<?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-4396599652466273970</id><updated>2011-09-19T11:10:46.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Notorious B.I.G</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5420056127322577499</id><published>2011-05-25T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:42:53.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kitty in my bed</title><content type='html'>So, a lot has happened in the past few months. I graduated, I got a new car, and ...yea, tornadoes.&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks for those people who have family and loved ones who are just missing and can't be found.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that people have had to go through such traumatic events, AND deal with the emotional effects as well. Its too much, or I should say so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was fine, but my party was better. I loved how many people came to celebrate with me. It meant so much to have so many people I love there with me. It really changed my emotions for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car-granted I'll be paying it off for the next 5 years, but it gets awesome gas mileage and is super cute. Still nameless though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn patience, and not worry about what everyone else is doing. I need to learn they is they and me is me. Different people, different situations. Not the same.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so hard to keep emotions and logic clearly defined when I react to something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5420056127322577499?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5420056127322577499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2011/05/kitty-in-my-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5420056127322577499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5420056127322577499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2011/05/kitty-in-my-bed.html' title='kitty in my bed'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-7846116819418120817</id><published>2011-02-27T11:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:31:47.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Pretty sure I've got a tinge of depression going on here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not made to go, go, go and that's all it ever seems like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to work to school back to work back to school until 7:45pm or 9:15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Its non stop, and I just feel like I don't enjoy much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an internal conflict between my roles I almost feel like I'm being ripped into&lt;br /&gt;a million different pieces and the only thing that makes me rest is sleeping, and that I can never get enough of that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm work Meagan, school Meagan, girlfriend Meagan, Christian Meagan, and friend Meagan and it just never stops.&lt;br /&gt;and I feel like all I do is apologize, I've abandoned friends and have become uber insatiable with the way things are going right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mean and grumpy and when I realize I'm being this way I'm not happy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Which puts me down a self dislike path, where I'm counting every little flaw with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need school to be over now. I don't want to do this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-7846116819418120817?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/7846116819418120817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7846116819418120817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7846116819418120817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-6603230708383844814</id><published>2011-02-01T23:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:02:33.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evolution of Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FYI: if you ever want to read a book about sexual desires...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DONT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought human sexuality class was going to be something different..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the book Evolution of Desire really.. makes you not like being human and possibly not even enjoy the idea of having a partner or "mate", if you will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's very cynical and makes you feel like the only reason we have "relations" is for the purpose of reproduction;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;men ONLY have emotional investments into women because they HAVE to do it in order to get to the real goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sex.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the reason we have sex...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reproduction *cue the song from Grease II*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gotta have good genes for that, so they look for symmetry and women with a 7:10 hip ratio, (sarcasm coming up) which indicates reproductive value and fertility!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blargh, this is not what i needed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why can't we just talk about homosexuals? thats what i thought i was getting myself into.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT since homosexuality typically does not result in reproduction-we wont be studying this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unless of course you are a man looking for casual sex. then by all means, have a go at homosexuality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;man, this book...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(at least i know the material,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and if i am lost for words on the test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;just mention men want to ejaculate and get an A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the risks for men having casual sex?&lt;br /&gt;"Men risk contracting sexually transmitted diseases, acquiring a poor reputation as a womanizer, or suffering injury from a jealous husband" (Buss 91). &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodnight all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-6603230708383844814?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/6603230708383844814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2011/02/evolution-of-desire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/6603230708383844814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/6603230708383844814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2011/02/evolution-of-desire.html' title='The Evolution of Desire'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-2849876194475737615</id><published>2010-12-22T00:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:29:01.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an oblog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TRGI0RucnII/AAAAAAAAAIk/y0SZ6hp20O8/s1600/Cruise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TRGI0RucnII/AAAAAAAAAIk/y0SZ6hp20O8/s400/Cruise.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know that it is extremely late and that i should be asleep, but i'm still on boat time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when you are on boat time, you sleep when you are ready.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm also, hesitant to sleep bc Jonathan is sick and if he needs me i want to be able to get to him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you have no idea what kind of obstacles i have overcome on this journey to the southern region on the americas! i've said it before, and i think you don't believe me -but i have become a scaredy cat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fears of the boat malfunctioning, fears of the plane malfunctioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am scared of the uncommon to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this trip has forced me out of my comfort zone with a swift kick in the butt, and said "Go have fun!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when a trip kicks you swiftly in the butt, you better do what it says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with a dedicated and wonderful boyfriend to calm me when i get frazzled, i made it out alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some tips learned along the way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. be open and kind to those servicing you - they will take excellent care of you if you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. God always provides people you need at that point in your life when you are scared to death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. always trust australians, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. never, ever, under any circumstance, trust a monkey -they will force themselves upon you and steal your diamond earrings for fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on this journey, i've done some soul searching, and thinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love so far is an excellent book, and I can't wait to finish it. Elizabeth makes herself so vulnerable and opens up feelings that, i think, every girl has felt. and she does it in such a "i know i'm crazy-matter of fact" kind of way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i plan to subject myself to research soon. (don't worry) my own research.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i plan on blogging for a year on the different methods of taming the untamable PMS symptoms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've got more research/methods to uncover, and also figure out my own documentation methods but i think i need to do this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for my own sake - and those i love around me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my fear is that i wont find anything that helps and that this will all be in vain to discover that women really are just crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm praying for optimism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm praying for a stable balance&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i'm praying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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oblog.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TRGI0RucnII/AAAAAAAAAIk/y0SZ6hp20O8/s72-c/Cruise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5007379307892427453</id><published>2010-12-06T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:59:40.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TP2S36OsoKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8v-oN1mJkr4/s1600/DSC_7071+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TP2S36OsoKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8v-oN1mJkr4/s320/DSC_7071+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;going through a dry run of your photo results and coming across this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you will "L O L"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at least i did at 1 in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the more i look at it, the better it gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sorry, i know i'm mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel like i feel the best i've felt in a long time, i'm not sure what is different or, even if anything is different..but i feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe its school almost being over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe its the lack of caffeine intake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe its confidence coming from no where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe its the natural cactus fruit pills&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe i've learned to talk myself out of things. can it be?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't believe i will be done with college in the spring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm getting on a plane in a week to then get on a boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5007379307892427453?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5007379307892427453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-about-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5007379307892427453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5007379307892427453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TP2S36OsoKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8v-oN1mJkr4/s72-c/DSC_7071+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-7700958822428704889</id><published>2010-11-03T23:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:30:52.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mommy do Zombies Go Poopie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A friend of mine asked me this tonight, and i really got to thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;DO zombies poop?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So i thought i would do some research, and i only had to type in "do zombies" and the 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;thing that automatically filled the search bar was "do zombies poop".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;WOW, people had thought about this before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and i discovered there's some real research to be done here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a forum fella named Erik posted this little diddy, "T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;he Zombie Survival Guide says that the food just collects in the stomach, since the digestive system doesn't function. There was a passage about one zombie being found with 150 pounds of human flesh in his digestive tract." (Erik, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zombiehunters.org/forum/viewtopic.php?f=20&amp;amp;t=31760"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;With that being said i guess that is the next book i read after i finish Pride and Prejudice and Zombies and &amp;nbsp;Eat Love Prey (just kidding i know its Pray; i just thought it'd be funny considering the topic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Other theorists believe that zombies just fill up with food until they burst.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My next layer of research is what do humans do when they die?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Well, my friends, our body relaxes and it all comes out. Ever heard those embarrassing stories of people being found in their pee and feces? I promise this relates!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, my theory is FIRST! You must identify the zombie. The first is the "undead" or "reanimated" zombie in the majority of the beginning zombie movies. (Night of the Living Dead.. George Romero kinda stuff...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Second, we've got the viral zombie which is 28 Days later and Quarantine related.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(Resident Evil can be considered both-but we wont go there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, the undead zombies in my opinion would NOT poop. There might be that initial "oh &amp;nbsp;i'm dead" poop but as far as a daily or (insert number of poops per day), i doubt there would be any of those. Their body cells are dead, they aren't breathing or processing anything. Honestly, i can't even for sure say they "eat". Plus, half of the time their intestines are hanging out so those clearly aren't working.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Viral zombies def poop! They are humans that are alive that have become "crazed" as Michelle Rodriquez's character in Resident Evil puts it. They've got "the itch" for brainz, blood or they are just straight up hungry. They might not be responsive but they still have functioning body organs (at least to my knowledge, there are situations where the "virus" burns up their systems..but i'm not going there) Either way, i think viral zombies poop, they just don't realize it like sane people do. They probably are like babies and just go, i can't imagine them just hopping a squat on an abandon home's toilet to take the time to poop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;No time for that, brainz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TNIow34e_zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qVXuxhuod7A/s1600/Zombie-Eating-Guide-709252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TNIow34e_zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qVXuxhuod7A/s320/Zombie-Eating-Guide-709252.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo was taken from&amp;nbsp;http://artheat.net/labels/ava.html&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i'm sorry i've taken up so much of your time, hopefully this either made you realized you hadn't pooped today, or made you laugh. Either or is fine :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-7700958822428704889?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/7700958822428704889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/11/mommy-do-zombies-go-poopie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7700958822428704889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7700958822428704889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/11/mommy-do-zombies-go-poopie.html' title='&quot;Mommy do Zombies Go Poopie?'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TNIow34e_zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qVXuxhuod7A/s72-c/Zombie-Eating-Guide-709252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1158985695992822086</id><published>2010-10-11T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:41:46.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a test.</title><content type='html'>actually, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm writing a paper on hermaphroditism, and i'm a little concerned. i'll have to present it in class and i'm fearful for the eruption that will come from the conversation and opinions of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take note: hermaphroditism does not equal transgendered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think too many of times we are ...too afraid to really stand for something or to speak our opinions because we are supposed to be so..."accepting".&lt;br /&gt;i was watching something from The View on the whole topic and everyone jumped all over a lady for saying she didn't want her son to wear a dress.&lt;br /&gt;what ever happened to opinions being ok? you want your son to wear a dress and she doesn't...&lt;br /&gt;what's the issue with that?&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're going to throw the whole idea of "acceptance" out there;&lt;br /&gt;you better make sure you can accept a conservative idea in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's even scarier..&lt;br /&gt;there's a transgendered guy in the class and he always makes his opinion known.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1158985695992822086?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1158985695992822086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-not-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1158985695992822086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1158985695992822086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-not-test.html' title='This is not a test.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-6828513190988127561</id><published>2010-09-30T23:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:54:52.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed...</title><content type='html'>I thought some people might enjoy hearing about my failure tonight at Petco (where the pets go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan needed some mice for Tut (the snake), so we go to dinner at Zaxby's and onward to Petco (where the pets go)...&lt;br /&gt;We walk in and the first thing you see are the mice, "meh, I'm going to look around" I said.&lt;br /&gt;I pass the mice and immediately to my right are sweet, little, baby kitties that are meowing for adoption.&lt;br /&gt;I squeal and run into where they are keeping them, and fell in love twice in 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan and Grieco leave me alone in the room, where I do my baby voice talk to the kitties...and put them away and attempt to leave..&lt;br /&gt;*dun, dun, dun*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKVbXJwrBBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E7-qspQWoss/s1600/DSC_1976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKVbXJwrBBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E7-qspQWoss/s320/DSC_1976.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;playboy kitty, Simon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meow" goes one of the little kitties and again, "Meow"...&lt;br /&gt;I go back over and cuddle the little baby again, then I finally thought to myself, "Dad would kill me for bringing home a kitty in addition to our 2, who are already dying for attention."&lt;br /&gt;I put the kitty named, "Simba" back in the cage. And leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meander around the store with Jonathan until we check out, occasionally still looking back at the kitties...finally we leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get in the car, I cry the whole way home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm home now, and still feel guilty for leaving the babies. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-6828513190988127561?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/6828513190988127561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-failed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/6828513190988127561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/6828513190988127561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-failed.html' title='I failed...'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKVbXJwrBBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E7-qspQWoss/s72-c/DSC_1976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-486817105700756496</id><published>2010-09-27T11:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:17:52.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>at this rate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKC-OQtMHnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JH0ckIVn08s/s1600/AAvrit2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKC-OQtMHnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JH0ckIVn08s/s320/AAvrit2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think im going to run myself down pretty soon. im getting all the symptoms at least.&lt;br /&gt;symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -dont care&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -tired&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -dont care&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-skipping class&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -dont care&lt;br /&gt;i think you catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;good news. im using my camera, even better news- will be buying a new one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i talk about abortion the more upset i get about it, sociology courses really rub me sometimes, people are selfish and selfish and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKC_IH6juoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/eV7SIhbOxug/s1600/AAvrit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKC_IH6juoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/eV7SIhbOxug/s320/AAvrit.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, me, me -my, my, my.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, you people need to just get beat up one good time for being that way, yea.. i like it, the selfish police comin' to get ya! be nice to people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, im ready for the fair and a brief vacation to somewhere. also! ready for a cruise :) *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so avoidant its ridiculous. school work interferes with my social life, and i can't say i enjoy it. (i know i do this every semester)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: P.S: check out this band called The Naked and Famous. (owow-so awesome)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-486817105700756496?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/486817105700756496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/09/at-this-rate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/486817105700756496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/486817105700756496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/09/at-this-rate.html' title='at this rate...'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TKC-OQtMHnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JH0ckIVn08s/s72-c/AAvrit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1076804469444801240</id><published>2010-08-05T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:42:11.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company b.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TFtzsW2JqJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EFWU-KJnAfE/s1600/DSC_5278+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TFtzsW2JqJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EFWU-KJnAfE/s320/DSC_5278+(1).jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Old jazzy swanky music is really getting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why we don't have more of it...i really don't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but, this playlist called, "Fancy" i've got going is so wonderful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Frank Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, Billie Holiday etc etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ella, i mean this is good stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone need a wedding mix? Lemme know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i think i missed my calling. Ready? A flapper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can i? can i?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i'll run the prohibition, dance in my swanky dress, and have beads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i can dig it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;things are good as of yet, counseling slapped my brain, school has almost begun and i'm looking to get my paper in may. AHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;plans?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i think i'm going to go talk to someone at a learning disability school and see what needs to be done as far as a masters goes to get in. :-D yipppee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A small note to photography:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear photography,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We sometimes have a love hate relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want you, and I want to do you really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But at the same time, I don't want to be forced to ever take a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You know how I get when I'm forced. It's not pretty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anywho, sorry I shut you out last blog. Irrational me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Meagan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;life test tomorrow. i don't want to fail again. but yet, i blog when i need to study ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i'm so good at avoidance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the bf, is amazing. wonderful. hey you, i love you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*muah*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1076804469444801240?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1076804469444801240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-boogie-woogie-bugle-boy-of-company.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1076804469444801240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1076804469444801240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-boogie-woogie-bugle-boy-of-company.html' title='He&apos;s the boogie woogie bugle boy of company b.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TFtzsW2JqJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EFWU-KJnAfE/s72-c/DSC_5278+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-8957830504395295171</id><published>2010-08-01T17:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:53:12.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth be told.</title><content type='html'>I don't think I can take pictures anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-8957830504395295171?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/8957830504395295171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth-be-told.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8957830504395295171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8957830504395295171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth-be-told.html' title='Truth be told.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1276051717653549448</id><published>2010-07-07T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:21:15.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*beep*</title><content type='html'>i think my regulatory-lady-pill has stopped regulating.&lt;br /&gt;and by regulating, i mean my hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why its genetically important for women to get so pissy and emotionally weird&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;( o. and did i mention these fits are over nothing? well, just incase i didn't. its all over nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beep* you estrogen. *beep* you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1276051717653549448?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1276051717653549448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/07/beep.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1276051717653549448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1276051717653549448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/07/beep.html' title='*beep*'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-4306115753437417766</id><published>2010-06-28T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:35:42.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wholie-matrimony</title><content type='html'>Dear Entire World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please stop getting engaged/ married.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're stressing me out and making my mind whirly &amp;amp; dreamy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now is not the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meagan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-4306115753437417766?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/4306115753437417766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/06/wholie-matrimony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4306115753437417766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4306115753437417766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/06/wholie-matrimony.html' title='Wholie-matrimony'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-3380641115945098857</id><published>2010-05-31T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:01:55.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;welp… i guess its that time to blog again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Honestly in my opinion its been too long for my liking, but, in all seriousness i’ve been too busy to do it AND when i’m not busy.. i don’t want to be on the computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;anywho, i started a new job and am licensed in Property &amp;amp; Casualty insurance! it’s a change and is something that i’m not used to, but so far in the week that i’ve worked there i’ve already seen a huge improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TARby6ZwwCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/z_tZ5nGezIM/s1600/DSC_3566+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TARby6ZwwCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/z_tZ5nGezIM/s320/DSC_3566+(1).jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;( i did an engagement shoot for some friends :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;so, that being said, i have some things on my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Marriage stipulations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My Naïve-ness&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christians &amp;amp; our behavior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;asically, i know too many people who have been planning a wedding or in the process of planning a wedding and other people try to run their show. IM SORRY, are you the one who just got proposed to? NO?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;o &amp;nbsp; ok then, shut your mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; too many people like to put their input in when there was never a suggestion box to begin with. i’m sorry but when the time comes for me to start planning my wedding, i pity the fool who tries to tell me how to do MY wedding or who to put in it or where to have it or what we should or should not do. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;have no patience for that, or making the bride feel like she’s done something wrong because she wants to have someone else be her maid of honor or she wants dancing at the wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; call me bridezilla when the time comes if you want, but i don’t think that would be irrational, to plan a wedding the way you and your fiancé want it. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; right? Ugh. i don’t understand people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;WHICH leads to my next topic. i am so naïve and completely honest. let me tell you a story. ..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;once upon a time, in the month of May a young lady was taking her class on how to become a insurance agent. during this week long class that was 8 hours long a day…this young lady’s teacher was late coming back from lunch one day, in which someone came in to sub for an hour and a half. half way through the sub’s teaching he called for a ten minute break and later resumed teaching. THEN the teacher came back and started to teach. about an hour into his teaching he asked the class if they had already had their ten minute break in which the young lady nodded and said yes. during her nodding she noticed everyone else in the class shaking their heads saying no…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? really? i would’ve never thought to lie and that moment.. and was shocked that everyone else did with out a beat. i guess that was one instance that i realized i really am different from everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;i’m not of this world…&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;finally, i’ve talked with some people who are non-Christians, and i’m a little ashamed sometimes of us as a whole. apparently, many of us shove the gospel down people’s throats with out any love, any compassion, and full of hypocrisy. excuse me?! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;what about: “let no one despise you for your youth, but &lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; the believers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;an example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; in s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;peech, in conduct, in love, in faith, in purity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Timothy 4:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 32.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;if i speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. &amp;amp; if i have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if i have all faith, so as to remove mountains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but have not love, i am nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;if i give away all i have, and if i deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, i gain nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. it does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #535353;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;rejoices with the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ove bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1 Corinthians 13: 1-7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none; text-indent: 32.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i think we get too harped up on converting others or being “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;” we forget the way we are supposed to behave towards others. &amp;amp; i often think about how many we’ve lost because of people who claim to be Christians behave in offensive and cocky behavior.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i’ve heard too many stories of people who were scared into Christianity rather than welcomed in by people who set a good example.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;i’m sorry for those who experienced that, and just know we aren’t all i'm right and your wrong...some of us are filled with love and concerned about your well being.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-3380641115945098857?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/3380641115945098857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/05/welp-i-guess-its-that-time-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/3380641115945098857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/3380641115945098857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/05/welp-i-guess-its-that-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/TARby6ZwwCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/z_tZ5nGezIM/s72-c/DSC_3566+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-2812947254737954053</id><published>2010-05-07T02:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T02:20:43.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funeral. As Lovers Go. Dudley.</title><content type='html'>i went to the lady doctor today for the annual. :-/&lt;br /&gt;luckily every year gets less and less traumatic for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i dunno call me crazy, but the idea of it isn't comfortable... and probably&amp;nbsp;psyched me out the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leading to my point...&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone needs a good experience with their&lt;br /&gt;lady doctor. i support going to a LADY, lady doctor because they go through what you do.&lt;br /&gt;and usually are more sensitive to you.&lt;br /&gt;i love telling my lady doctor that im not sexually active because for once i feel like i get support from&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to abstain sometimes and if you can do it i think it should be congratulated not...&lt;br /&gt;looked down upon. so many people think im weird or doing something wrong&lt;br /&gt;by not having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really felt "persecuted" as a Christian, but i do when i talk about sex.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we all have our trials, and i can say that thats mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like so much is about to happen but im expecting it and have to wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;like, doing my internship and getting this new job.&lt;br /&gt;i hate waiting, and i hate feeling like there's so much to get done but i can't actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S-OvKf4SLWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JdRaDWiaiqo/s1600/DSC_2125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S-OvKf4SLWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JdRaDWiaiqo/s320/DSC_2125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do it yet. bargghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided if and when i have a baby, i want to start projecting positive energy all the time once i find out that i'm preggers. i believe babies know when they are wanted and everything involving the personality starts from birth. . so i'm going to be the mommy who talks to the womb baby before it comes out. :) i also want it to be as calm and peaceful as possible. i want to try to not yell and no one else yell or be frantic.&lt;br /&gt;no, im not a scientologist or whatever, i just imagine going from a dark warm place to a freezing, bright, &amp;amp; loud environment is a huge shock.&lt;br /&gt;so, i might even try to have the lights dimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm thinking too far ahead or whatever, but hey,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;a girl has to know what she wants. right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-2812947254737954053?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/2812947254737954053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/05/funeral-as-lovers-go-dudley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/2812947254737954053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/2812947254737954053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/05/funeral-as-lovers-go-dudley.html' title='The Funeral. As Lovers Go. Dudley.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S-OvKf4SLWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JdRaDWiaiqo/s72-c/DSC_2125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1508223967013736241</id><published>2010-04-30T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:00:16.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mushaboom. *claps*</title><content type='html'>hey hey! so apparently people read this thing?! whhhaaa?&lt;br /&gt;im flattered guys! really.&lt;br /&gt;so, shout outs to you guys who told me you read this &amp;amp; to those of you who&lt;br /&gt;like to keep your readings on the dl. i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g286/hardassinc/quadruple_bypass_burger_2Dxl2_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g286/hardassinc/quadruple_bypass_burger_2Dxl2_small.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so, yesterday, i went and picked a mcdouble up from the creeper clown himself;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;took a few bites... slowed down...and started to think about what i was eating.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, the thought of how bad for me this "food" is grossed the&lt;br /&gt;crap out of me. literally. needless to say i put it down, and waited til after work&lt;br /&gt;to eat something less gross.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll have to start packing my lunch since fast food makes me want to puke right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALSO&lt;/i&gt;, side note, my gag reflexes are super sensitive lately &amp;amp; stuff that used to not bother me&lt;br /&gt;totally bother me.&lt;br /&gt;i.e.&lt;br /&gt;carlie got her septum pierced and the thought of watching made me want to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;where have my balls gone?! i used to be crazy.. or at least pretty fearless when it came to stuff&lt;br /&gt;like that. i don't think i'm going to like this new development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting personal therapy on myself. i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;be learning to let things go &amp;amp; not bother me&lt;br /&gt;when they do not matter. i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;learn to trust my personal &amp;amp; intimate relationships with other people.&lt;br /&gt;no, i cannot control other people and if i get hurt, i get hurt. i can always bounce back- i always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. i'm working on a website! it'll basically include photos, about me stuff, and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;it'll basically be this but more in depth and cooler looking. (so get ready for that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't "announced" this per se, due to my worrying of something going wrong or not going thru&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;but i got a new job. and i'm pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adios, mis amigos de Wolf!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1508223967013736241?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1508223967013736241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/mushaboom-claps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1508223967013736241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1508223967013736241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/mushaboom-claps.html' title='mushaboom. *claps*'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5808042138685095343</id><published>2010-04-20T23:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:16:12.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feist. Elvis. VelvetUnderground. RickJames. &amp; She&amp;Him.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S85pyyNePrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uQTq9jW9HWY/s1600/BlogSquare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S85pyyNePrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uQTq9jW9HWY/s400/BlogSquare.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(the brownie looking things are: banana peanut butter cookie bites. dee-lish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;those guys are having a personal party on my macbook. its sayin' lets chill but we can&lt;br /&gt;still get a little funky, you know? we can get down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have something to say about "photography"..&lt;br /&gt;too many people are getting into it, and it makes me want to put my camera down&lt;br /&gt;and let it rest. i guess that would be me trying to be cool, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me be clear &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt;, this blog isn't directed to anyone in my circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;i work at a camera store remember? i get bombarded with "professional photographers"&lt;br /&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 1. i typically enjoy taking pictures, other than when i'm told to take them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;2. a digital slr doesn't mean you are a photographer, and by no means a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;3. i read too much into things, so i'm sure, &amp;nbsp;this is me over analyzing other people's interest&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;in something i like as well.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;4. i've seen some stuff that, well, isn't good... and people fall for them thinking that they are&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"professional". -i'm sorry you got screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;5. oh! really?! you're a professional? and you're doing your edits at wolf camera on the most simple &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; editing software ever? wow, you must be real good.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 6. ( please don't hate me for these thoughts, like i said, no one in particular. i just miss photography being a secret instead of a hobby like glass bottle boats or something. i guess removing myself from wolf would help the....overwhelming flux of people playing photographer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="submitButtons" style="clear: both; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;div class="" id="statusMessage" style="color: #666666; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;Draft saved at 11:11 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s. don't take this as me having a big head. this isn't me declaring my stuff as da bomb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; its just like, everyone can do it now, and there's nothing significant about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5808042138685095343?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5808042138685095343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/feist-elvis-velvetunderground-rickjames.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5808042138685095343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5808042138685095343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/feist-elvis-velvetunderground-rickjames.html' title='Feist. Elvis. VelvetUnderground. RickJames. &amp; She&amp;Him.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S85pyyNePrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uQTq9jW9HWY/s72-c/BlogSquare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-8237195754602795026</id><published>2010-04-14T09:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:00:48.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>biker salute.</title><content type='html'>on a more positive note from yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;i want to commemorate the biker salute&lt;br /&gt;you've seen it,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that hand going down on the side of the bike when another biker passes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing more exciting to me than when i see 2 bikers do it,&lt;br /&gt;or when my dad does it when i'm riding with him on his bike..&lt;br /&gt;its totally cool to wave at strangers just because you have something in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we should do more stuff like this... mac people wave! car people wave!&lt;br /&gt;honk if you love my bumper sticker! outta control? ...sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5a/Spock_vulcan-salute.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5a/Spock_vulcan-salute.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is what the biker salute says to me.&lt;br /&gt;total level of respect, and laid back attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, "what up man, i respect you and your bike."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im turning into a nerd)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-8237195754602795026?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/8237195754602795026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/biker-salute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8237195754602795026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8237195754602795026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/biker-salute.html' title='biker salute.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-3550306167781022513</id><published>2010-04-13T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:35:29.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid girls</title><content type='html'>i think i want to do a study on stupid girls.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean stupid as in,&lt;br /&gt;"this girl doesn't have the mental capabilities&amp;nbsp;to make an educated decision"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean stupid as in,&lt;br /&gt;"this girl has the mental capability to make a good decision, and doesn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primarily, the stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;then, slut girl.&lt;br /&gt;then, girl who doesn't know she can get better.&lt;br /&gt;then, girl who makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;then girl who relies on a guy to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;then girl who thinks she's pretty when she's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these girls just make me so outraged.&lt;br /&gt;these girls are better than this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-3550306167781022513?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/3550306167781022513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/stupid-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/3550306167781022513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/3550306167781022513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/stupid-girls.html' title='stupid girls'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-8719350545056804461</id><published>2010-04-07T00:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:18:04.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>estudiar playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S7wGFYwcG0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/sJVKDnEUXnc/s1600/DSC_2656edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S7wGFYwcG0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/sJVKDnEUXnc/s320/DSC_2656edit.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i made a pretty good study playlist... i've got this new &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;with playlists now.&lt;br /&gt;i get distracted easily and its enough words to sing along with during projects&lt;br /&gt;but quiet enough to write my papers&lt;br /&gt;o well, ill get thru it.. i always do with or with out procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding. &lt;i&gt;with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would just be rather doing something with my hands. i focus better that way&lt;br /&gt;reading really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;unless its a good book, then it doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made the decision, 1st year not going to camp in about... 12 years&lt;br /&gt;last year was just too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S7wFvQd2RJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/beJAIMo3CKw/s1600/DSC_2568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S7wFvQd2RJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/beJAIMo3CKw/s320/DSC_2568.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the kids don't care about God and they have terrible attitudes; so i'm taking a&lt;br /&gt;break for a year and maybe i can go back next year a bit more prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be strange, and i probably will miss it, but i'm not mentally there&lt;br /&gt;to handle what i did last year and i just really left totally discouraged last year.&lt;br /&gt;there's no spiritual concern by the kids.. and i've never experienced camp like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you are so good to me, and i am so thankful for you.&lt;br /&gt;you always make everything better, you talk to me when i need you to, and you let me know when i'm being stupid or worrying for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;....just what i've always needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-8719350545056804461?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/8719350545056804461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/estudiar-playlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8719350545056804461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8719350545056804461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/04/estudiar-playlist.html' title='estudiar playlist'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S7wGFYwcG0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/sJVKDnEUXnc/s72-c/DSC_2656edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1859632328282298094</id><published>2010-03-25T00:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:19:38.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RRRAAWWRRRR.*meow*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so, let me just share with you some snippets from a website that talks about people like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and by me, i mean, leos. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*dun, dun, dun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;now, before you go off thinking i'm now currently believing in something crazy let me be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;clear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S6ru3W3T1SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vU9ihf1DhIw/s1600/cp1_0912091642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S6ru3W3T1SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vU9ihf1DhIw/s320/cp1_0912091642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i do not think that these "signs" predict the future of an individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but &lt;/i&gt;i do believe that its possible that certain months have certain qualities that people have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i know several different friends that have same characteristics born in the same month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is it similar living conditions forming their personas or is it their month of birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;idk, but this really is me and other leos that i know &amp;amp; from my knowledge we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;grew up totally different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensitive and Moody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;though moody, Leos tend to be optimistic most of the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;However, Leos that receive insufficient attention can grow depressed and sullen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me? *check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strong and Athletic&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #373737; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most Leos are athletic and energetic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #373737; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;flaw being a tendency to put on excess weight due to overindulgence"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me? *check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creative and Attention&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Combination of creativity and a need for the spotlight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;suits many Leos to careers that involve either performance&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or working with the public in some capacity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vain and Assertive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Often the confident,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;capable Leo persona covers some degree of low self-esteem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or worries about attractiveness and other personal traits."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mmhmm*check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passionate and Protective&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Leos are very passionate and sensual.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In love, they are romantic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They are also ferociously protective of friends,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;lovers and family, and most are willing to die for what they believe in."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;again. me? *check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Altruistic and Warm Hearted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Leos are usually quite soft-hearted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;have a particular fondness for children and animals"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;totally me!! * check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;believe what you will, what you want to. but im totally into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;this philosophy ive got going here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if you want to check it out you can go &lt;a href="http://astrological-sun-signs.suite101.com/article.cfm/leo_personality_profile"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;see if yours fits you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;night night, i mean. *meow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1859632328282298094?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1859632328282298094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/03/rrraawwrrrrmeow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1859632328282298094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1859632328282298094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/03/rrraawwrrrrmeow.html' title='RRRAAWWRRRR.*meow*'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S6ru3W3T1SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vU9ihf1DhIw/s72-c/cp1_0912091642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1704510113307801423</id><published>2010-03-15T02:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T02:41:07.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Creative.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i miss art class, i really hope i can get an override for my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;relative studies so i can get into an upper level art class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm thinking preferably ceramics, doubt it but hopeful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i think since i'm not a teen angst high school girl anymore i've&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;totally lost my creativity. :-(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i hope not...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've got some things in my mind kind i haven't been able to get over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;because they were unfinished or never addressed...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bargghh. ill just say it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;To guy&lt;/b&gt;: i'm so pissed at you for ditching me all those years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i can handle being dumped, i can't handle losing a best friend. you suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;To girl:&lt;/b&gt; i don't know what made you all of the sudden stop talking to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;or if i have done anything, but you could at least address me so i knew what&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i made jonathan dinner the other night.. :) and felt like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a &lt;b&gt;lady &lt;/b&gt;in the kitchen. who knows maybe my creative juices are transferring&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to the kitchen. Julia Childs anyone?? "Bon Appetite!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next obstacle: Corn Bread.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i noticed the other day before a presentation that i wasn't nervous and &lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;made me nervous... i have changed. i am not really scared of people anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it feels good, but i'm not technically used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S53T9U90URI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SWWLodkU9Sw/s1600-h/DSC_2466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S53T9U90URI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SWWLodkU9Sw/s400/DSC_2466.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(good evening atlanta, howyoudoin?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real test would going poop in a multi-stalled bathroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(not anytime soon,&amp;nbsp;bathroom&amp;nbsp;stage freight syndrome kicks in when i pee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've got a wedding hopefully lined up for july, and looking forward to it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;welp, for now, i've got no political stand point to rant about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but come back in about a week,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've got some interesting documentaries lined&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;up to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Super High Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zombiemania&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Human Face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confessions of a Super Hero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;America the Beautiful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Business of Being Born&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;**taking a nap on the nights i need to go to bed early for my 8 am class is a bad choice**&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1704510113307801423?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1704510113307801423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/03/once-upon-creative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1704510113307801423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1704510113307801423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/03/once-upon-creative.html' title='Once Upon a Creative.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S53T9U90URI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SWWLodkU9Sw/s72-c/DSC_2466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-4094144301692001388</id><published>2010-03-04T14:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T01:07:06.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Organic.</title><content type='html'>ok, so the more sociology i get into to more interested i am in things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S5AHF2ylOBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/siFOVfqXyfQ/s1600-h/DSC_0150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S5AHF2ylOBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/siFOVfqXyfQ/s400/DSC_0150.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;corporations- the bad guys??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poverty-the victims??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;government-the dumb guys!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc etc...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;this isn't like me,&lt;br /&gt;i usually don't care and am indifferent to all these subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;(its such a big deal i blog about it :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to use big food producers anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as hippie as it sounds, when i get a place of my own i think i want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grow my own vegetables... silly? kinda? maybe.. but i don't want all these unnecessary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chemicals in me! ugh, i want antibiotics to work when i need them to... and i def. don't want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my kids to get into that either, now, don't freak.. they can still eat fast food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there just will be a moderate balance of the 2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im kinda excited about classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work isn't killing me right now, things have simmered down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my computer is like a child to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND its made me excited about school work, because i get to use it. ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loser? meh, ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justice&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tthhee Pparrttyy &amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-4094144301692001388?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/4094144301692001388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/03/organic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4094144301692001388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4094144301692001388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/03/organic.html' title='Organic.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S5AHF2ylOBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/siFOVfqXyfQ/s72-c/DSC_0150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-4934344164255223562</id><published>2010-02-21T15:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:47:41.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Society!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://toniandrews.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/too-much-technology.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="172" src="http://toniandrews.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/too-much-technology.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so, in my social organizations class we were talking about technology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and how it dumbs us down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;let me explain, yes, we are a smarter society because we have these super cool gadgets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and these gadgets tend to make our life easier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but, we dont remember how to do the simple things like spelling or subtraction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thanks to the registers at work i just spit out the change it tells me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i dont know how to subtract the balance if the register fails right on the spot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i have to use the calculator or write it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;forget doing it in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a few days ago i was writing down my notes in class from the teacher &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and I had no idea how to spell some of the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i forgot how to spell. : -/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thank you spell check for me fully relying on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a lady in class was talking about how her friend was helping their kid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;study for a spelling test... and didnt know how to spell some of the words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we are becoming stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;even now, before i publish this blog, im going to spell check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;idunno, &lt;br /&gt;im kinda concerned about the world, and where technology is going to lead us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i dont know if i want that much technology, to control me or "help" me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its kinda scary... like really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-4934344164255223562?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/4934344164255223562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-society.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4934344164255223562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4934344164255223562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-society.html' title='Hey, Society!?'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-7505152110778244448</id><published>2010-02-09T22:39:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:59:56.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.horrordrive-in.com/serendipity/uploads/AnAmericanCrime2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.horrordrive-in.com/serendipity/uploads/AnAmericanCrime2007.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 423px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;most messed up movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;it made me absolutely sick to watch. warning to anyone who is remotely sensitive: it will tear you up inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lighter note:&lt;br /&gt;camp interview i think went pretty well; and if it counts as an internship &amp;amp; i go i would seemingly be in charge or teaching ceramics!! :-D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its been so long, my hands will probably shrivel at the sight of clay, and need the thickest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;most moist lotion ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even lighter note:&lt;br /&gt;my bf is my calming effect; i dont even think i can put into words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im the worry wart he's the cool calm and collected guy that calms me down when ive worried myself into a fit.&lt;br /&gt;its such a good situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wanna here something lame? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its our first 48 hrs apart this week... heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spoiled? yes? do i care? no. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;project macbookpro, is almost in full swing--excitation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to do list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. emile durkheim presentation &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. annotated bib&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. study guide &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;a. theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;b. social class&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. macbook&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5. passport renewal&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. pray more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;check this song out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;epic last song by does it offend you, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-you'll wanna dance and snuggle at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-7505152110778244448?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/7505152110778244448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/02/sickning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7505152110778244448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7505152110778244448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/02/sickning.html' title='Sickning'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1036850353060709660</id><published>2010-01-19T20:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:58:43.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>im such a girl, omg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S1ZhlgFLN4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/_8YqXagbfWE/s1600-h/DSC_1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428633697736406914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S1ZhlgFLN4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/_8YqXagbfWE/s400/DSC_1986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after a few years not tracking my spending habits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ive decided i need to start writing down what i purchase again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;unfortunately, it is convenient to use the electronic bank statements and not even think, "this purchase will make me x amount more poor "i buy, and dont think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or i rationalize, "i really want this" i eat out too much at restaurants and fast food, and am not happy with my clothing so i just purchase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm going to change this &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hopes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. write down purchases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. eat in as much as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. save 100 dollars per pay check &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which might be impossible with our cut hours, but hey, i can try..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. avoid old navy, forever 21, &amp;amp; the like.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;topic #2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait to look back and watch "i love the (whatever title they deem this era)"; because its going to talk about our sudden overload obsession with the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apocalypse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont get me wrong, i kinda like the movies, (especially the zombie ones!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its interesting to see what "&lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt;" think we will be like when we are down to our bare minimums....we obviously will eat each other, and become awful people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think for the most part... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we will become terrible mean people in the event &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(me thinks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe,it would be a more humbling effect? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   -realizing we dont have it all even if we think we do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe, back to the basics of a caring society? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe, im dreaming &amp;amp; we will just straight up will be &lt;em&gt;bad nasties&lt;/em&gt;. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;book of eli was really interesting, it made me feel good to see theatre talking about religion as important in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe, just maybe, it would be good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it wouldnt matter, because wont be able to read. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hrmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;write everything down, it makes sure you do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to do lists and planners are the way to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dear "the root of all evil", &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fall into my lap and fill it til it cannot be filled anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, plant your seed of secrets to success into my brain so that i may know your ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do not let me become obsessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love your semi-friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meagan. *kisses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1036850353060709660?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1036850353060709660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-such-girl-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1036850353060709660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1036850353060709660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-such-girl-omg.html' title='im such a girl, omg?'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S1ZhlgFLN4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/_8YqXagbfWE/s72-c/DSC_1986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5326998986104903499</id><published>2009-11-28T23:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:37:09.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmanohman. newmoonhater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking about blogging about twilight right now?&lt;br /&gt;so, in a nutshell:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. i hate everything &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;edward&lt;/span&gt; represents. he's that guy that little girls fantasize about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;totally unrealistic and leads brainless girls on. he's the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; one that girls view as flawless and no matter what happens the girl will be brainless for. he's the guy that says exactly what he's supposed to when he's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to and girls fall to bits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bella&lt;/span&gt; represents all of the retarded girls we have out there that have no idea why they are with a guy. the intense irrational love at first sight is so stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. there's a part in the movie where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bella's&lt;/span&gt; dad says something like loving the one who's right for you... in real life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;edward&lt;/span&gt; would not be the one who's right for her i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;ya, i might be biased, since i just straight up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like the character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but who cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. team &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jacob&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fo&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sho&lt;/span&gt; (but i still hate the message going out to little girls)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, ill probably get flack for blogging about this. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry, i know its a movie and not a big deal but if the fans can go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bizerk&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can do the opposite can't i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a hater because it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go the way i wanted, but who wants to live forever, anyway? sounds lame and boring.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+ id rather go to heaven be with good people than stay here with not good people FOR FOREVER. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt; get over the vampire thing, werewolves are the way to go. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409378857544205218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SxH5aStuQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/EP6lObsTaXs/s400/tvs.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ohman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ohman&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant stop listening to daft punk and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ratatat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cantstop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cantstop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+ i need God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5326998986104903499?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5326998986104903499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/11/ohmanohman-newmoonhater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5326998986104903499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5326998986104903499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/11/ohmanohman-newmoonhater.html' title='ohmanohman. newmoonhater'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SxH5aStuQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/EP6lObsTaXs/s72-c/tvs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-6085919467389274929</id><published>2009-11-18T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:50:01.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mentaldrama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SwSx16vFihI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NYeyS0CXUCo/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405640992609372690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SwSx16vFihI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NYeyS0CXUCo/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel like a paranoid schizophrenic when im in a relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knows why ive got a trust issue and why i question everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, its fall and im ok with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hallelujah school is drawing to the near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the freedoms of el summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-6085919467389274929?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/6085919467389274929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/11/mentaldrama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/6085919467389274929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/6085919467389274929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/11/mentaldrama.html' title='mentaldrama.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SwSx16vFihI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NYeyS0CXUCo/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-8451236083351249908</id><published>2009-09-23T03:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T03:12:11.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughing and kissing at around-about the same time makes me the happiest&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that is all i have to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384557119714519570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SrnKK_liahI/AAAAAAAAAEU/0bK7rw7XVo4/s400/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-8451236083351249908?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/8451236083351249908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8451236083351249908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/8451236083351249908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=':-*'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SrnKK_liahI/AAAAAAAAAEU/0bK7rw7XVo4/s72-c/DSC_0165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1447472756001183348</id><published>2009-09-08T20:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:15:59.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I prob. over exherted myself already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARHGGGG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I'm being proactive about everything but reading for my classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and, everything in the world seems better than reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so comfortable with saying,"I'm not doing anything wrong"; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mi no me gusta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inglourious Basterds in probably the best movie of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE how Quentin has a vindictive lady in his movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He kinda films all his movies like inside jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; luckily for him everyone picks up on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thinks is hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SqcA2PXvUSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Wygs0TuMFOs/s1600-h/inglourious-basterds-0905-pp03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379269211756384546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SqcA2PXvUSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Wygs0TuMFOs/s400/inglourious-basterds-0905-pp03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Side note: My social problems class is really opening my eyes to how many issues the world has. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which has also opened my eyes to the fact im totally and utterly not one sided. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Lets give away free health care"; "Lets over tax the rich to help the poor"; "I work for my money and I don't want to give it to someone who doesn't want to work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- if we saw everything from the opposite side we'd probably have a better functioning government. (poor try to see from the rich's eyes and the rich see it from the poor people's eyes) &lt;/div&gt;-yea, sure, you can have your free health care, just as long as you keep private doctors in function for people to choose if they want to pay for no lines and better quality.&lt;br /&gt;-yea, sure, you can tax the rich 60% of their entire yearly income. just as long as you know you'll be loosing the same percentage out of your check. everyone is missing the same amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So now, fair is square baby, eat your little cookie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1447472756001183348?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1447472756001183348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-prob-over-exherted-myself-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1447472756001183348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1447472756001183348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-prob-over-exherted-myself-already.html' title='I prob. over exherted myself already.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SqcA2PXvUSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Wygs0TuMFOs/s72-c/inglourious-basterds-0905-pp03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5734920979071860957</id><published>2009-08-07T00:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:00:05.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Convo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/Snu0OO7IwzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zi0ZN7EJA5o/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367081537559380786" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/Snu0OO7IwzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zi0ZN7EJA5o/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/Snu0N5TH7aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/flQlauNUFtI/s1600-h/DSC_0046bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367081531754409378" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/Snu0N5TH7aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/flQlauNUFtI/s400/DSC_0046bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People at work think i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm pretty sure I got lead on for the 1st time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:-/ oh well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think to fall in love again will be fun and exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss that whole real-deal companionship, but i really don't want anything rushed because i've realized (from the above statement) i get attached fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Crazy! i really don't want to be irrational next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched home movies tonight from when i was a baby &amp;amp; i really loved music as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;They would turn on music &amp;amp; i would conduct while dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready to move out... take care of myself, cook and clean my house, decorate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm also ready to get a &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;job. i've said that for a while now, but its impossible to find something i want to do and still be qualified to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so thankful for a basically stress and drama free ex-relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;compared to what i've seen we are awesome &amp;amp; rare and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is coming up, im on my way to being an old lady. argh!! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;andddd.... school is exciting me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5734920979071860957?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5734920979071860957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/08/bathroom-convo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5734920979071860957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5734920979071860957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/08/bathroom-convo.html' title='Bathroom Convo.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/Snu0OO7IwzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zi0ZN7EJA5o/s72-c/DSC_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5946253614732841084</id><published>2009-05-25T22:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:38:24.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Being Cynical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Forgive me but...&lt;br /&gt;I just got done watching Jon and Kate +8 premier and&lt;br /&gt;its really hit me. Before you start reading and think&lt;br /&gt;"She's just being bitter because she doesn't have a boyfriend anymore",&lt;br /&gt;stop right there. You're wrong, I've felt this way for a while, just haven't said anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad or upset, just thoughtful. If you aren't in the mood stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion:&lt;br /&gt;Everything you have seen in the movies about love is complete and utter craziness.&lt;br /&gt;No one stays in love or falls in love the way they make it look.&lt;br /&gt;The reason marriages don't last is because people take what the media creates for us and thinks &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;is love, and get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;People don't know God (aka love) anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You can't always plan ahead to all of the wonderful and all bad things that will come your way in life but you do need to plan for things to suck.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage needs to be to someone who will be with you at all times: quiet times, hard times, crazy times, angry times, and spiritual times. YES, spiritual times which is the most difficult to let someone into, atleast for me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I think I know I've found my husband when we pray together.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage also should consist of the different types of love, not just the type of love that you feel when you are "in love".&lt;br /&gt;When I think of loving someone i immediately begin to think of care giving, helping, and generosity. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(When I have loved those are the things I feel for those people, I want to be there for them and get them through whatever it is.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we went into marriage wanting to take care of them and knowing that eventually one day its going to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things will change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it would be easier for couples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Damien Rice quote, "Love taught me to lie".&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone you lie to them. Take that how you want to, but you lie to them because you don't want to hurt them. Its true and its kind of endearing even though we are supposed to pride ourselves in truth telling.&lt;br /&gt;I like this ^ and still want to marry and be in love again one day;&lt;br /&gt;knowing I&lt;em&gt; will &lt;/em&gt;be lied to and will probably lie in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969870167594850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/ShtiTfag12I/AAAAAAAAADk/3-LJMC4wPLQ/s400/peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You know, I've changed my mind. I'm being a realist not a cynic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5946253614732841084?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5946253614732841084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-being-cynical.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5946253614732841084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5946253614732841084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-being-cynical.html' title='I&apos;m Being Cynical'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/ShtiTfag12I/AAAAAAAAADk/3-LJMC4wPLQ/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-2415125044623449100</id><published>2009-05-17T21:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:10:13.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life at the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;bads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my camera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hardly pray&lt;br /&gt;ive had the same chest cough since april 20th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's not a potential fella in sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jeffrey might have given me scabbies :-/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goods:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am definatly more outgoing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im reading -mere christianity; which is helping with the prayer situation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im making more money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im trying to take others into more consideration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i realized everyone has issues with themselves inside/outside;&lt;br /&gt;and for the majority i really love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're still friends. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-2415125044623449100?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/2415125044623449100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-at-moment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/2415125044623449100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/2415125044623449100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-at-moment.html' title='life at the moment.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5746176888770864778</id><published>2009-04-06T00:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:55:54.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;whats great is that im going to be fine&lt;br /&gt;like thats not just some line.&lt;br /&gt;its the 3 day hump and whatever is coming my way will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;i pray the friendship thing will work, im feeling optimistic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SdmLNd53h7I/AAAAAAAAADc/EGvZNZr0rf4/s1600-h/again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321437498196854706" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SdmLNd53h7I/AAAAAAAAADc/EGvZNZr0rf4/s400/again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats next?&lt;br /&gt;end of the semester whoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why im so obsessed with the whole break dancing thing.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5746176888770864778?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5746176888770864778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-great-is-that-im-going-to-be-fine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5746176888770864778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5746176888770864778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-great-is-that-im-going-to-be-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SdmLNd53h7I/AAAAAAAAADc/EGvZNZr0rf4/s72-c/again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5590041707347415723</id><published>2009-04-02T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:53:12.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5590041707347415723?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5590041707347415723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5590041707347415723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5590041707347415723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-7394697955606803339</id><published>2009-03-19T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:02:53.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh. Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/ScJQe-InX2I/AAAAAAAAACM/ii31GxmcEVg/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899003256037218" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/ScJQe-InX2I/AAAAAAAAACM/ii31GxmcEVg/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blog,&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll write again soon.&lt;br /&gt;Everything in the world is going on this next week coming up and I'm super busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-7394697955606803339?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/7394697955606803339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7394697955606803339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/7394697955606803339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh-promise.html' title='Ugh. Promise'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/ScJQe-InX2I/AAAAAAAAACM/ii31GxmcEVg/s72-c/DSC_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-3996899335549146590</id><published>2009-02-26T14:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:45:49.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>slow down, you move to fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive got a lot in my head, and want to fix it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want to seem like a nut job or that i have a lot of issues&lt;br /&gt;but i know it seems like that.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have a lot of issues its just my one issue affects a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't prayed so much in so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to take everything as the day comes and not rush anything anymore;&lt;br /&gt;stop reading into everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;easier said than done, but i want this so bad.&lt;br /&gt;so im going to have to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-3996899335549146590?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/3996899335549146590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/02/slow-down-you-move-to-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/3996899335549146590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/3996899335549146590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/02/slow-down-you-move-to-fast.html' title='slow down, you move to fast.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-1335906910189363246</id><published>2009-02-06T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:53:27.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandibular tori</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a bone growth in my mouth that was caused probably from me grinding my teeth when I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures online really gross me out and I hope they don't get like them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;I go to Faulkner in less than 3weeks.. kinda excited, kinda not. :)&lt;br /&gt;It'll be fine, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I start birth-control for my &lt;strong&gt;uncontrollable&lt;/strong&gt; emotions this Sunday, I really hope it works because I hate being the pms-girl at work and with friends/family.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for flipflops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Human Services class is really making me realize that&lt;br /&gt;I've never really suffered any financial issues and i feel naive.&lt;br /&gt;We keep talking about how everything in the DFAX world other services is a vicious cycle,&lt;br /&gt;and it makes so much sense.&lt;br /&gt;You get in a sucky situation, you get help, but you dont have a GED so you really can't get a better paying job, you dont have time to go get a GED because you are trying to make ends meet and take care of your children, but even if you got a semi-better paying job you wouldn't qualify for assistance, but you still couldn't afford normal necessities.&lt;br /&gt;So you stay at the bad paying job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the Continuing Education thing at school had a nursing program in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;I'd save up and pay for it myself so I could do that while I'm finishing school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did I mention I'm ready for flipflops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299883031870003746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SYz3iZm7WiI/AAAAAAAAABU/9DVL5e_vKTw/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-1335906910189363246?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/1335906910189363246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/02/mandibular-tori.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1335906910189363246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/1335906910189363246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/02/mandibular-tori.html' title='Mandibular tori'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SYz3iZm7WiI/AAAAAAAAABU/9DVL5e_vKTw/s72-c/DSC_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-461158313155915317</id><published>2009-01-25T23:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:54:41.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxFSJA1LvMA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxFSJA1LvMA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry I'm so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;It's something in my head&lt;br /&gt;That I can't avoid&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;And always will... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-461158313155915317?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/461158313155915317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/hard-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/461158313155915317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/461158313155915317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/hard-changes.html' title='Hard Changes.'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-203467930533670860</id><published>2009-01-16T00:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:45:04.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin' Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I truely hate cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;It puts me in a reclusive mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... I haven't downloaded any new music&lt;br /&gt;in about a month or 2 and that could also affect the mood.&lt;br /&gt;School seems to be going good so far I enjoy night classes and haven't fallen asleep yet in any of them.&lt;br /&gt;Which is excellent for me. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I hate being totally clueless about school and how it works....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone 2 days with no caffeine and I'm not procrastinating the work I have in school..&lt;br /&gt;the resolutions are looking promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-203467930533670860?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/203467930533670860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/freakin-cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/203467930533670860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/203467930533670860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/freakin-cold.html' title='Freakin&apos; Cold'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-4159582688555076595</id><published>2009-01-04T00:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:12:53.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogue in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of all the senses I could lose,&lt;br /&gt;sight is not one I would ever think would be ok to be with out.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what people blind from birth go through not knowing what their mom looks like;&lt;br /&gt;or boyfriend/ girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I take so much comfort in just seeing my family, boyfriend, and friends...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at Dialogue in the Dark I really took a lot of comfort when I found Joey somehow in the dark...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Blind people cant take photographs either.. .. . :(&lt;br /&gt;take my taste, or speech; I want to hear and see though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287316855942138338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SWBSqsVdyeI/AAAAAAAAABE/pMBCRlt459U/s400/cuteshoestoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never finish projects or books.&lt;br /&gt;New Years Resolutions: Take daily vitamins, finish my projects, study, and lay off the caffeine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-4159582688555076595?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/4159582688555076595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/dialogue-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4159582688555076595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/4159582688555076595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/dialogue-in-dark.html' title='Dialogue in the Dark'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SWBSqsVdyeI/AAAAAAAAABE/pMBCRlt459U/s72-c/cuteshoestoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4396599652466273970.post-5710635080968398695</id><published>2009-01-01T05:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T05:54:11.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SVyf0HbZJzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DCyou3IRpQc/s1600-h/DSC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286275780322076466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SVyf0HbZJzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DCyou3IRpQc/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its late and I cant sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I left xanga for this hopefully it wont let me down.&lt;br /&gt;( this wont be a daily updating thing.)&lt;br /&gt;I needed a change from xanga, it was from 2004&lt;br /&gt;and full of stuff that would take forever to delete.&lt;br /&gt;this is better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4396599652466273970-5710635080968398695?l=fluffmskit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/feeds/5710635080968398695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5710635080968398695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4396599652466273970/posts/default/5710635080968398695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffmskit.blogspot.com/2009/01/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>Meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07817335831776118721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/S2m5Lz7nCII/AAAAAAAAAE8/2ST_8Uf5HGw/S220/fisheyecoolness.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a41gZJT2mKY/SVyf0HbZJzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DCyou3IRpQc/s72-c/DSC_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
