was asking for a table...I mean, really, who couldn't get that...lol....and was all like "oh, nevermind, you just don't get it!"  I am sure to her relief, I finally fell back into silent sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think it is funny to be told things that I did that I had no control, knowledge, or rememberance of...well actually it's kinda scary.  Always makes for a good conversation in the morning though.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way....yes, if possible, a table to put my leg up on at night would make it feel very comfortable!  So, if not to anyone else, at least I made sense to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112912555911075234?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112912555911075234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112912555911075234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112912555911075234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112912555911075234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/table.html' title='table'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112905403358772414</id><published>2005-10-11T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:07:13.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on your mark....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.achievement.org/library/bookcovers/LittleEngi_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.achievement.org/library/bookcovers/LittleEngi_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's official...I have started the long over due exercise/"diet" program.  It's not a secret that I have put on a few pounds over the past year and i am not entirely happy with myself physically (which I truly believe is the only reason you should change your appearance and not for someone else).  In fact the only good thing that has come out of the extra pounds is the fact that a portion of it has gone into my lady lumps, so I am not exactly happy that in order to get fit and find my six pack tummy back that I have to sacrifice my fuller luscious boobies...ehhh.  &lt;br /&gt;I am not planning to follow some extravagant commercialized program...i think they are all over rated for me...maybe not for you.  My plan...a good cardio workout (60 minutes everyday), crunches everyday (100 a day, soon to build to 1000 a day), and a simple "watch what I eat" diet keeping my calorie intake at 1200 or less.  I also plan on rewarding my self by having one free day a week where I can sensibly snack and have my treats.  The hardest part so far has not been the exercise but the calorie cut down...i have cut out my soda pops completely and have also been eating a lot of salads and drinking only water.  &lt;br /&gt;I am a big procrastinator when it comes to working out and eating healthy but once I decide ok, now is the time then I get totally focused and I am on a mission.  &lt;br /&gt;I am actually quite excited about this and hopefully that feeling remains...I just know it is gonna totally suck with the holidays coming up but oh well it's time for me to get into "the little engine that could" mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***also...don't worry this will not become a journal of my weight loss trials and tribulations...smartass, lesbian quirkiness will commence***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112905403358772414?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112905403358772414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112905403358772414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112905403358772414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112905403358772414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-your-mark.html' title='on your mark....'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112895512374901753</id><published>2005-10-10T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:53:10.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hang on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/oct2005%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/oct2005%20014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sammie gouging my eyes out as she hangs on for dear life across the olverholser dam...I mean why wouldn't she?...she was witness to me thowing over the little neighbor kid..umm...kidding.  Don't ya love how we tried to make her look like a little L.I.T. with the ball cap and all?  (L.I.T. = lesbian in training)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/oct2005%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/200/oct2005%20016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is sammie and her "kyled" (that is how she pronounces his name) after a long fun filled day.  It is so funny to see her around him, she flirts like crazy with him, so mesmerized by him, she's like a totally different person.  LOL...she is so rotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112895512374901753?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112895512374901753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112895512374901753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112895512374901753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112895512374901753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/hang-on.html' title='hang on'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112846033881914260</id><published>2005-10-04T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:12:18.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's gotta be the shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zcoils.com/bigshoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.zcoils.com/bigshoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's tuesday.  nothing spectacular....which, in my "older" days have come to appreciate more than whine of boredom.  "no news is good news"...isn't that what they say?....whoever the hell "they" are.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a grocery store not very far from our house that we have nicknamed "the ghetto store".  It isn't the products they sell or attire of the store so much that has earned it that name but the clientel that shops there.  And if we didn't have such a good sense of humor then the place would actually scare us away, never to return.  But instead, what do we do??....we embrace it.  And in return we know that if ever down to our last dollar we could go hang out at the "ghetto" store for hours of free entertainment.  (I also have learned not to make a quick run inside even though I have to pee uncontrollably and have been holding it since we originally left the house to run errands 2 hours ago...cause we will more than likely start laughing so hard before we have even made it out of the produce section and in fact I will leave doing the famous pee-pee dance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we made our monthly 9pm "i need something sweet to eat" NOW trip to the grocery store...the ghetto.  There was a guy standing in front of us in the check out line with the funniest shoes I have ever seen.  At first glance they looked like your average knock off (bought at the flee market for 19.99) tennis shoes.  But upon closer or should I say a side view you could see that under the heel was a giant spring....yes a spring.  Not like those little Nike Shox...but ONE BIG SWIRLY SPRING.  I noticed them first so I quietly told Jul to take a peek, indiscretely of course, and I gave her a little theme music by singing T-I-DOUBLE G-ER.  Of course then everyone was looking at us crazy and had no idea what we were laughing at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to use google magic and see what in the world these ahoes are called.  Low and behold Google has come through for me yet again.  Introducing &lt;a href="http://www.zcoil.com/"&gt;Z-Coils&lt;/a&gt;.  This is one of the funniest things I have ever seen.  Folks they don't come in just tennis shoes but also &lt;a href="http://www.zcoil.com/highdeserthiker.cfm"&gt;hiking boots&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.zcoil.com/sidewinder.cfm"&gt;sandals&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our ghetto store adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112846033881914260?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112846033881914260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112846033881914260&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112846033881914260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112846033881914260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-gotta-be-shoes.html' title='it&apos;s gotta be the shoes'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112836841544860547</id><published>2005-10-03T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T14:44:03.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vickirene.net/showgirls00/rachael02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.vickirene.net/showgirls00/rachael02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all goodtimes at &lt;a href="http://www.habanainn.com/copamain.html"&gt;the Copa&lt;/a&gt; last night.  Besides the butt loads (that sure is a funny term, especially when no pun intended because I'm talking about a men's gay bar) of peeps to watch and make fun of they had their weekly drag show hosted by my undisputed favorite Queen, &lt;a href="http://rachaelerikks.tripod.com/gallery1/index.htm"&gt;Miss Rachael Erikks&lt;/a&gt;.  And folks, let me just tell you....she was ON last night.  Her bad self in stilettos giving us twirls, no handed cart wheels, aerials off the stage....oh, she definitely brought it!  Kudos to my favorite drag queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the freaks out there that keep me coming back time and time again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was the flumpy white guy....close your eyes (well after you read this) and picture it&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  white, bald fuzz head, big baggy fleece shorts hanging past his knees, belly hanging over with nasty (unmatching) T-shirt, big black low cut shoes (looked like the kind of mens dress shoes on sale at walmart for 9.99), white socks (who didn't see that one coming) AND big chains of fake BLING hanging around his neck!!!!  Oh I am not kidding about this one.  Standing up dancing like a fool all over the queens.  Well at least they were making some money off of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was "pete" (not his real name...he just looked like a pete)  He was about 5'3" wearing dark blue wranglers, brown shit kickers, a camoflage ball cap, and NO SHIRT!  A little short skinny dude with a beer belly and a coating of HAIR...ewwwwww.  And believe me, he thought he was some sexy shit, even at one point tipping the queen by laying down on the stage with those "come fuck me" seductive eyes and placed the dollar in his mouth.  PLEASE PUT YOUR SHIRT BACK ON!  PLEASE STEP AWAY FROM THE STAGE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL of the Queens were very tolerable and nice to "Pete" so the conclusion on our part is that he must be a regular and he MUST contribute a nice portion to their weekly tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good night....plus I ended up pretty intoxicated :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112836841544860547?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112836841544860547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112836841544860547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112836841544860547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112836841544860547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/her-name-was-lola-she-was-showgirl.html' title='Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112821996914678134</id><published>2005-10-01T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T21:26:09.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chan man</title><content type='html'>Here is my little man's newest picture.  I am such a proud mama.  Gonna have to beat off the girls, I'm thinkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43606475@N00/48461612/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/48461612_53638e1ca1.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="what a handsome young man" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112821996914678134?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112821996914678134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112821996914678134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112821996914678134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112821996914678134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/chan-man.html' title='chan man'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112815081108906299</id><published>2005-10-01T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T02:13:31.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>"Nothing worse than grown ass people that still can't think for themselves."&lt;br /&gt;                                                    -Oprah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112815081108906299?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112815081108906299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112815081108906299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112815081108906299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112815081108906299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/10/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112810960219545766</id><published>2005-09-30T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:47:00.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chandler?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/1600/school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/1431/320/school.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that is not my son.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had to do a double take just to make sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112810960219545766?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112810960219545766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112810960219545766&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112810960219545766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112810960219545766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/chandler.html' title='chandler?'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112809860747371193</id><published>2005-09-30T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:43:27.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>who in the world has time for these sorts of things???</title><content type='html'>Rock-Paper-Scissors goes extreme...NOW with 25 "weapons" of choice (&lt;a href="http://www.umop.com/images/rps25_outcomes.jpg"&gt;and how to use them&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.umop.com/images/rps25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.umop.com/images/rps25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112809860747371193?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112809860747371193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112809860747371193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112809860747371193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112809860747371193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/who-in-world-has-time-for-these-sorts.html' title='who in the world has time for these sorts of things???'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112809795492629856</id><published>2005-09-30T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:32:34.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how insanely cool is this</title><content type='html'>take your average steep hilled street in San Francisco (in this case, Fillmore St), on a nice 78 degree september day and just manually add snow...LOTS OF SNOW!  Yesterday was Icer Air 2005 as thousands of people in shorts, tank-tops and sandals cheered on Olympic skier Jonny Moseley and 20 other professional skiers and snowboarders as they skied down Fillmore Street hill, flew off a jump at Vallejo Street and landed in a pile of slush near Green Street. &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the pics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfgate.com/c/pictures/2005/09/30/ba_skijump449_mk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://sfgate.com/c/pictures/2005/09/30/ba_skijump449_mk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfgate.com/c/pictures/2005/09/30/ba_skijump_004_kw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://sfgate.com/c/pictures/2005/09/30/ba_skijump_004_kw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfgate.com/c/pictures/2005/09/30/ba_skijump577_mk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://sfgate.com/c/pictures/2005/09/30/ba_skijump577_mk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112809795492629856?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112809795492629856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112809795492629856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112809795492629856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112809795492629856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-insanely-cool-is-this.html' title='how insanely cool is this'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112801315558721352</id><published>2005-09-29T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T12:01:14.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The top 10 science pictures of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/05/sci_nat_visions_of_science_/html/1.stm"&gt;this is cool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112801315558721352?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112801315558721352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112801315558721352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801315558721352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801315558721352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/top-10-science-pictures-of-year.html' title='The top 10 science pictures of the year'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112801212310617750</id><published>2005-09-29T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T11:42:03.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>woulda thunk it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.weeklydig.com/images/homepage/739Cover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.weeklydig.com/images/homepage/739Cover.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boston fan and a yankee fan (both men) kissing...another sign that the apocolypse is near!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112801212310617750?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112801212310617750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112801212310617750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801212310617750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801212310617750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/woulda-thunk-it.html' title='woulda thunk it...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112801160683387558</id><published>2005-09-29T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T11:33:26.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nekkid</title><content type='html'>And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll use them, however you want to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112801160683387558?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112801160683387558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112801160683387558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801160683387558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801160683387558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/nekkid.html' title='nekkid'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112801108555862457</id><published>2005-09-29T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T11:24:45.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>question...</title><content type='html'>Q: How many women does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: One! ONLY ONE!!!! And do you know WHY?  Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don't even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out. And, once they figured it out, they wouldn't be able to find the #&amp;%!* light bulbs despite the fact that they've been in the SAME CABINET for the past 17 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God, actually find them, 2 DAYS LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!!  AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THE FREAKING LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!!  BECAUSE NO ONE EVER CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE!!!!  IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS PLACE!  AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHO CHANGES THE TOILET PAPER ROLL !! . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112801108555862457?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112801108555862457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112801108555862457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801108555862457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112801108555862457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/question.html' title='question...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112800445387363318</id><published>2005-09-29T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:34:13.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>continued...</title><content type='html'>I watched my taped first episode of Commander in Chief last night.  Damn it got my fem/lezbo blood pumping.  Kickin ass and takin name....THAT IS HOW I ROLL...and evidently it's how gena davis rolls too!!!!  Will definitely be a weekly watch for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112800445387363318?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112800445387363318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112800445387363318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112800445387363318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112800445387363318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/continued.html' title='continued...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112792965318007721</id><published>2005-09-28T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T12:50:50.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the fall shows begin</title><content type='html'>First episode of the amazing race was on last night.  I guess they had to throw in a new twist and make it the "family edition".  I don't see that being a good idea.  I mean the first family to go, the Black Family, was such a nice family with their 2 sweet little boys...i wanted to cry when they came in last.  I mean of course i'm gonna root for them over the group of cocky brothers who did all the trash talking and then came in second to last themselves.   Then the loud mouth brooklyn family!!!!..omigod the mom looks like a possessed mental case but who can blame her with those two little shits of hers???  I think after episode one I am leaning towards the widow and her 3 kids.  I still was expecting them to have the token "alternative-lifestyle" family on there.  I mean, it doesn't even qualify without the gay-card playing a factor, does it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it was also the first episode of Commander in Chief.  I have been looking forward to this one...anything showing women in charge has my attention.  Because of chan's football game I actually had to tape this show and by the time amazing race was over I was too tired to start watching it...sooooo....no spoilers please...it's on the agenda for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112792965318007721?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112792965318007721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112792965318007721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112792965318007721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112792965318007721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/fall-shows-begin.html' title='the fall shows begin'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112781117344004989</id><published>2005-09-27T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T03:52:53.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>worth it</title><content type='html'>My son has had four football games in 3 days plus one more tonight before we get a short breather.  Totally crazy.  This realy makes me appreciate my parents even more. I am sure I never had a second thought at all the sacrifices they made during my 18 years of playing competitive ball.  Not to mention the hundreds of 2-a-day practices, the spring season, fall season, summer season, and winter season, the THREE teams at a time I would play for, but also that they had three other kids they had to fit in "being there for".  It is a lot of sacrificing but so worth it when at the end of the game he comes running up to me, dripping in sweat, drowning himself in gatorade, a huge smile on his face and asking me "Mom, did you see me sack the quarterback?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, yes I did!" &lt;br /&gt;goodtimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112781117344004989?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112781117344004989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112781117344004989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112781117344004989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112781117344004989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/worth-it.html' title='worth it'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112775284042288276</id><published>2005-09-26T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:42:57.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend</title><content type='html'>wow what a freaking weekend!....now back at work so I can relax and enjoy (at least between the hours of 730-430).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Both boys were home for the weekend.  The oldest still has 2 weeks of grounding to undergo so we decided to let the youngest invite a friend over to spend the night.  Good idea, right...wrong.  After we drive the 25-30 minutes to the north side to pick up his friend no sooner do we pull into our drive way that he starts crying and misses his dad. After calming him down and repeated phone calls to the dad he was finally picked up and went home.  Really sad, he has a lot of issues going on at home and I really feel bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Rise and shine.  Had to be at the football field at 815 for the 9 o'clock game.  and we got throttled.  Second game was at 6pm which we won but also meant we played again that same night at 9pm.  (beat again)&lt;br /&gt;We should have won that last game but the boys were all soooo tired from being there all day plus we had the opposite team and coaches decide to play dirty....sad that it has to come to that.  Also Saturday night, we baby sat miss rotten sammie all night...and of course she took over my whole side of the bed and part of juls.   I got to couch it...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - lazy day.  Pretty much all we did that wasn't lazy was we went to the grocery store and did laundry...the rest of the day was just intermittent naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team pictures and games both tonight and tomorrow....woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112775284042288276?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112775284042288276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112775284042288276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112775284042288276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112775284042288276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-weekend.html' title='my weekend'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112740816502430067</id><published>2005-09-22T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:56:38.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the PMS poster child....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.damegames.com/pms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.damegames.com/pms.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laying in bed last night around midnight with my sweetums and we were talking and I made a comment about being "freakin hungry" and I assume it got her tickle bone since she started laughing pretty hard.  I of course questioned what was so funny and she replied..."hun, do you realize that you have gone through at least 5 stages over the past week of PMS?...you are sooo about to start!"  Of course I was curious as to what stages she was talking about and she proceeded with the following list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage 1  -  freakin horny as hell for three days straight....I'm talking give it to me, give it to me, give it to me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage 2  -  "nesting"  I cleaned out just about every cabinet and drawer in the house AND organized our millions of movies in alphabetical order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage 3  -  stay out of my bubble....going to an empty room in the house to be alone or staying home when errands are being ran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage 4  -  "i'm soooo tired...I have nooo energy"....I think it was the day before yesterday that I slept about 18-20 hours out of the day.  I literally felt drugged, couldn't open my eyes for nuthin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage 5  -  "out of my way or I will EAT YOU!!!"  This is the present stage.  I just ate and I am rummaging through the kitchen cabinets to find a snack.  And it doesn't help when every freakin commercial on TV is a food commercial...auuuurrrggghhhhh!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is where we are at now.  She says I haven't hit a bitchy stage but I guess we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ya just love womanhood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112740816502430067?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112740816502430067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112740816502430067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112740816502430067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112740816502430067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/pms-poster-child.html' title='the PMS poster child....'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112736241414899616</id><published>2005-09-21T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:13:34.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want my short hair back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43606475@N00/43567614/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/43567614_bff3f746a2.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="ball state" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112736241414899616?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112736241414899616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112736241414899616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112736241414899616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112736241414899616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-want-my-short-hair-back.html' title='i want my short hair back'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112736192054994369</id><published>2005-09-21T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:09:11.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>are you more...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.scratchingtheitch.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you more...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) One who remembers high school with fondness or one who remembers high school with bitterness? &lt;b&gt;fondness...goodtimes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) A believer in letting smart kids skip grades or a believer that skipping grades can lead to social awkwardness? &lt;b&gt;both...if we're talking a couple of grades then ok..but the whole skipping from the 3rd grade straight into college...ummm..that's just crazy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) Thinking the best take-out food is pizza or thinking the best take-out food is chinese? &lt;b&gt;probably chinese but then again I guess it depends on what and how much I had to drink the night before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) A procrastinator or a "do it now" kind of person? &lt;b&gt;"doo it...just doo it"..(said in creepy italian mobster guy accent)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Believing young children (12 and under) can dress fashionably (trendy, expensive clothing) if they want to or believing that young children shouldn't yet be concerned with such things? &lt;b&gt;let them dress how they want as long as not too provacative...those damn child molesters don't need any encouragement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Thinking that learning by rote is best or thinking that learning by allowing personal study is best? &lt;b&gt;that's just a dumb question&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) Someone who could hook up a super-complicated home theatre system by yourself or someone who would have to hire somebody to hook it up? &lt;b&gt;myself...and probably get off on it too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) The quarterback or the cheerleader? &lt;b&gt;BLUE 52..hut, hut, HIKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) Free with rendering your opinions to others or close-lipped on your opinions for the most part? &lt;b&gt;close lipped for the most part unless it is something I am very passionate about...or drunk..then my mouth tends to get me in trouble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) A worrier about things beyond your control or "why should I worry about that which I cannot change"? &lt;b&gt;TRY not to worry for the most part...and for the other part I take my daily "happy pill"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112736192054994369?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112736192054994369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112736192054994369&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112736192054994369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112736192054994369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/are-you-more.html' title='are you more...?'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112733553513760658</id><published>2005-09-21T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:45:35.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good riddance</title><content type='html'>So the multiple personality, destructive, psycho roomate is now officially an EX-ROOMATE...and I couldn't be happier.  She moved out over the weekend and as bad as it was with her trying to clean us out of house and home and us threatening to and actually once calling the cops it actually didnt end half bad...at least she's gone...and she escaped with a minimum of our stuff. &lt;br /&gt;What causes people to act so freakin stupid and immature???  So, you got your heart broken....whaaaa....like you're the first person to have ever gone through that...get over it...why do you want to be with someone soooo bad that obviously doesnt want the same so obviously isnt in it so obviously it isnt right....don't you as a person have enough self respect to want more out of a relationship????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, vented, over it...and she's gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112733553513760658?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112733553513760658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112733553513760658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112733553513760658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112733553513760658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-riddance.html' title='good riddance'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112732489006617433</id><published>2005-09-21T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T12:48:10.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a fun word to say...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just sat around and really thought about a word (or lack there of) that you probably have used a million times through out your life but just came to the realization of how wierd it really sounds or looks or in this case, how much fun it is to say???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah-jiggy....MAHHHHH-JIGGY.....usually follows "thingy"...as in "thingy mah-jiggy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course though it does not replace my ALL TIME favorite word to say..."yummy" although it is up there in the top 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what words do you like to say or have wierd vibes about???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112732489006617433?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112732489006617433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112732489006617433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112732489006617433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112732489006617433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-fun-word-to-say.html' title='what a fun word to say...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112694989331740969</id><published>2005-09-17T04:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T04:38:13.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dumbass' of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20050914/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_kenya_miracle" target="_self"&gt;Kenyan man, who claimed his prayers brought "miracle babies" to infertile women, charged with stealing them from hospitals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news-journalonline.com/NewsJournalOnline/News/WestVolusia/03WVolWEST01091305.htm" target="_self"&gt;Mother thinks her high school junior daughter doesnt know about oral sex, tries to ban book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come....(i am sure)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112694989331740969?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/feeds/112694989331740969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15450126&amp;postID=112694989331740969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112694989331740969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15450126/posts/default/112694989331740969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com/2005/09/dumbass-of-day.html' title='dumbass&apos; of the day'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512497117457385802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://static.flickr.com/35/72095104_1430824ad7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450126.post-112694888044607787</id><published>2005-09-17T04:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T04:21:20.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta get these....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://e-ados.dynalias.com/blogs/Photos/boobs-pillow-oreiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://e-ados.dynalias.com/blogs/Photos/boobs-pillow-oreiller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15450126-112694888044607787?l=liferamblingsandsuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Top 11 reasons to keep an obsolete computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to concentrate without 20 fans running.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;I needed a home for my dust bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;My plans to open a computer museum, might just get venture capital someday.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;Three more and I can host a LAN party.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;The command line will make a comeback, and I want to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the burglars will steal the old one instead of the new one.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;When you get a new friend, do you get rid of the old ones?&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;Where else could you get a space heater that also runs Seti@home.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;It's not obsolete, it's previously functional.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;So I can complain about how slow the new Microsoft operating system runs on it.&lt;br 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