<?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-2695100716722609171</id><updated>2011-12-10T23:01:17.590-08:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Silliness'/><category term='House Hunting'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Egypt'/><category term='Motivation'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Surgery'/><category term='Earthquakes'/><category term='Fucktards'/><category term='Fuck You'/><category term='Forget'/><category term='Rock the Bells'/><category term='The Queen'/><category term='Wax'/><category term='Limerick'/><category term='Read A Book'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Amaury Nolasco'/><category term='Song Dedication'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Video'/><category term='mani-pedi'/><category term='Duran Duran'/><category term='QOTD'/><category term='Plants'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Vote'/><category term='Salmon'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Employment'/><category term='Chris Cornell'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Dr.'/><category term='The Pretty'/><category term='Wentworth Miller'/><category term='Tax'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Hard Times'/><category term='The Man'/><category term='Harry Connick Jr.'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='Cat'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='River of Death'/><category term='Star Trek'/><category term='Mac and Cheese'/><category term='New Orleans'/><category term='England'/><category term='Help me'/><category term='Dancing Robots'/><category term='MacBook'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Brazilian'/><category term='Depression'/><category term='Liar'/><category term='New Year&apos;s'/><category term='Kittens'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Found'/><category term='Cell Phone'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='London'/><category term='Sciwriter'/><category term='Stalker'/><category term='Angry'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Crochet'/><category term='please?'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Election'/><category term='Glasses'/><category term='Virtual Pet'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Peanut'/><category term='WFW'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Fangirl'/><category term='Trip'/><category term='School'/><category term='Prison Break'/><category term='Mail'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='Mood'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Mad'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Declaration of Independance'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Hobbits'/><category term='Up Fronts'/><category term='Disappointment'/><category term='Humour'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='Amtrak'/><category term='Knitting'/><category term='Kayak'/><category term='Rage Against the Machine'/><category term='Missing'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Paley'/><title type='text'>Nicbeast's Nest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5885667354895651621</id><published>2011-10-05T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:04:57.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iCon.  RiP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gbkwmoceOU/Toz-g2RDYGI/AAAAAAAAEic/AywOccVdxWg/s1600/Sjobs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gbkwmoceOU/Toz-g2RDYGI/AAAAAAAAEic/AywOccVdxWg/s400/Sjobs.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-5885667354895651621?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5885667354895651621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5885667354895651621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5885667354895651621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5885667354895651621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2011/10/icon-rip.html' title='iCon.  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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Like A Stone</title><content type='html'>On a cobweb afternoon in a room full of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages&lt;br /&gt;Of a book full of death&lt;br /&gt;Reading I will die alone&lt;br /&gt;And if we're good we'll lay to rest&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere we want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your house I long to be&lt;br /&gt;Room by room patiently&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there like a stone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my deathbed I will pray to the gods and the angels&lt;br /&gt;Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;To a place I recall&lt;br /&gt;I was there so long ago&lt;br /&gt;The sky was bruised, the wine was bled&lt;br /&gt;And there you led me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your house I long to be&lt;br /&gt;Room by room patiently&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there like a stone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And on I read until the day was gone&lt;br /&gt;And I sat in regret of all the things I've done&lt;br /&gt;For all that I've blessed and all that I've wronged&lt;br /&gt;In dreams until my death I will wander on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your house I long to be&lt;br /&gt;Room by room patiently&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there like a stone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you there alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7222041029173140358?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7222041029173140358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7222041029173140358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7222041029173140358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7222041029173140358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2011/03/like-stone.html' title='Like A Stone'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6233572263703446753</id><published>2011-02-02T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:21:45.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucktards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Times'/><title type='text'>Once more with feeling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0060-0807-1220-5847_A_Beat_Up_Man_Waving_the_White_Flag_of_Surrender_clipart_image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0060-0807-1220-5847_A_Beat_Up_Man_Waving_the_White_Flag_of_Surrender_clipart_image.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. &amp;nbsp;You guessed it! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-that-time-of-year-again.html"&gt;It's that time of year one more time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't even thinking about it really. &amp;nbsp;I didn't have much going on. &amp;nbsp;No party planned. &amp;nbsp;There was talk of doing a Dr. Who extravaganza but nothing really came of it. &amp;nbsp;No one is coming to visit. &amp;nbsp;Nothing is scheduled. &amp;nbsp;So, essentially it crossed my mind, maybe once or twice, like is should look around and make sure there was no enemy approaching. &amp;nbsp;I did and nothing. &amp;nbsp;Then BAM. &amp;nbsp;Smacked right upside the head. &amp;nbsp;When will I learn? &amp;nbsp;I should just go away the week surrounding that day. &amp;nbsp;All alone. &amp;nbsp;Maybe a TV and a couple of books. &amp;nbsp;It seems, if I'm alone, then there is less likely for something to go and ruin or taint the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean other than the prep for the surgery last year, that was one of the best birthday's I'd had in YEARS! &amp;nbsp;Wrong, yes? &amp;nbsp;True, though. &amp;nbsp;How I wish to be in a semi private hospital room with a barfing roommate. &amp;nbsp;Sounds like heaven right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hows your pain level?"&lt;br /&gt;"Through the roof."&lt;br /&gt;"OK. &amp;nbsp;We'll take care of that."&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bad day. &amp;nbsp;Really, bad, fucking day. &amp;nbsp;At least now I have a plan with contingencies built in. &amp;nbsp;I've got a death grip on that like you wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to the plan. &amp;nbsp;May it fucking work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6233572263703446753?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6233572263703446753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6233572263703446753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6233572263703446753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6233572263703446753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2011/02/once-more-with-feeling.html' title='Once more with feeling...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5295041815143568252</id><published>2011-01-04T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:07:47.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>Some may find this post offensive.  You've been warned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.granitegrok.com/pix/the%20finger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.granitegrok.com/pix/the%20finger.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this straight.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;got tired of all your  bullshit, and looking over my shoulder and broke up with you.&amp;nbsp; Since you  couldn't hurt me, you go after those close to me?&amp;nbsp; My family?&amp;nbsp; My  pets?&amp;nbsp; Have I&amp;nbsp;got this right?&amp;nbsp; You know what?&amp;nbsp; You're an asshole and a  fucking coward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;The Bitch Who Hates You&lt;a href="" name="cutid1-end"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-5295041815143568252?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5295041815143568252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5295041815143568252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5295041815143568252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5295041815143568252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-may-find-this-post-offensive-youve.html' title='Some may find this post offensive.  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 Whatever you have to give, I need it.&amp;nbsp; If you wouldn't mind.&amp;nbsp; Please.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3801419843367552649?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3801419843367552649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3801419843367552649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3801419843367552649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3801419843367552649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/09/help-please.html' title='Help, please?'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-332641077110304081</id><published>2010-09-24T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:56:51.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liar'/><title type='text'>Pinocchio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/TJ2Ac9Bd2kI/AAAAAAAAEgE/I_L2rIg-xaw/s1600/evil+pinoccio1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/TJ2Ac9Bd2kI/AAAAAAAAEgE/I_L2rIg-xaw/s200/evil+pinoccio1.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not one to jump into a rant, but I am tired, &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt;  of all the shenanigans, lies and accusations being hurled in my  breathing space.&amp;nbsp; It surprises me the lengths people will go to, to be  perceived as the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You either post blogs, send emails, or “speak online” to people, all  to spread the word of “poor me”.&amp;nbsp; If that’s not enough, please, let’s  also make sure that you make unrealistic requests then manipulate them  to elevate your sad, misunderstood, “poor me” circumstance.&amp;nbsp; You  constructed a reality around you that bares no resemblance to&lt;em&gt; actual &lt;/em&gt;reality,  and I bet if I called you on your lies and backed you into a corner,  you would get defensive and spew sewage and try to turn the tables to  make me/us/them look we are the ones committing the wrong doing.&amp;nbsp; Give  it up.&amp;nbsp; No one is falling for it, except for maybe the poor sap that I  will address later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it shouldn’t surprise me your loyalty is shit.&amp;nbsp; When  I/us/them asked you to keep something to yourself, not only did you tell  everyone, but are probably embellishing it to make me/us/them look  worse.&amp;nbsp; I also have a sneaking suspicion all your “medical issues” are  either made up or in your head to serve as a convenient excuse as to  your behavior.&amp;nbsp; I am looking forward to the day when you cannot keep  track of all your lies.&amp;nbsp; I’m sure you’ll blame me/us/them for your  inability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would also stand to reason you don’t realize you come across as a  sociopathic or professional liar.&amp;nbsp; I’m not sure which one.&amp;nbsp; A sociopath  is typically charismatic, manipulative, self-centered, goal oriented  liar who does it in order to get their way with out concern for others.&amp;nbsp;  Professional liars on the other hand, are really completely tuned in to  the process of lying. Professional liars are sleek, cunning in the way  they present their lies, and they are often extremely calculative in  their approach.&amp;nbsp; You can see my perplexity; they are very similar.&amp;nbsp; I  bet there’s a crossover.&amp;nbsp; Of course, if you want to add a third to the  mix, look at the pathological liars, they have a melodramatic or even a  narcissistic personality disorder.&amp;nbsp; That fits, too.&amp;nbsp; So, you pick which  one you would rather be.&amp;nbsp; All options suck if you ask me, but try to  find the lesser of the three evils that you can live with.&amp;nbsp; Go ahead,  I’ll wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let’s take a moment to touch on the poor saps you have  hoodwinked into following and believing you.&amp;nbsp; My bet is that they are  “damaged” somehow.&amp;nbsp; It would make them easy prey.&amp;nbsp; To them I say, “You  have instincts, use them!”&amp;nbsp; Hopefully they will learn to think for  themselves and fact check, maybe look at all sides of the situation as  well.&amp;nbsp; I know it sucks to find out your friend is one of these liars and  your pretty little pink bubble would burst, but hey, with any luck, you  still have your bank account intact.&amp;nbsp; Might I suggest you ask for hard  evidence (that would be something you can actually &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt;, not something they &lt;em&gt;tell&lt;/em&gt;  you).&amp;nbsp; I’m sure it is the nemesis of the  sociopathic/professional/pathological liar.&amp;nbsp; It would make me really  happy to see that squirmy dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so we are clear, I have some rules I am going to need all liars to follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you      are a liar, pipe down. I/us/them don’t want to hear it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You      are not allowed to argue that you are not a liar. Me/us/them all know you      are, so see item number 1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You      are not allowed to argue that you hang around with other  liars therefore      you are not responsible for your lying behavior.&amp;nbsp;  Man up or shut up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do      not care how challenging your life is.&amp;nbsp; Lying about it  does not help you or anyone else.&amp;nbsp; Besides, I guarantee, if you       stepped outside and looked around there is someone who is worse off than       you and not lying about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do      not care where you live.&amp;nbsp; If      your town is boring and you feel the need to lie to entertain yourself,      move. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You      also do not get to lie about anyone else.&amp;nbsp; If you must lie,  and really, you don’t need to unless      you have a gun pointed to  your head, and then I would have to weigh the      options, only lie  about yourself.&amp;nbsp;      You don’t think I/us/them know when you are lying  about us?&amp;nbsp; You don’t think that shit gets      back to me/us/them?&amp;nbsp; You  are      truly delusional.&amp;nbsp; I wonder      what type of liar &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; symptom      falls under.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will      have to use a quote for this one. “If you do any of the  above,      individually or severally, when the Internets call you out  for being      clueless, entitled, ignorant and an embarrassment as a  human being — and      they will — you will not then complain how your  words were misunderstood      and/or taken out of context and/or that  people missed the real point of      your argument.” ~John Scalzi~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The above      rule applies equally to anyone defending the right of those who lie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally      and most importantly, stay away from me.&amp;nbsp; You are a  waste of time and I have more than enough to      do in my life than to  worry about what bullshit your dumb lying ass is      spreading.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These rules are effective immediately, please enforce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your paranoia (also a sociopathic symptom) is right.&amp;nbsp; If you think I am talking to you, I am.&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-332641077110304081?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/332641077110304081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=332641077110304081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/332641077110304081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/332641077110304081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/09/pinocchio.html' title='Pinocchio'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/TJ2Ac9Bd2kI/AAAAAAAAEgE/I_L2rIg-xaw/s72-c/evil+pinoccio1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7154660956363680167</id><published>2010-07-19T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:03:01.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><title type='text'>...and I did it to myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yOVvPRg_4ys/ScrXhjrnxHI/AAAAAAAABX4/Wj2x-0JmNPQ/s1600/zumba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yOVvPRg_4ys/ScrXhjrnxHI/AAAAAAAABX4/Wj2x-0JmNPQ/s320/zumba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I joined a different gym and was excited to learn they had classes.&amp;nbsp; My last gym didn't.&amp;nbsp; Hell, they didn't even have air conditioning, they will be fired tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; So I roll in for the 5:00 P.M. class, here is how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp; Naively optomistic&lt;br /&gt;5:03 -&amp;nbsp; Wow this is fun!&lt;br /&gt;5:06 -&amp;nbsp; Geeze!&amp;nbsp; This is a Great work out!&lt;br /&gt;5:10 - It's only been 10 minutes?&amp;nbsp; ~worry sets in~&lt;br /&gt;5:15 - Holy cow!&amp;nbsp; 45 more minutes of this&lt;br /&gt;5:19 - Instructor yelling at us to "CHAKE IT!&amp;nbsp; CHAKE IT!" (Translation: Shake it! Shake it!)&lt;br /&gt;5:25 - What are the symptoms of your lungs exploding?&lt;br /&gt;5:27 - I think it feels like this.&lt;br /&gt;5:30 - Are those my lungs lying there?&lt;br /&gt;5:37 - No that is not apathy on my face, it's a death mask.&lt;br /&gt;5:45 -&amp;nbsp; Oh thank God, only 15 more minutes of this.&lt;br /&gt;5:45:20 - Jesus Christ!&amp;nbsp; There is 15 more minutes of this.&lt;br /&gt;5:55 -&amp;nbsp; We enter the cool down phase which should include, oxygen, stretchers and a drip IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:05 - Get ambushed bye the gym staff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Have a good workout?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"What did you do?"&lt;br /&gt;"Took the Zumba class."&lt;br /&gt;"Is that all you do here?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I just joined Saturday."&lt;br /&gt;"Have you done your free orientation yet?"&lt;br /&gt;"Is that the tour?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, one of the trainers shows you how to use all the equipment."&lt;br /&gt;"No." My muscles begin to quiver.&lt;br /&gt;"Well let's set you up!"&lt;br /&gt;Clearly he has not taken the Zumba class or he wouldn't be asking me this.&amp;nbsp; But since my head is all full of Wrackspurts I agree to go in at 4:00 tomorrow and learn how to use the equipment.&amp;nbsp; Last time I did that, I couldn't move for a week.&amp;nbsp; I did this to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the picture because it reminded my of a chalk body outline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amentsoc.org/images/forensic-body-outline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.amentsoc.org/images/forensic-body-outline.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7154660956363680167?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7154660956363680167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7154660956363680167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7154660956363680167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7154660956363680167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-i-did-it-to-myself.html' title='...and I did it to myself!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yOVvPRg_4ys/ScrXhjrnxHI/AAAAAAAABX4/Wj2x-0JmNPQ/s72-c/zumba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-665827882590884311</id><published>2010-02-01T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:04:50.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>The countdown starts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="1" height="365" scrolling="no" src="http://www.7is7.com/otto/countdown.html?year=2010&amp;amp;month=2&amp;amp;date=8&amp;amp;hrs=13&amp;amp;ts=24&amp;amp;min=0&amp;amp;sec=0&amp;amp;tz=local&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;show=dhms&amp;amp;mode=r&amp;amp;cdir=down&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23CCFFFF&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;title=Surgery%20Count%20Down" style="height: 22.8em; 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I mean, I generally walk the same path change it up a little but depending on the weather and animals, things change.&amp;nbsp; Here are some pictures from my walk the last couple of days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got two new cameras for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; The one I took these pictures with is a Samsung TL220.&amp;nbsp; Small little point and shoot.&amp;nbsp; Takes pretty good pics, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.porhomme.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/samsung-tl220-tl225-front-mounted-lcd-screen-cameras-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://www.porhomme.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/samsung-tl220-tl225-front-mounted-lcd-screen-cameras-3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The second one I got was a Nikon D5000.&amp;nbsp; I. LOVE. MY. CAMERA!&amp;nbsp; It allows you to change lenses!&amp;nbsp; So now I'm hoping to get new lenses for it.&amp;nbsp; I want a telephoto.&amp;nbsp; I think it would be fun to take those out door shots with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imaging.nikon.com/products/imaging/lineup/digitalcamera/slr/d5000/img/pic_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://imaging.nikon.com/products/imaging/lineup/digitalcamera/slr/d5000/img/pic_001.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;embed height="300" src="http://w139.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w139.photobucket.com/albums/q301/nicbeast/20100130-31/38e7cd9c.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s139.photobucket.com/albums/q301/nicbeast/20100130-31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=38e7cd9c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&amp;nbsp; That's all I got.&amp;nbsp; Well it's not, but I'm tired.&amp;nbsp; We'll talk more later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just becuase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/celebsm/wentworthmiller/wentworth_miller_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/celebsm/wentworthmiller/wentworth_miller_5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-2332453229194681307?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2332453229194681307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2332453229194681307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2332453229194681307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2332453229194681307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/02/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture Perfect'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4143960999365094405</id><published>2010-01-26T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:27:52.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.'/><title type='text'>TOLD YOU SO!  ( a continuation of It's my pity party and I'll whine if I want to)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daveoncode.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/doh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://www.daveoncode.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/doh.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today's phone conversation with my dr's office:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Hi.&amp;nbsp; I would like to schedule surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nurse&lt;/b&gt;: OK.&amp;nbsp; Let me pull your chart.&amp;nbsp; When would you like to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp; As soon as possible.&amp;nbsp; But preferably not on my birthday. (I joke, laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nurse&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp; OK.&amp;nbsp; Let's see...oh...um.&amp;nbsp; Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: What.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nurse&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp; The date we have available is February 9th.&amp;nbsp; Your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: (I laugh becuase what else can you do) Figures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go in and discuss it with them on Friday...but if it does go down like that, consider yourself warned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT LOTS AND LOTS OF SYMPATHY BIRTHDAY PRESENTS!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-4143960999365094405?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4143960999365094405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4143960999365094405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4143960999365094405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4143960999365094405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/01/told-you-so-continuation-from-previous.html' title='TOLD YOU SO!  ( a continuation of It&apos;s my pity party and I&apos;ll whine if I want to)'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2737108507096612647</id><published>2010-01-25T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:02:01.377-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's my pity party, I'll whine if I want to!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/penguin_pity_party_stickers-p217620241518739807qjcl_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/penguin_pity_party_stickers-p217620241518739807qjcl_400.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was watching an episode of Grey’s Anatomy.&amp;nbsp; It’s the one where Meredith has appendicitis.&amp;nbsp; She is high as a freaking kite on morphine, headed into surgery where they were gonna cut her open and remove a piece of her insides.&amp;nbsp; I mean think about it, really, take a moment.&amp;nbsp; Remove. Body. Parts.&amp;nbsp; It’s serious business, the risk for infection, something going wrong, bad surgeons, reaction to drugs.&amp;nbsp; Surgery is no joke. &lt;br /&gt;And all I could thing was, “Man!&amp;nbsp; She is soooooooo lucky!&amp;nbsp; She’s on morphine and feels NOTHING!&amp;nbsp; Surgery is so worth it.&amp;nbsp; I wish I were her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; It's that time again.&amp;nbsp; Coming up on that evil day.&amp;nbsp; Always causes anxiety, fear and aprehenson.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; I think the day is cursed.&amp;nbsp; I'm not even sure what I did to incur this kind of karma.&amp;nbsp; If you know, maybe you could clue me in so I can start to make amends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking.&amp;nbsp; "Your getting all worked up for nothing.&amp;nbsp; It's still a bit away."&amp;nbsp; And yet, it has already started.&amp;nbsp; There are already feelings of neglect and disintrest.&amp;nbsp; So, on one hand the thoughts run to, why bother?&amp;nbsp; If it's that much trouble don't worry about it.&amp;nbsp; Which has very damaging consequences.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, let it roll and harbor feelings of resentment which has it's own damaging outcome.&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I suppose I should speak up, but it would be a coin toss as to how that would go.&amp;nbsp; I'd have to wait, too.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because I can't think of a nice way to say what's on my mind.&amp;nbsp; It all sounds venomous.&amp;nbsp; Not a good way to open a dialog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would be this age and be in the situation I am now.&amp;nbsp; (Those of you who know, know.&amp;nbsp; Sorry for the cryptic, this issue is not for popular consumption)&amp;nbsp; It hurts.&amp;nbsp; It's devastating and I feel broken.&amp;nbsp; You'd think that a mile stone birthday would be something to celebrate.&amp;nbsp; Something to care enough about to put effort into.&amp;nbsp; I guess not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go find my therapists phone number, I'm thinking I'm gonna need a few hundred sessions to work this out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-2737108507096612647?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2737108507096612647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2737108507096612647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2737108507096612647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2737108507096612647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-my-pity-party-ill-whine-if-i-want.html' title='It&apos;s my pity party, I&apos;ll whine if I want to!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5602061525942804778</id><published>2010-01-22T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:01:22.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>And we're walking, we're walking...</title><content type='html'>Some pictures from when I walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;embed height="300" src="http://w139.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w139.photobucket.com/albums/q301/nicbeast/2010-0122/fd193e38.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s139.photobucket.com/albums/q301/nicbeast/2010-0122/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fd193e38.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-5602061525942804778?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5602061525942804778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5602061525942804778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5602061525942804778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5602061525942804778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-were-walking-were-walking.html' title='And we&apos;re walking, we&apos;re walking...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6727766075820952911</id><published>2010-01-03T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:12:10.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>Fresh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filofax.co.uk/images/feature/departments/dept_2010diaries.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://www.filofax.co.uk/images/feature/departments/dept_2010diaries.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Start fresh. Remember, you haven't messed&lt;br /&gt;anything up in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Unless you work really fast.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't made mistakes, you have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;It's a clean slate to do with what you please.&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/2695100716722609171-6727766075820952911?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6727766075820952911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6727766075820952911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6727766075820952911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6727766075820952911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/01/fresh.html' title='Fresh!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2203407045811473260</id><published>2010-01-02T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:30:46.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://papershackpartystore.com/images/HAPPY%20NEW%20YEAR%20189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://papershackpartystore.com/images/HAPPY%20NEW%20YEAR%20189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy New Year everyone!&amp;nbsp; I hope everyone had a great holiday season.&amp;nbsp; Ours was nice.&amp;nbsp; Turkey day spent up in Washington with the cousins.&amp;nbsp; They taught me how to shoot guns.&amp;nbsp; How much fun was that?&amp;nbsp; More fun than decent people oughta have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was spent here at our new house.&amp;nbsp; Something like 12 people showed for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I was really&amp;nbsp; touched.&amp;nbsp; I figured on a few would come.&amp;nbsp; Made me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's was spend home.&amp;nbsp; Quiet.&amp;nbsp; Made split pea and ham soup for dinner watched a movie.&amp;nbsp; Barely made it up to midnight.&amp;nbsp; So lame.&amp;nbsp; LOL.&amp;nbsp; New Year's Day, I mostly slept.&amp;nbsp; I didn't sleep very well when I finally did go to bed. I made black-eyed peas for dinner. I'd never had them before let alone made them.&amp;nbsp; They were very tasty!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kitties are good.&amp;nbsp; Eight continues to escape, but she comes back so I'm less stressed over it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get a camera for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Yes I know it has already passed but, The Man and I always get our gifts later.&amp;nbsp; Less stress that way.&amp;nbsp; I may go tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; The man is getting a surround sound system with a Blue-Ray player.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, turns out the two trees that are producing in the back yard are Lemon and Tangerine.&amp;nbsp; Who knew?&amp;nbsp; Clearly not me.&amp;nbsp; I bought a juicer so I could juice the lemons and freeze them.&amp;nbsp; I don't know WHAT to do about the Tangerines.&amp;nbsp; Want some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't found a job, hopefully something cool will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to go a whole nine months with out surgery!&amp;nbsp; Yay me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDGARDEN IS GETTING BACK TOGETHER!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone make any goals for the year?&amp;nbsp; Resolutions?&amp;nbsp; Wishes?&amp;nbsp; I'd like to hear them!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-2203407045811473260?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2203407045811473260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2203407045811473260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2203407045811473260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2203407045811473260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3277010704414756021</id><published>2009-12-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:32:21.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>You like me!  You really, really like me...or...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justsimplygoodstuff.com/cart/images/PrimeRib_Full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://justsimplygoodstuff.com/cart/images/PrimeRib_Full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...they are just really hungry. I invited 10 people for Holiday dinner Friday, thinking only about half would come. Usually how it works. They all said yes. I don't have that many matching place settings lol! My table isn't that big! I'll have to pull out the card tables. I hope they like rustic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Appetizers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Smokies in BBQ Sauce (why?  I was hungry when I went shopping.)&lt;br /&gt;Baked Brie with Chutney&lt;br /&gt;Chips and Dip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horseradish Crusted 10 Pound Rib Roast&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Potatoes (Thank you Sarah)&lt;br /&gt;Yorkshire Pudding either plain or bacon and chives&lt;br /&gt;Green Beans Sauteed with Bacon (and other herbs or something...still deciding)&lt;br /&gt;Roasted Carrots and Parsnips&lt;br /&gt;Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various Pies (like 3 or 4 - Thanks Timmy)&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Cheesecake for Kate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;need staff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and...&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I need a few things for my new house.&amp;nbsp; One of them is a couch.&amp;nbsp; I'd like this one with all the accessories.&amp;nbsp; Thank you in advance for your anticipated generosity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SzGctzMG-cI/AAAAAAAAEe0/Qj0L3rRu1wQ/s1600-h/wentworth-miller-modeling-couch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SzGctzMG-cI/AAAAAAAAEe0/Qj0L3rRu1wQ/s320/wentworth-miller-modeling-couch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicbeast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3277010704414756021?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3277010704414756021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3277010704414756021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3277010704414756021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3277010704414756021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-like-me-you-really-really-like-meor.html' title='You like me!  You really, really like me...or...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SzGctzMG-cI/AAAAAAAAEe0/Qj0L3rRu1wQ/s72-c/wentworth-miller-modeling-couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7799838876279837642</id><published>2009-12-01T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:11:27.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Found'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>SHE'S HOME!!</title><content type='html'>Eight is back!&amp;nbsp; Too happy for words!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7799838876279837642?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7799838876279837642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7799838876279837642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7799838876279837642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7799838876279837642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/12/shes-home.html' title='SHE&apos;S HOME!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6737969712438339404</id><published>2009-11-29T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:38:14.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><title type='text'>"Eight" Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SxMN87_sWAI/AAAAAAAAEeg/BD3pYNSe8gY/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SxMN87_sWAI/AAAAAAAAEeg/BD3pYNSe8gY/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my cat "Eight".&amp;nbsp; Microchip number: 4A7F205A18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is an 18 month old Calico (or Tortise) depending on who you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She went missing Saturday night, November 28, 2009 from 9th Street in Gilroy, CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We just moved to the area and she is not familiar with the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SxMOyO5AKeI/AAAAAAAAEeo/BsTIvyYTROA/s1600/IMG_0150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SxMOyO5AKeI/AAAAAAAAEeo/BsTIvyYTROA/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Eight with her sister "Six".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(no we don't name all our animals after numbers ;-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Six is wandering around the house and back yard "calling" for her.&amp;nbsp; It's shattering my already broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you see them please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;408-835-0451 cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nicbeast@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for helping us find our kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sfbay.craigslist.org/sby/laf/1487250001.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6737969712438339404?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6737969712438339404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6737969712438339404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6737969712438339404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6737969712438339404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/11/eight-missing.html' title='&quot;Eight&quot; Missing'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SxMN87_sWAI/AAAAAAAAEeg/BD3pYNSe8gY/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8568064489108373058</id><published>2009-11-28T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:20:29.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck You'/><title type='text'>Fuck You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f241/buhdydharma/vicious_tiger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f241/buhdydharma/vicious_tiger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone is so hot to get away from me, then get the fuck out. Fuck. Them. All. Fuck everyone, dumb shit mother fuckers. And just so we are clear, I am NOT you fucking emotional punching bag, dumb fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8568064489108373058?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8568064489108373058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8568064489108373058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8568064489108373058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8568064489108373058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-you.html' title='Fuck You!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-60335296210127756</id><published>2009-11-26T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:16:18.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mail'/><title type='text'>Delinquent Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I've been meaning to write this letter for months now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mr. J. J. Abrams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;c/o William Morris Endeavor Entertainment&lt;br /&gt;(Talent and Literary Agency)&lt;br /&gt;9601 Wilshire Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;3rd Floor&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills, CA 90210&lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Mr. Abrams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'ma need you to cease and desist all other entertainment endeavors and concentrate solely on making more Star Trek movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you in advance for you anticipated cooperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Nicbeast&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/2695100716722609171-60335296210127756?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/60335296210127756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=60335296210127756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/60335296210127756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/60335296210127756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/11/delinquent-letter.html' title='Delinquent Letter'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-435048673844576315</id><published>2009-10-16T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:22:55.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House Hunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>HOME SWEET HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ladies and gentlemen,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the hunt is over!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our New Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Stk1VdjWYqI/AAAAAAAAEdk/T_1g05ro8uU/s1600-h/Front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Stk1VdjWYqI/AAAAAAAAEdk/T_1g05ro8uU/s320/Front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beds:&amp;nbsp; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baths:&amp;nbsp; 2.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sq. Ft.: 2918&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lot Size:&amp;nbsp; 7000 Sq. Ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stories:&amp;nbsp; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A LOT OF HOME, live in a home with room to spare. 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, large game room separate living and dining room, family room and eat-in kitchen. tile flooring, indoor laundry and large backyard (with fruit trees!!!). All set in an established neighborhood with tree lined streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cleaning, painting and moving start tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All are welcome to help!! *cheesy grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="property_basic_details"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="property_detail_value right_column"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="property_detail_value right_column"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-435048673844576315?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/435048673844576315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=435048673844576315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/435048673844576315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/435048673844576315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME SWEET HOME'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Stk1VdjWYqI/AAAAAAAAEdk/T_1g05ro8uU/s72-c/Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-58737670617847128</id><published>2009-10-02T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:09:23.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.'/><title type='text'>I had a dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bmdart.com/images/art/D_P/pained.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://bmdart.com/images/art/D_P/pained.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The past couple of days, I've been in some pain.&amp;nbsp; It's like having a screaming headache, but all over your body, from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;finally fell asleep last night and actually had a dream about how much pain I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;drove to the dr's office and paced outside the door convincing myself to go in.&amp;nbsp; Feeling like it was silly for me to be there, I&amp;nbsp;told myself I should just suck it up and go home.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I&amp;nbsp;know I'm inside my dr's lobby and they are having some sort of clinic day.&amp;nbsp; I check in at the table and a guy that looks like Anthony Edwards asks about my stats. &amp;nbsp;I tell him this is my regular dr and I&amp;nbsp;have insurance.&amp;nbsp; Smiling he sends me over to wait in a different line.&amp;nbsp; I'm standing there, trying to ignore the pain, when the world around me starts to go dark, from the outside in, like a pin hole.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;crumble to the floor, my world has gone black except for a flash of light here and there; some woman yelling instructions, people rushing around me then total darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake on a gurney in a hospital.&amp;nbsp; A very kind nurse starts asking me questions about my memories.&amp;nbsp; I answer her and realize she is checking to see if I'm coherent or hit my head.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it's my body telling me I'm crazy not go to the dr?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-58737670617847128?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/58737670617847128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=58737670617847128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/58737670617847128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/58737670617847128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had-dream.html' title='I had a dream...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5638019934693345423</id><published>2009-09-30T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:38:16.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4741740/anxiety-main_Full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4741740/anxiety-main_Full.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...Wait for it....&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/2695100716722609171-5638019934693345423?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5638019934693345423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5638019934693345423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5638019934693345423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5638019934693345423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6074577252778152831</id><published>2009-09-17T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:50:48.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Out!</title><content type='html'>We are out of the 2 bed 1.5 bath, 1200 sq.ft. town house and in the 1bed 1 bath, 800 sq.ft. apartment...I'm feelin' some kinda way about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SrLLDIgcLII/AAAAAAAAEdc/O7G3y9cv85k/s1600-h/IMG_0209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SrLLDIgcLII/AAAAAAAAEdc/O7G3y9cv85k/s320/IMG_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SrLK-GrndmI/AAAAAAAAEdU/huS-VeQ9yO8/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SrLK-GrndmI/AAAAAAAAEdU/huS-VeQ9yO8/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kill me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6074577252778152831?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6074577252778152831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6074577252778152831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6074577252778152831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6074577252778152831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/out.html' title='Out!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SrLLDIgcLII/AAAAAAAAEdc/O7G3y9cv85k/s72-c/IMG_0209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5788093738717912045</id><published>2009-09-14T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:27:07.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>House hunting, Stress is thy name...</title><content type='html'>Sunday we rented a Uhaul truck again to move all the big stuff.&amp;nbsp; Nic-B.I.L. and Nic-friend came and helped us along with Nic-mom.&amp;nbsp; It went so fast with all of us!!&amp;nbsp; True family and friends help you move.&amp;nbsp; Period.&amp;nbsp; It's a shitty job and they do it for food!&amp;nbsp; I love them mucho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove them by The Short Sale, tried to break in to show them around, no go.&amp;nbsp; LOL.&amp;nbsp; So then we went to The Other House and what do you know, they were having an open house!&amp;nbsp; I was like Oh...no...&amp;nbsp; If they are still having open houses they are still accepting offers.&amp;nbsp; We went in and looked around.&amp;nbsp; A couple couple of realtors were there along with a finance person.&amp;nbsp; Everyone in our group pretended like we haven't put an offer in already.&amp;nbsp; Everyone seems to like it.&amp;nbsp; Like I said most of the stuff is cosmetic, lipstick and rouge.&amp;nbsp; This whole house buying thing is a trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sq8XJCTzAgI/AAAAAAAAEdM/qmVp1ItgG5E/s1600-h/stress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sq8XJCTzAgI/AAAAAAAAEdM/qmVp1ItgG5E/s320/stress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-5788093738717912045?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5788093738717912045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5788093738717912045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5788093738717912045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5788093738717912045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-we-rented-uhaul-truck-again-to.html' title='House hunting, Stress is thy name...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sq8XJCTzAgI/AAAAAAAAEdM/qmVp1ItgG5E/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6815268214331564378</id><published>2009-09-11T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:44:11.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Oh for heaven's sake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sqsmjbhw_dI/AAAAAAAAEdE/cg_5Gh-U9FU/s1600-h/JoinDarkside2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sqsmjbhw_dI/AAAAAAAAEdE/cg_5Gh-U9FU/s320/JoinDarkside2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Lemme tell you 'bout my day.&amp;nbsp; Wake, shower, eat breakfast.&amp;nbsp; Nothing too exciting there.&amp;nbsp; The I go donate blood in honor of 9/11.&amp;nbsp; I also figure I'd want someone to donate if I needed it, plus good karma.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Next, I pick up my chap labor (mom) and take her to Taco Bell becuase, well she wanted it.&amp;nbsp; Then we head back to the apartment, pick up some boxes and go back to the old address to pack up my clothes.&amp;nbsp; Four cardboard boxes full of my shoes and purses, a trip to Wally World to buy 30 Gallon plastic containers later we have every thing packed up.&amp;nbsp; Mind you, only the pile clothes marked "Take" could fit in my car.&amp;nbsp; All the shoes and purses and clothes going to storage are still there.&amp;nbsp; I have so much stuff...How is it I have nothing to wear????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Anywho, we load up the car, I race to Safeway to pick up stuff for dinner, (I made bbq chicken pizza, y'all it was goooooooooooood!) then back to the apartment.&amp;nbsp; Mom wants to unload the car, but having given blood today I was pooped.&amp;nbsp; So I started dinner and went to check my email.&amp;nbsp; I find this from our realtor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...I did get a email from XXX on The Short Sale and&amp;nbsp;your offer has been accepted and is in position one...I am sure if we get The Other House you would probably drop The Short Sale?..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAY WHAT????????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So I call our realtor and discuss this turn of events.&amp;nbsp; He is correct.&amp;nbsp; If we get The Other House, we will drop The Short Sale.&amp;nbsp; As I have said, I'm not in love with that one.&amp;nbsp; I guess this explains why it went pending.&amp;nbsp; Good Lord.&amp;nbsp; So we should know by Monday I guess.&amp;nbsp; I'm so conflicted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6815268214331564378?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6815268214331564378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6815268214331564378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6815268214331564378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6815268214331564378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-for-heavens-sake.html' title='Oh for heaven&apos;s sake...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sqsmjbhw_dI/AAAAAAAAEdE/cg_5Gh-U9FU/s72-c/JoinDarkside2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-802371155796968669</id><published>2009-09-10T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:26:09.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Well, when we went onto the listing site, it says the short sale we bid on went pending.&amp;nbsp; Nice of the bank to tell anyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqnfAWhZ8hI/AAAAAAAAEc8/xdmIPZEn5Ts/s1600-h/Clark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqnfAWhZ8hI/AAAAAAAAEc8/xdmIPZEn5Ts/s320/Clark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, now we wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-802371155796968669?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/802371155796968669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=802371155796968669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/802371155796968669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/802371155796968669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqnfAWhZ8hI/AAAAAAAAEc8/xdmIPZEn5Ts/s72-c/Clark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4459539270302131964</id><published>2009-09-09T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:16:00.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucktards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Be vewwy, vewwy quiet...I'm hunting houses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiKwNvBvhI/AAAAAAAAEc0/8rmF__jjdk4/s1600-h/elmers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiKwNvBvhI/AAAAAAAAEc0/8rmF__jjdk4/s200/elmers1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379702315819318802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, we found another house we liked that is a short sale.  I'm not crazy about the house its self.  The layout is not quite so open and kinda strange and the rooms are small.  They did usurp the room next to the master to make it bigger but it's...strange.  The back yard however is fantastic!!  Sorry I don't have pictures of the back, but here is the front.  Since it's a short sale, I don't expect to hear back from the bank. &lt;/span&gt;LOL&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;"Great curb appeal inside and out. Come and see for yourself. This home features 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms over 1700 SF of living space. Mature neighborhood, Quiet neighborhood, and a great centralized location.         Make this your next home. A short sale waiting for your offer. Banks are willing to work with an offer today. Easy to show. Drive by, stop by, or call for a showing of this home. This is a FHA qualified home. Everything appears to be in working condition. This home is close to parks, close to schools and in the middle of all shopping centers. Walking distance to the Levy. 2 car garage and ready to move into."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiBN4nxbTI/AAAAAAAAEcE/eUnKftjewjM/s1600-h/Clark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiBN4nxbTI/AAAAAAAAEcE/eUnKftjewjM/s200/Clark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379691830431542578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Bed/Bath:          3 / 2&lt;br /&gt;SqFt:                    1,717&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went out and looked at another house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A LOT OF HOME, live in a home with room to spare. 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, large game room separate living and dining room, family room and eat-in kitchen. tile flooring, indoor laundry and large backyard. All set in an established neighborhood with tree lined streets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man, they aren't kidding!  This place is huge!  For us, anyway.  The decor is...questionable, but mostly just paint and carpet.  Everything looks good; roof, new windows.  There is RV parking and the yard is manageable.  There are fruit trees in the back yard, lemon, cherry, plumb and peach!  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiFd_jzlKI/AAAAAAAAEcM/8KEcn6XxIck/s1600-h/Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiFd_jzlKI/AAAAAAAAEcM/8KEcn6XxIck/s200/Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379696505218372770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiFpbTy5XI/AAAAAAAAEcU/JYse2fke4yQ/s1600-h/Inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiFpbTy5XI/AAAAAAAAEcU/JYse2fke4yQ/s200/Inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379696701645972850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiGXpgWvpI/AAAAAAAAEck/a6CywXsImYE/s1600-h/Inside2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiGXpgWvpI/AAAAAAAAEck/a6CywXsImYE/s200/Inside2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379697495730732690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bed/Bath:4 / 2 1/2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SqFt:2,918&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lot:7,000 sq ft&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yr Built / Age:1977 / 32 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathrooms have been redone, do you SEE that mint paint and teal carpet?  So odd...  I mean, I love the 80's, but damn!  But, that's just lipstick and rouge!  We put in a bid.  A BIG one!  Huge!  I'm not sure it will win but, dammit, we are in the hunt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE COULD BE HOME OWNERS BY THE WEEKEND Y'ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since all my other business is concluded, (YAY!) My blog is back to being open!!!  WOOT!!&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/2695100716722609171-4459539270302131964?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4459539270302131964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4459539270302131964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4459539270302131964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4459539270302131964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-vewwy-vewwy-quietim-hunting-houses.html' title='Be vewwy, vewwy quiet...I&apos;m hunting houses!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SqiKwNvBvhI/AAAAAAAAEc0/8rmF__jjdk4/s72-c/elmers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4775134929890887282</id><published>2009-09-04T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:27:11.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://meowcheese.com/files/lolpics/2008/04/y-u-outbid-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 255px;" src="http://meowcheese.com/files/lolpics/2008/04/y-u-outbid-me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not us.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Well be heading out tomorrow afternoon for to look at some more houses...&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2695100716722609171-4775134929890887282?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4775134929890887282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4775134929890887282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4775134929890887282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4775134929890887282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7235748257308235770</id><published>2009-09-01T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:29:45.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ohnolookoutitsaraygun.com/argh-Picard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://ohnolookoutitsaraygun.com/argh-Picard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are seven bids on the house...no surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We upped our offer...not by much but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Captain and  I look about the same right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7235748257308235770?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7235748257308235770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7235748257308235770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7235748257308235770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7235748257308235770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6186940843338992591</id><published>2009-08-31T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:01:53.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Christ Almighty</title><content type='html'>We put an offer on Bam #2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Spy3LtXEJjI/AAAAAAAAEb0/03e1iE3xvAI/s1600-h/Sussex+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Spy3LtXEJjI/AAAAAAAAEb0/03e1iE3xvAI/s400/Sussex+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376373466956310066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Spy3QD5DtnI/AAAAAAAAEb8/vrlRXqQ-OqU/s1600-h/Sussex+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Spy3QD5DtnI/AAAAAAAAEb8/vrlRXqQ-OqU/s400/Sussex+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376373541723944562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lockergnome.com/osx/files/2009/04/freaked_out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 297px;" src="http://www.lockergnome.com/osx/files/2009/04/freaked_out.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, we'll get out bid but holy crap!   WE PUT AN OFFER ON A HOUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma be a mess for a bit.  Please excuse me in advance.&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/2695100716722609171-6186940843338992591?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6186940843338992591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6186940843338992591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6186940843338992591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6186940843338992591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/christ-almighty.html' title='Christ Almighty'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Spy3LtXEJjI/AAAAAAAAEb0/03e1iE3xvAI/s72-c/Sussex+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6783733381806292320</id><published>2009-08-30T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:04:34.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Still Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking, looking, looking.  Handfulls of houses, nothing exciting then bam!  No wait more like BAM BAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="_details_930864_ctl03_tOverview" class="RTable" style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Bed/Bath:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4 / 3&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;       &lt;td&gt;SqFt:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2,117&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Lot:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7,000 sq ft&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yr Built / Age:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1985 / 24 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first BAM is well with in our price range.  Needs some work but nothing that would make it tough to live in while we refurbished.  It also has a pool, which honestly for me, isn't a selling point.  But it has good structure.  I like it.  Big kitchen! Even a bit excicted about it, though I was trying not to be.  The realtor tried to get info on the place this weekend and all the websites and what not were being changed and by the time he did get in, it said there were no listings for our city.  He's not convinced he thinks it may be a computer thing, transferring files and what not, so he's gonna call the agent on Monday.  *Crosses Fingers*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="_details_931261_ctl03_tOverview" class="RTable" style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Bed/Bath:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4 / 2&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;       &lt;td&gt;SqFt:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2,147&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Lot:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7,040 sq ft&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="overviewRow"&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yr Built / Age:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1981 / 28 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second BAM is a little high for us but absolutely beautiful.  Move in ready.  The price is a little high and we would kinda be stuck for a minute...a bit house poor, but no work needs to be done.  GREAT KITCHEN!   *sigh*.  The price makes me nervous.  I have a call into our finance person to check on what the payments would be so, we'll see.  I don't have any pictures of the first house, they have disappeared which leads me to belive that the house is already pending, but here are the some of the second house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sps6mAKVD2I/AAAAAAAAEbk/Fud-B9rbSPQ/s1600-h/Sussex+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sps6mAKVD2I/AAAAAAAAEbk/Fud-B9rbSPQ/s400/Sussex+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375955004749582178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sps6q8prn-I/AAAAAAAAEbs/qCEJfXdPrzI/s1600-h/Sussex+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sps6q8prn-I/AAAAAAAAEbs/qCEJfXdPrzI/s400/Sussex+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375955089706688482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, keep your fingers crossed for us.  If you would like to donate to our housing there is a paypal button on the side of the blog lololol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the packing starts in earnest tomorrow for the move next weekend.  I hate packing.  So, anyone who has nothing better to do than help me pack and move is more than welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6783733381806292320?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6783733381806292320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6783733381806292320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6783733381806292320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6783733381806292320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-hunting.html' title='Still Hunting'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sps6mAKVD2I/AAAAAAAAEbk/Fud-B9rbSPQ/s72-c/Sussex+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4284129905606949562</id><published>2009-08-10T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:10:16.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House Hunting'/><title type='text'>Home Sweet Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SoEGTbStFhI/AAAAAAAAEbc/kMdLaM5-VoM/s1600-h/400+5th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SoEGTbStFhI/AAAAAAAAEbc/kMdLaM5-VoM/s400/400+5th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368579161615832594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bed/Bath:             3 / 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SqFt:                      1,475&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot:                        9,500 sq ft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yr Built / Age:     1955 / 54 years&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Price: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;More than we can realistically afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful corner lot, with 3 car garage and wonderful BBQ area. Complete new kitchen in garage ready to be installed in home. Hardwood floors and newer windows with some updating in bathrooms. This home has so much potential. With a little TLC could be a show place! Close to down town and shopping. Walk to library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This house is so wonderful.  I mean you see that front window and those floors?  That back yard!  Perfect for entertaining.  That covered shelter, has a SINK!!  It also has a butcher block cutting board!!!  AND LOTS OF STORAGE!!  What really hurts, is...it is SO CLOSE to what we can afford!! And the houses in this neighborhood NEVER go on sale!  I knew this would break my heart.  It was one of those times when the voice in your head said, "Don't! Do! It!  DON'T LOOK!"  and I ignored it.  We both did.  We both loved the house.  We immediately started scheming.  How could we do some creative financing.  Then I started getting this sort of feeling of dread as we were hatching our plan.  When I quieted my self I knew it wasn't meant to be.  I realized every thing we were saying was negative.  "Well if we don't do this...or if we don't do that.  We won't be able to do these things...."  I don't think it's the right way to start off.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So bully for me for being the voice of reason and saying we should stick to our plan.  I mean, things have been falling into place.  There is no reason we should start trying to force puzzle pieces into place.  I'm not saying we should not work for what we want, but this just feels strained and artificial.  I mean we could go in and offer less but it seems silly and quite frankly it's insulting. :-) Besides, once people get wind of this gem, there will be multiple bids.  We just can't afford it.  We're doing the right thing.  Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://superlative1.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/broken_heart_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 477px;" src="http://superlative1.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/broken_heart_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4284129905606949562?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4284129905606949562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4284129905606949562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4284129905606949562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4284129905606949562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-sweet-heartbreak.html' title='Home Sweet Heartbreak'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SoEGTbStFhI/AAAAAAAAEbc/kMdLaM5-VoM/s72-c/400+5th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3679139507448390400</id><published>2009-08-09T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:16:04.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House Hunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.'/><title type='text'>House Hunters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was our first going to open houses.  Wasn't too bad, only three with our requirements.  The first one was nice.  Big kitchen, laminate floors through out,  nice yard.  They already had three offers on it and if we wanted it we'd have to make one by 2:00 tomorrow.  Well, it was nice, but we didn't like it that much and we really aren't in the position to be making an offer that soon anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-qunSaGWI/AAAAAAAAEak/1Wlx37wIUUU/s1600-h/Orinda+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-qunSaGWI/AAAAAAAAEak/1Wlx37wIUUU/s200/Orinda+Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368196998645815650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The second one was priced really low!  Like $100k less...and we saw why.  I mean with that extra $100k we could make a really bitchen house!  LOL.  But, to do that would be A LOT of work.  I'm not too keen on it.  It is also a foreclosure so that makes me twitchy.  When we got there the realtor wasn't even there.  I found a way in! LOL!  By the time he showed we were done looking.  He'd never even been through the whole place.  We talked to him for a minute and found out about it being a foreclosure.  That's why, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-rkciLbtI/AAAAAAAAEas/t677eTAjd_0/s1600-h/Ramona+All.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-rkciLbtI/AAAAAAAAEas/t677eTAjd_0/s200/Ramona+All.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368197923472109266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Third house was lovely!  Nicely redone.  Kitchen was tiny, though...and you all know how I feel about that.  BUT the rest of the house was nicely redone.  Hardwood floors through out, which honestly, after having them AND 4 cats, it's really a pain chasing fur balls all around the house with a broom.  The back yard was perfect.  Sigh...I think if we were able to, we would have seriously considered making an offer.  First weekend out though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-rsmPyevI/AAAAAAAAEa0/1HtxklkOFt0/s1600-h/Cedar+Ct+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-rsmPyevI/AAAAAAAAEa0/1HtxklkOFt0/s200/Cedar+Ct+Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368198063518284530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-sC3AHDII/AAAAAAAAEbE/iYh8wH5Tmck/s1600-h/Cedar+Ct2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-sC3AHDII/AAAAAAAAEbE/iYh8wH5Tmck/s200/Cedar+Ct2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368198445973048450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-r-2h5TFI/AAAAAAAAEa8/G5WVLz_QzSM/s1600-h/Cedar+Ct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-r-2h5TFI/AAAAAAAAEa8/G5WVLz_QzSM/s200/Cedar+Ct.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368198377126841426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'm meeting with our realtor to go look at a bunch of houses, then we will go back out that evening with the man so he can see too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I also have an apt with my allergist.  I think I will fess up this time to my allergies being worse now since the last time I saw him.  *cough2extracatscough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well that's it for now.  I'll keep you posted on what happens tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3679139507448390400?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3679139507448390400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3679139507448390400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3679139507448390400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3679139507448390400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/house-hunters.html' title='House Hunters'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Sn-qunSaGWI/AAAAAAAAEak/1Wlx37wIUUU/s72-c/Orinda+Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6613675037614667147</id><published>2009-08-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:40:14.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasses'/><title type='text'>I can see clearly now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY GLASSES ARE IN!! &lt;br /&gt;MY GLASSES ARE IN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.go-optic.com/dframes/images/dkny_DY5575_1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.go-optic.com/dframes/images/dkny_DY5575_1002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.go-optic.com/sunglasses/images/adriennevittadini_AV5055S_156954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.go-optic.com/sunglasses/images/adriennevittadini_AV5055S_156954.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm picking them up tomorrow!  I'm so McCited!!&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/2695100716722609171-6613675037614667147?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6613675037614667147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6613675037614667147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6613675037614667147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6613675037614667147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-see-clearly-now.html' title='I can see clearly now...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3899501784969493070</id><published>2009-08-05T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:17:13.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Five Rules to Game Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.everyjoe.com/files/2009/06/game-over-300x238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 238px;" src="http://www.everyjoe.com/files/2009/06/game-over-300x238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are rules some professionals haven't seemed to have learned.  Let me refresh your memory, or maybe in some cases enlighten you...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Do not call people before 8:00 A.M. or after 8:00 P.M.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my preference being before 9:00 AM)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  When you do call, make sure you know who you are calling.  Do not ask for the wrong person.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Do not make creepy statements.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Do not make insensitive statements.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Do not make  bad racial jokes.  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Game over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3899501784969493070?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3899501784969493070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3899501784969493070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3899501784969493070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3899501784969493070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/five-rules-to-game-over.html' title='Five Rules to Game Over!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7306380854095275391</id><published>2009-08-04T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:14:30.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>I like to move it, move it!  NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cutprice.com.au/gifs%20and%20jpegs/moving10.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.cutprice.com.au/gifs%20and%20jpegs/moving10.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This whole, moving, buying a house thing...one great big bundle of stress!!  Again I have to say, this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; above my maturity level!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been talking with a mortgage broker, she is super nice, very knowledgeable and very helpful.  If I get my way, we will go with her.  We have pre-qualified and I have now started interviewing Realtors.  I have no skill set for interviewing them.  I mean, what do you ask?  What do I need in a Realtor?  Experience.  Patience.  Knowledge.  The ability to calm my ass down when I start freaking out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We got a local storage unit and I have started moving things from the garage over there.  I got some boxes so I'll start packing up things in the house this week I hope.  Things like books and maybe stuff from the bathroom we aren't using.  I don't really have a clear plan on the order of things.  Suggestions welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We filled out an application for an apartment, so I'm taking that over tomorrow.  There is no way we will be able to buy a house before we have to be out of this place.  So now we have a cushion.  We don't want to rush into anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2025/2510600461_b0c069ffa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2025/2510600461_b0c069ffa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a personal note, I got my eyes checked and got new glasses and sun glasses.  The sunglasses are ready to be picked up but I think I will wait for my regular glasses to be ready and make one trip.  I am also gonna try ordering some glasses online becuase they are hella cheap!  So if they work out I can get a bunch!!  Fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7306380854095275391?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7306380854095275391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7306380854095275391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7306380854095275391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7306380854095275391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-whole-moving-buying-house-thing.html' title='I like to move it, move it!  NOT!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2025/2510600461_b0c069ffa1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4095138787625686121</id><published>2009-07-23T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:43:51.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='River of Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dysfunctor.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/traditional_kampong_house_rumah_melayu_move_heritage_moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.dysfunctor.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/traditional_kampong_house_rumah_melayu_move_heritage_moving.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We got word a while back the townhouse we are renting has been foreclosed on.  Meaning?  We have to move.  The timing isn't bad, though.  We are looking to buy our first house.  We've had some help; we know an out of state real estate agent who pointed us in a direction to find someone here.  Today, I spoke with said person and she has put me in contact with a mortgage broker in our city that is connected with her agency.  We will probably also talk to our bank who we have been with FOREVER and seems to have ridden out this financial fiasco and has a good reputation with mortgages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am I nervous?  Yep.  Scared?  You bet!  Excited?  Yes, when I'm not nervous or scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More immediately, I'm bummed.  I. HATE. MOVING!  I. HATE. PACKING!  OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/6901/moving2zd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 207px;" src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/6901/moving2zd3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  I don't know if I can express to you how much I hate those things.  I wish I were one of those people who could go on vacation and come back to your house all moved.  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have a local storage unit, so I am going to start moving stuff over there I think next week.  It's a little tough trying to decide what you use and don't.  I have an idea of a plan but am leaving my options open...so to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Smj_k7E5SmI/AAAAAAAAEaU/DtDgKWwYoJg/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Smj_k7E5SmI/AAAAAAAAEaU/DtDgKWwYoJg/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361816366183172706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;River of Death was good.  We only had one scary incident.  My advice to you, always wear your life vest.  Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SmkB7GZlyRI/AAAAAAAAEac/wLZOCyr1ETo/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SmkB7GZlyRI/AAAAAAAAEac/wLZOCyr1ETo/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361818946203142418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kittens are evil.  They have taken to waking up at 4 or 5 AM to play.  When does the kitten thing end?  Sheesh!  Ok, As I sit here typing this, they are asleep and cute next to me, but Six sleeps with here eyes open...is that weird?  Seems weird to me.  And she's DREAMING!  So she has the REM thing happening so it looks like she's looking around...so bizarre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any way, if you don't mind, I think I'll blog about my house hunting experiences with y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See ya later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4095138787625686121?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4095138787625686121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4095138787625686121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4095138787625686121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4095138787625686121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Smj_k7E5SmI/AAAAAAAAEaU/DtDgKWwYoJg/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-9110155784416782883</id><published>2009-07-07T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:50:37.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='River of Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><title type='text'>Where there's fire, there's...fire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, the the river we float down is on fire.  Well not &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt; fire, but there are fires up there and the areas we drop in and load out are closed...Presents a problem.  What to do, what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know!! I'll make T-Shirts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlQkkZizK2I/AAAAAAAAEaM/hNsXcf48VGQ/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlQkkZizK2I/AAAAAAAAEaM/hNsXcf48VGQ/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355946064601099106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What do you think?  LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-9110155784416782883?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/9110155784416782883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=9110155784416782883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/9110155784416782883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/9110155784416782883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-theres-fire-theresfire.html' title='Where there&apos;s fire, there&apos;s...fire...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlQkkZizK2I/AAAAAAAAEaM/hNsXcf48VGQ/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3005324286774450289</id><published>2009-07-05T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:28:07.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm famous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlE3B_DA_6I/AAAAAAAAEaE/moP8cdA86tU/s1600-h/photo-787292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlE3B_DA_6I/AAAAAAAAEaE/moP8cdA86tU/s320/photo-787292.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355121939163709346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They wrote a book about me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3005324286774450289?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3005324286774450289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3005324286774450289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3005324286774450289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3005324286774450289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-famous.html' title='I&apos;m famous!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlE3B_DA_6I/AAAAAAAAEaE/moP8cdA86tU/s72-c/photo-787292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-64513687534925960</id><published>2009-07-05T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:01:24.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittens</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlEwxCqSAnI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/sa6t_br95NE/s1600-h/photo-784580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlEwxCqSAnI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/sa6t_br95NE/s320/photo-784580.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355115051006165618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At their cutest...sleeping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-64513687534925960?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/64513687534925960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=64513687534925960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/64513687534925960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/64513687534925960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/kittens.html' title='Kittens'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlEwxCqSAnI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/sa6t_br95NE/s72-c/photo-784580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4300815775278678748</id><published>2009-07-04T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:52:00.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='River of Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucktards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Brand New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickrsfinest.com/wp-content/uploads/brandnewday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 311px;" src="http://www.flickrsfinest.com/wp-content/uploads/brandnewday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I've been absent mostly from my blog, but I've had to be.   I'm happy to say, in a few weeks if all goes well, that will change.  Things seem to finally be drifting in my favor for a change *knocks on wood*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, I think maybe I'll make some resolutions.  Well not resolutions, but take some ideas I have and implement them.  Make my life more of what I want it to be, or at least, do more of the things I want to do.  I'm afraid this may upset some, but if they can't understand that it's time for me to take care my business, then I'll be sad but I'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new?  River of Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA6GTRyhkI/AAAAAAAAEZk/EtOm3CBYTEY/s1600-h/more+river+pics.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA6GTRyhkI/AAAAAAAAEZk/EtOm3CBYTEY/s320/more+river+pics.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354843836872033858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep it's that time again.  We are leaving Sunday.  We will be camping for the Whole. Damn.  Week.  Well, we'll break it up here and there with a motel or B&amp;amp;B.  I mean how many times do I have to say it...IN-FREAKING-DOOR GIRL!   Honestly, I don't even need that much.  Shower, bathroom, power, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; access...I can even do with out the latter if I have my iPhone to keep an eye on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Harry Potter comes out while we are up there.  I made it known under no uncertain terms I WILL BE GOING TO SEE THAT.  No questions, no discussions.  I am NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://trailertracker.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 473px;" src="http://trailertracker.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got my AA ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA8XbKDoRI/AAAAAAAAEZs/zYrED73lHo8/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA8XbKDoRI/AAAAAAAAEZs/zYrED73lHo8/s200/IMG_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354846330068115730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people made me walk.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;.  I also discovered I'm 2 semesters away from my BA.  So I think that will be coming up on the game plan.  Maybe while up at the R.O.D.  I can figure out what's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I think that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I tell you I had a fabulous dream that I was making out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wentworth&lt;/span&gt;?  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA88x7HMmI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/0q57eLaEQNM/s1600-h/%211redscarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA88x7HMmI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/0q57eLaEQNM/s400/%211redscarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354846971834610274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4300815775278678748?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4300815775278678748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4300815775278678748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4300815775278678748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4300815775278678748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/07/brand-new-day.html' title='Brand New Day'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SlA6GTRyhkI/AAAAAAAAEZk/EtOm3CBYTEY/s72-c/more+river+pics.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4946009415962457237</id><published>2009-04-21T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:57:28.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Se5qw8abGrI/AAAAAAAAEEI/46Mg7ecDF7U/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Se5qw8abGrI/AAAAAAAAEEI/46Mg7ecDF7U/s400/IMG_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327312798309096114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my kittens, Eight, is missing...I'm out of town, and can't do anything about it which makes me feel so useless.  Please send positive vibes she comes home soon, safe and sound.  My heart is breaking for her.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfbay.craigslist.org/sby/laf/1133326082.html"&gt;http://sfbay.craigslist.org/sby/laf/1133326082.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4946009415962457237?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4946009415962457237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4946009415962457237' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4946009415962457237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4946009415962457237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/Se5qw8abGrI/AAAAAAAAEEI/46Mg7ecDF7U/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3265478264091467732</id><published>2009-03-29T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:15:46.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Cornell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.'/><title type='text'>The Unmitigated Gall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smallscars.com/images/medart/cholecystectomy/GallbladderRemoval_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 277px;" src="http://www.smallscars.com/images/medart/cholecystectomy/GallbladderRemoval_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, those of you who know me, know I've had some other issues with my health.  My stoopit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gallbladder"&gt;Gallbladder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; is defective and has to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.webmd.com/digestive-disorders/laparoscopic-gallbladder-surgery-for-gallstones"&gt;taken out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  I am not happy about this.  I might be more afraid as I usually am before a surgery but I'm just too annoyed.   I like what the Gallbladder is SUPPOSED to do.  I'd like to keep it, but these trips to the ER are a right pain in the, well Gallbladder.  When the ER staff knows you, you've been in too many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was worried after dinner out on Friday that I may cause myself another attack, but I just ended up being queasy until late Saturday night.  I can live with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tuesday I go under the knife again.  I'm doing it here in town this time.  No offense to Stanford, which is a WONDERFUL hospital, but it's such a long haul.   So if you'd like to come visit me in the hospital I'd LOVE that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f273/vickyvix/big-cheesy-grin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 92px;" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f273/vickyvix/big-cheesy-grin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am sorry to say, neither Wentworth (who never shows) or Chris Cornell (will be somewhere between TX and GA) will be coming over to help me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="query" class="query"&gt;convalesce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  but I do have a couple of friends who are gonna step in and help out.  I'm quite happy about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well I guess that's it.  I'll see ya later.  Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3265478264091467732?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3265478264091467732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3265478264091467732' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3265478264091467732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3265478264091467732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/03/unmitigated-gall.html' title='The Unmitigated Gall'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-9133673340447652550</id><published>2009-03-25T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:00:20.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Cornell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fangirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stalker'/><title type='text'>How to be a Fangirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc59.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/020/2/4/Chibi_squeal_by_Kevin11s_girl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 277px;" src="http://fc59.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/020/2/4/Chibi_squeal_by_Kevin11s_girl.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's no secret I love me some Chris Cornell.  Take 'im anyway I can get him.  I will listen to that man sing the phone book.  Don't care, no way no how.  So imagine my surprise when I find out he's on Twitter and actually "Tweeting"!  Yup.  I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://twitter.com/chriscornell"&gt;clicked that shit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and follow him around like the psychotic fan girl I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, one day I am Twitter Stalking him.  He's answering questions, throwing out randoms stuff like that and I tell him, he should use his Black Berry to send pictures to Twitter.   He responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HE FUCKING RESPONDED!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsQjSxAROI/AAAAAAAAEDo/ghFiI3zvJR4/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Tweetjpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsQjSxAROI/AAAAAAAAEDo/ghFiI3zvJR4/s400/Chris+Cornell+Tweetjpeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317361983559845090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So then he asks for help, and people start sending him instructions on how to upload a photo! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsQn7C986I/AAAAAAAAEDw/yhVf5q7AqCM/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Tweet+Bigjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsQn7C986I/AAAAAAAAEDw/yhVf5q7AqCM/s400/Chris+Cornell+Tweet+Bigjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317362063092085666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After some trial and error we get one!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsL9QpJ_YI/AAAAAAAAECg/F3yJZhUNrS8/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+and+son+on+bike"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsL9QpJ_YI/AAAAAAAAECg/F3yJZhUNrS8/s200/Chris+Cornell+and+son+on+bike" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317356932108516738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YAY!!!  And Awwwwwwwwwwww!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on his way to the show in Chile.  He was at the airport where he got stuck for 12 hours.  I'd have killed fools.  (And before you even ask, yes I was on the computer trying to find out where exactly IN the airport he was and which flight had been delayed.  Hello, my name is Nicbeast and I have a problem.)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsNL-huitI/AAAAAAAAECo/ppztpSmgcdw/s1600-h/chris+cornell+hat+and+sunglasses"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsNL-huitI/AAAAAAAAECo/ppztpSmgcdw/s400/chris+cornell+hat+and+sunglasses" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317358284455185106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I send him another Tweet, to which I get no response.  No surprise, lightening never strikes twice.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsRCXI2hEI/AAAAAAAAED4/B9HrXBhZXk8/s1600-h/Stage+Tweetjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 55px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsRCXI2hEI/AAAAAAAAED4/B9HrXBhZXk8/s400/Stage+Tweetjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317362517309555778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But NOW we get these!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsOiwGxRyI/AAAAAAAAECw/1CZg6gEoCjI/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+backstage"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsOiwGxRyI/AAAAAAAAECw/1CZg6gEoCjI/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+backstage" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317359775232640802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Backstage in Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsO07BuwOI/AAAAAAAAEDA/0YhKJ5ZizYo/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+on+stage+arms+up"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsO07BuwOI/AAAAAAAAEDA/0YhKJ5ZizYo/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+on+stage+arms+up" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317360087401939170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Out on stage, Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsOtRbPCtI/AAAAAAAAEC4/H8T-uaLNFi4/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+on+stage"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsOtRbPCtI/AAAAAAAAEC4/H8T-uaLNFi4/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+on+stage" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317359955975539410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out on stage, Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsO5tARLrI/AAAAAAAAEDI/uZh-WOwfTwQ/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+crowd"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsO5tARLrI/AAAAAAAAEDI/uZh-WOwfTwQ/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+crowd" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317360169537056434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crowd in Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsPCDJvj7I/AAAAAAAAEDQ/Oa-VJpWECgI/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+Bille+Jean"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsPCDJvj7I/AAAAAAAAEDQ/Oa-VJpWECgI/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Chile+Bille+Jean" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317360312921329586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billie Jean-Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsPFzZYlUI/AAAAAAAAEDY/JrQhzFTRkQs/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Like+A+Stone"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsPFzZYlUI/AAAAAAAAEDY/JrQhzFTRkQs/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+Like+A+Stone" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317360377411441986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like a Stone-Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsPK-2SLoI/AAAAAAAAEDg/Kp6rP8Q0cbw/s1600-h/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+psycho"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsPK-2SLoI/AAAAAAAAEDg/Kp6rP8Q0cbw/s400/Chris+Cornell+Santiago+psycho" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317360466384793218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Defying the Curfew!-Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am OFFICIALLY the coolest person I know right now.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sophi3.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/cheshire%20cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://sophi3.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/cheshire%20cat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This would be me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can see the rest of the pics &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/photos/chriscornell"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*stoopid fangirl sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my new favorite from his new CD &lt;a href="http://www.chriscornell.com/"&gt;Scream&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyOtb136n6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyOtb136n6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Of Me Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, I love when she talks to me&lt;br /&gt;Got to smile, when she walks that walk with me&lt;br /&gt;I want the girl, but I want a lot&lt;br /&gt;Might cross my mind, but that's where it stops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;That bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of-part of-part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the girl, I'm lovin' the dress she wears&lt;br /&gt;She's got a hold, got a hold of me neck, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry, the way that she moves&lt;br /&gt;I want the girl, but not what she's going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;That bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of-part of-part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so friendly, I had one too many&lt;br /&gt;But now that they tell she was rubbing up against me&lt;br /&gt;But I swear, never meant a thing, she was just a fling&lt;br /&gt;There's no other woman who does it like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I said no, that bitch ain't a part of me&lt;br /&gt;No, that bitch ain't a part of-part of-part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-9133673340447652550?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/9133673340447652550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=9133673340447652550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/9133673340447652550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/9133673340447652550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-to-be-fangirl.html' title='How to be a Fangirl'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/ScsQjSxAROI/AAAAAAAAEDo/ghFiI3zvJR4/s72-c/Chris+Cornell+Tweetjpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8125667696760212306</id><published>2009-02-04T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:57:39.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Times'/><title type='text'>It's that time of year again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/aprily/RvW5PeV9FDI/AAAAAAAAEb4/PLtM4kt_rtc/s400/juggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 269px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/aprily/RvW5PeV9FDI/AAAAAAAAEb4/PLtM4kt_rtc/s400/juggle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this time of year.  You know, birthday time.  It scares me.  I've said before, my birthdays tend to be bad.  I remember when they used to be fun and good and then around, oh I don't know '95 they started to go down hill.  The first bad one being everyone forgot.  I was Molly Ringwald.  It was awful.  Only I didn't get the cute guy at the end.  Since then I can probably count the number of good birthday's I've had on one hand.  You  know the ones that leave you feeling happy for a couple days.  Now I just hope for not bad and I'm ahead of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was getting excited about this year.  Family coming out, all taking a road trip to have a party and bam.  That's what I get for getting my hopes up.  I guess there is still time for things to get better, but it's like, now it's already tainted.  I know I'm quick to emotion and probaby it's not that bad but I do feel bad.  Very bad.  So what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess use the power of positive thinking.  Believe it will be ok, keep saying it will be ok and it will.  I can give it a try, but at this point I don't have much faith in it.  I surely would do what ever it took to make things better, but I don't know what that is and no one is offering the answer.  It's one of those times where you can't seem to do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll try to keep from slipping into that &lt;a href="http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2007/06/atrum-cella-atrum-vita.html"&gt;dark room&lt;/a&gt; again, but I feel its pull.  Maybe it's a push.  All the things going on in my life that I juggle start to get heavy and weigh me down.  People look at me or talk with me and say things like, "Geeze you're going through so much."  What choice do I have.  I tell people, "If I stop to think about it, I'd curl up fetal and drool."  These past couple of days I feel like doing just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8125667696760212306?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8125667696760212306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8125667696760212306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8125667696760212306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8125667696760212306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year again.'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/aprily/RvW5PeV9FDI/AAAAAAAAEb4/PLtM4kt_rtc/s72-c/juggle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1659101916030194698</id><published>2009-01-10T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:02:14.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.'/><title type='text'>AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY AM I HAVING SURGERY ON THE DAY OF THE INAUGURATION????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-1659101916030194698?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1659101916030194698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1659101916030194698' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1659101916030194698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1659101916030194698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaaaarrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-661425061883154559</id><published>2008-12-18T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:59:40.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Remember this one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CALL ME BUTTER, I'M ON A ROLL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, I have a few words to say about the holidays...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They make me grumpy!! I know there is supposed to be all this good will and love and blah blah blah but I think a lot of it is bullshit. I think most of it is about jocking for position. People plan for holidays who will be where and when and all. I think it is a power play. I don't think they really CARE where the holiday is spent, it is just about telling people what to do where to go and when. If people actually cared about their loved ones, they would say things like, "How is you life right now? Would it be easier if we came to you or you came to us? Or do you have any better ideas?" But no they just call you and say meet at so and so's house and bring the side dishes! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;(edit: or in my case the main dish &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; all the side dishes!) &lt;/span&gt;I know the ones who are sincere and I know who is just trying to be the "Alpha". Well fuck them all! This year I AM THE GOD DAMN ALPHA! WE WILL DO WHAT THE HELL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I. SAY. DO!&lt;/span&gt;  Fucking Deal With It!  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sinc.stonybrook.edu/Stu/fewong/Images/growl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.sinc.stonybrook.edu/Stu/fewong/Images/growl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try it! Just try it, fucker!  I dare you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah, the memories...nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools are still trying to control shit.  Too fucking bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, NICBEAST, being of (reasonably) sound mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AM TAKING CHRISTMAS BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;That's right!  Ya herrd me!  I'M TAKING CHRISTMAS BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be a refugee Christmas?  Maybe.  We'll see who needs somewhere to go.  Will I be cookin' like a mad woman?  Damn right I will!!  In MY house!!  What's on the menu?  Well, don't know fo' sho'.  What I DO know is there is a 7.25# rib roast waiting to meet its fate along with a 8.6# ham.  The rest, I'll figure later!  NO ONE will be hungry!  I guaran-damn-tee that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SUyI_K5aJoI/AAAAAAAAEB0/pSNny7kjPm0/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SUyI_K5aJoI/AAAAAAAAEB0/pSNny7kjPm0/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281747081837028994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Merry Fucking Christmas, Bioch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-661425061883154559?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/661425061883154559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=661425061883154559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/661425061883154559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/661425061883154559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-this-one.html' title='Remember this one?'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SUyI_K5aJoI/AAAAAAAAEB0/pSNny7kjPm0/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-761974010302166380</id><published>2008-12-03T23:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:29:17.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prop 8: The Musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="464" height="388"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=c0cf508ff8"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="key=c0cf508ff8" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="464" height="388"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 464px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/jackblack"&gt;Jack Black&lt;/a&gt; videos at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-761974010302166380?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/761974010302166380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=761974010302166380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/761974010302166380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/761974010302166380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/12/prop-8-musical.html' title='Prop 8: The Musical'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4683799788257083426</id><published>2008-12-03T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:35:20.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><title type='text'>Funniest Thing EVER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/img/2008/national/spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/img/2008/national/spider.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I soooooo needed a laugh when I read this article...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=665847&amp;amp;rss=yes"&gt;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=665847&amp;amp;rss=yes&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post...The unmitigated gall of stones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4683799788257083426?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4683799788257083426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4683799788257083426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4683799788257083426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4683799788257083426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/12/funniest-thing-ever.html' title='Funniest Thing EVER!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4878426786914005121</id><published>2008-12-01T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:56:47.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cell Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amtrak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>The Great Train Robbery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://course1.winona.edu/pjohnson/images/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 242px;" src="http://course1.winona.edu/pjohnson/images/train.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We went on a fabulous trip on Amtrak up to  Washington for Thanksgiving.  We went to visit the cousins.   Great, great fun!!!  But alas, on the way up, someone went INTO our cabin (we had a sleeper car) and STOLE my phone! Fucker.  Here's the thing, I'm getting a new phone for Christmas anyway.  My phone is broken, you can only hear it on speakerphone or with a headset.  So I hope when they go to use it they are pissed off because it's broken!!  HA!! Take that!!!  I canceled the service on it damn fast too so...no luck there.   I have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.stuffbak.com/sb/"&gt;StuffBak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; sticker on it. It would behoove them to call the number and collect the $50 reward on it.  Which at this point, I don't think I'm willing to pay.  Phone is crap anyway.  Well not crap, but not worth the reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've sent Amtrak a note asking where to report a complaint or stolen item report.  So we'll see where that goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bought my mother a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.wireless.att.com/cell-phone-service/go-phones/"&gt;GoPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for Mother's day.  She never uses it.  In fact let the minutes expire.  *sigh*  So I am gonna ask her to borrow it until I get my new phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://images.jiwire.com/images/reviews/palmone-treo650/treo650-front-back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 102px;" src="https://images.jiwire.com/images/reviews/palmone-treo650/treo650-front-back.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Bye, phone...was good while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're happy in you're home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK now I'm off to go do homework and practice piano before class tonight....the torture never ends...&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/2695100716722609171-4878426786914005121?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4878426786914005121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4878426786914005121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4878426786914005121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4878426786914005121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-train-robbery.html' title='The Great Train Robbery'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3627770368636839950</id><published>2008-11-19T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:17:36.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>You know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rednecks are confused as hell at seeing this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PSPbtyNzow&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PSPbtyNzow&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now you know good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' President Elect Obama is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt;' at home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;' like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pfffft&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whatev&lt;/span&gt;' fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I WERE&lt;/span&gt; Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Qaeda&lt;/span&gt;, I'd be more worried about Michelle...You do NOT want to piss off a black woman.  Next thing you know, you'll be hearing about she went there, found ALL their asses and beat the crap out of them.  Have 'em &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;callin&lt;/span&gt;' for they mamas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shoooooot&lt;/span&gt;!  Lord I can just hear it too...listen...you'll hear it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3627770368636839950?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3627770368636839950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3627770368636839950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3627770368636839950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3627770368636839950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know.html' title='You know...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8687133765421005919</id><published>2008-11-14T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:09:02.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><title type='text'>Can you guess the theme?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://site.despair.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/challenges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://site.despair.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/challenges.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chogeyunited.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/defeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://chogeyunited.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/defeat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://qweztech.com/joev/images/despair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://qweztech.com/joev/images/despair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-doubt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-doubt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/dreams.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pangea.stanford.edu/courses/GES41L/motivation/failure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 490px;" src="http://pangea.stanford.edu/courses/GES41L/motivation/failure.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-futility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 633px; height: 529px;" src="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-futility.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/giveup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 764px;" src="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/giveup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://site.despair.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 777px; height: 651px;" src="http://site.despair.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/hope.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thelosscolumn.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/losing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 490px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.thelosscolumn.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/losing.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-misfortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-misfortune.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oleswanson.com/images/office/mistakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 330px;" src="http://www.oleswanson.com/images/office/mistakes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://drumsout.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/overconfidence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://drumsout.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/overconfidence.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-pessimism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.e-forwards.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/inspire-pessimism.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://drumsout.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/persistence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://drumsout.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/persistence.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/planning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/planning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/pressure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/pressure.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i315/teddygross/Despair/problems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i315/teddygross/Despair/problems.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ustpolisci.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/vision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 580px; height: 415px;" src="http://ustpolisci.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/vision.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/wishes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gaygamer.net/images/ambition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://gaygamer.net/images/ambition.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.champuru.net/blog/wp-content/demotivators_agony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.champuru.net/blog/wp-content/demotivators_agony.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8687133765421005919?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8687133765421005919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8687133765421005919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8687133765421005919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8687133765421005919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-you-guess-theme.html' title='Can you guess the theme?'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i315/teddygross/Despair/th_problems.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8527159260815815284</id><published>2008-11-06T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:32:42.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Yes, Sir!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SROSSJYLCQI/AAAAAAAAEBE/wNSRlwT2chk/s1600-h/obama_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SROSSJYLCQI/AAAAAAAAEBE/wNSRlwT2chk/s400/obama_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265713229778848002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I ordered two copies of this.  I think I will have one framed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8527159260815815284?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8527159260815815284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8527159260815815284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8527159260815815284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8527159260815815284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-sir.html' title='Yes, Sir!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SROSSJYLCQI/AAAAAAAAEBE/wNSRlwT2chk/s72-c/obama_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3838439716426348837</id><published>2008-11-04T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:44:32.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>YES WE DID!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/barack-obama-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 416px;" src="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/barack-obama-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, never in my life did I think I would see this day.  I've never been so proud of our country.  I'm not ashamed to say, I cried.  I have not been this euphoric since 2001.  I have never felt such hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Most importantly, we will never again have to lie to our children when we tell them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You can be anything you want."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the statement by &lt;strong&gt;Hillary Clinton&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;Barack Obama's&lt;/strong&gt; victory in the presidential race:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight, we are celebrating an historic victory for the American people. This was a long and hard fought campaign but the result was well worth the wait.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="clear: both;"&gt;Together, under the leadership of President Barack Obama, Vice President Joe Biden, and a Democratic Congress, we will chart a better course to build a new economy and rebuild our leadership in the world. And I look forward to doing all that I can to support President Obama and Vice President Biden in the difficult work that lies ahead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="clear: both;"&gt;For too long, middle class families in this country have felt invisible, struggling alone as wages stagnate, jobs disappear, and the costs of daily life climb upward.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In quiet, solitary acts of citizenship, American voters gave voice to their hopes and their values, voted for change, and refused to be invisible any longer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;To President Obama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand the burden you are about to assume.   Just so you know, we got you.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Text of Democrat Barack Obama's speech in Chicago after winning the presidential election, as transcribed by CQ Transcriptions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA: Hello, Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled. Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are, and always will be, the United States of America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the answer that led those who've been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Senator McCain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Senator McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he's fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I congratulate him; I congratulate Governor Palin for all that they've achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton ... and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years ... the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation's next first lady ... Michelle Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sasha and Malia ... I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us ...to the new White House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother's watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you've given me. I am grateful to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe ... the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best — the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To my chief strategist David Axelrod ... who's been a partner with me every step of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics ... you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy ... who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organized and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is your victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I know you didn't do this just to win an election. And I know you didn't do it for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage or pay their doctors' bills or save enough for their child's college education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I promise you, we as a people will get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUDIENCE: Yes we can! Yes we can! Yes we can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA: There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can't solve every problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it's been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It can't happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let's resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To those — to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we've already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight's about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons — because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUDIENCE: Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA: When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUDIENCE: Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA: She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that We Shall Overcome. Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUDIENCE: Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA: A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUDIENCE: Yes we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA: America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves — if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3838439716426348837?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3838439716426348837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3838439716426348837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3838439716426348837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3838439716426348837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-did.html' title='YES WE DID!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8968325375703357084</id><published>2008-11-04T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:39:46.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>YES WE CAN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CROSSING MY FINGERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://obama.3cdn.net/01fd704853772227bb_szm6bxwpz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 386px;" src="http://obama.3cdn.net/01fd704853772227bb_szm6bxwpz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shallownation.com/images/barack-obama-family-people-magazine-2008-august.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 330px;" src="http://www.shallownation.com/images/barack-obama-family-people-magazine-2008-august.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8968325375703357084?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8968325375703357084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8968325375703357084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8968325375703357084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8968325375703357084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html' title='YES WE CAN!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1472586423011173898</id><published>2008-10-28T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:43:42.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Blue states ask for a divorce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ct.gov/dcf/lib/dcf/wmv/images/divorce-decree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.ct.gov/dcf/lib/dcf/wmv/images/divorce-decree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Dear Red States:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;We've decided we're leaving. We intend to form our own country, and we're taking the other Blue States with us.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In case you aren't aware, that includes California , Hawaii , Oregon , Washington , Minnesota , &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_4"&gt;Wisconsin&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_5"&gt;Michigan&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_6"&gt;Illinois&lt;/span&gt; and all the Northeast. It may even include &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_7"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_8"&gt;Ohio&lt;/span&gt; , they are seriously considering it. We've given them until &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_9"&gt;Nov. 4th&lt;/span&gt; to decide. We believe this split will be beneficial to the nation, and especially to the people of the new country. Since we're dropping the middle states we're calling it United America, or simply the U.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;To sum up briefly: You get Texas , Oklahoma and all the slave states. We get stem cell research and the best beaches. We get the &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_10"&gt;Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;. You get Dollywood. You can take Ted Nugent. We're keeping &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_11"&gt;Bruce Springsteen&lt;/span&gt; and Billy Joel. You get WorldCom. We get Intel and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_12"&gt;Microsoft&lt;/span&gt;. You get &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_13"&gt;Ole' Miss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We get &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_14"&gt;Harvard&lt;/span&gt; and 85 percent of America 's venture capital and entrepreneurs. You get Alabama . We get two-thirds of the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_15"&gt;tax revenue&lt;/span&gt;, you get to make the red states pay their fair share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Since our aggregate divorce rate is 22 percent lower than the &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_16"&gt;Christian Coalition&lt;/span&gt;'s, we get a bunch of happy families. You get a bunch of single moms, and the highest concentration of pregnant unwed teenagers. Please be aware that the U.A. will be pro-choice and anti-war, and we're going to want all our citizens&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;back from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_17"&gt;Iraq&lt;/span&gt; at once. If you need people to fight, ask your evangelicals. They have kids they're apparently willing to send to their deaths for no purpose, and they don't care if you don't show pictures of their children's caskets coming home. We do wish you success in Iraq , and hope that the WMDs turn up, really we do, but we're not willing to spend our resources in Bush's Quagmire. We'd rather spend it on taking care of sick people, and educating our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;With the Blue States in hand, we will have firm control of 80 percent of the country's fresh water, more than 90 percent of the pineapple and lettuce, 92 percent of the nation's fresh fruit, 95 percent of America's quality wines, 90 percent of all cheese, 90 percent of the high tech industry, most of the U.S. low-sulfur coal, all living redwoods, sequoias and condors, all the Ivy and Seven Sister schools plus Stanford, Cal Tech and MIT. With the Red States, on the other hand, you will have to cope with 88 percent of all obese Americans (and their projected &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_18"&gt;health care costs&lt;/span&gt;), 92 percent of all U.S. mosquitoes, nearly 100 percent of the tornadoes, 90 percent of the hurricanes, 99 percent of all Southern Baptists, virtually 100 percent of all televangelists, Rush Limbaugh, &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_19"&gt;Bob Jones University&lt;/span&gt;, Clemson and the &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_20"&gt;University of Georgia&lt;/span&gt;. We get Hollywood and Yosemite , thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Additionally, 38 percent of those in the Red states believe Jonah was actually swallowed by a whale, 62 percent believe life is sacred unless we're discussing the war, the death penalty or &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_21"&gt;gun laws&lt;/span&gt;, 44 percent say that evolution is only a theory, 53 percent that Saddam was involved in 9/11 and 61 percent of you crazy Redies believe you are people with higher morals then we Bluies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Finally, we're taking the good pot, too. You can have that dirt weed they grow in &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225221672_22"&gt;Mexico&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Peace out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Blue States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks Nic-Dad! Bahahahahahahahahahaha!  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/2695100716722609171-1472586423011173898?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1472586423011173898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1472586423011173898' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1472586423011173898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1472586423011173898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/10/blue-states-ask-for-divorce.html' title='Blue states ask for a divorce'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8582266138837897792</id><published>2008-10-26T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:04:58.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><title type='text'>OOOOOOOOO...BUSTED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SQVI5_xPCJI/AAAAAAAAEA8/eLHAM19giDE/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SQVI5_xPCJI/AAAAAAAAEA8/eLHAM19giDE/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691900859975826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;The citizens of the United States of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth  II  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of your failure in recent years to nominate competent candidates for President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately.  (You should  look up 'revocation' in the Oxford English Dictionary.)    Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except Kansas, which she does not fancy).  Your new Prime Minister, Gordon Brown, will appoint a Governor for America without the need for further elections. Congress and the Senate will be disbanded.   A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.  To aid in the transition to a British Crown dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The letter 'U' will be reinstated in words such as 'colour,' 'favour,' 'labour' and 'neighbour.'  Likewise, you will learn to spell 'doughnut'  without skipping half the letters, and the suffix '-ize' will be replaced by the suffix '-ise.'  Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels.  (Look up 'vocabulary').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as ''like' and 'you know' is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication.   There is no such thing as U. S. English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf.   The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take into account the reinstated letter 'u'' and the elimination of '-ize.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.     July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.    You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists.   The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you're not quite ready to be independent.    Guns should only be used for shooting grouse.   If you can't sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist, then you're not ready to shoot grouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.     Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler, although a permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left side with immediate effect.   At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables.   Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline) of roughly $10/US gallon.   Get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You will learn to make real chips.  Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps.   Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  The cold, tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all.   Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager.   Australian beer is also acceptable, as they are pound for pound the greatest sporting nation on earth and it can only be due to the beer.   They are also part of the British Commonwealth -- see what it did for them.   American brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat's Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys.   Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters.   Watching Andie MacDowell attempt English dialogue in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one's ears removed with a cheese grater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You will cease playing American football.   There is only one kind of proper football;  you call it soccer.   Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full Kevlar body amour like a bunch of nannies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Further, you will stop playing baseball.   It is not reasonable to host an event called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America.   Since only 2.1% of you are aware there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable.   You will learn cricket, and we will let you face the Australians first to take the sting out of their deliveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You must tell us who killed JFK.   It's been driving us mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty's Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 p.m. with proper cups, with saucers, and never mugs, with high quality  biscuits (cookies) and cakes; plus strawberries (with cream) when in season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Save the Queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PS:   Share this only with friends who have a good sense of humour (NOT &lt;br /&gt;humor)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nic-Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8582266138837897792?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8582266138837897792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8582266138837897792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8582266138837897792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8582266138837897792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/10/ooooooooobusted.html' title='OOOOOOOOO...BUSTED!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SQVI5_xPCJI/AAAAAAAAEA8/eLHAM19giDE/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7372415766974203208</id><published>2008-10-15T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:37:55.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Political Humor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SPaYG8hBfSI/AAAAAAAAEAw/JsqzFpU1bHc/s1600-h/bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SPaYG8hBfSI/AAAAAAAAEAw/JsqzFpU1bHc/s400/bitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257556860092906786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Stacy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will.i.am is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="Musicane" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="371" width="408"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.musicane.com/yeswecan/musicane2.swf?rsid=20d0614c-7ba8-485f-8528-78587ca4ae50&amp;amp;sid=911E113E-F2EA-41EA-A5A6-C2A2B1A2E9E3&amp;amp;uid=&amp;amp;featured=31CD154E-6075-4DAB-A39E-EB1B1E57BA23"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.musicane.com/yeswecan/musicane2.swf?rsid=20d0614c-7ba8-485f-8528-78587ca4ae50&amp;amp;sid=911E113E-F2EA-41EA-A5A6-C2A2B1A2E9E3&amp;amp;uid=&amp;amp;featured=31CD154E-6075-4DAB-A39E-EB1B1E57BA23" quality="high" name="Musicane" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="371" width="408"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he would make me a video.  Not sure what about but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WENT LOVES NIC!  WENT LOVES NIC!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahahahahahahahahhahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.  Just tossin' some ideas around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7372415766974203208?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7372415766974203208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7372415766974203208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7372415766974203208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7372415766974203208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/10/political-humor.html' title='Political Humor.'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SPaYG8hBfSI/AAAAAAAAEAw/JsqzFpU1bHc/s72-c/bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1492219150423836359</id><published>2008-10-14T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:16:18.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>I'm gettin' my hair did!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa67/buttonbaggins2/Bad_hair_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa67/buttonbaggins2/Bad_hair_day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=1021791830993963751&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BREATH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-1492219150423836359?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1492219150423836359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1492219150423836359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1492219150423836359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1492219150423836359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-gettin-my-hair-did.html' title='I&apos;m gettin&apos; my hair did!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2549654717595487734</id><published>2008-10-13T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:54:06.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adultcardiac.stanford.edu/images/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://adultcardiac.stanford.edu/images/heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Anniversary, My Love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-2549654717595487734?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2549654717595487734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2549654717595487734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2549654717595487734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2549654717595487734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1945212270879882098</id><published>2008-09-28T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:43:59.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pretty'/><title type='text'>Song Dedication....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sure you're all tired of my whining.  Well, I'm not NEARLY done whining, but I will break it up with something less...whiny...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I would like to dedicate a song to Wentworth Miller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://popseoul.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/0323-bean-pole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://popseoul.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/0323-bean-pole.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7K7orMOHqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7K7orMOHqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What song would you dedicate and to whom?  Dare you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-1945212270879882098?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1945212270879882098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1945212270879882098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1945212270879882098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1945212270879882098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-dedication.html' title='Song Dedication....'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2681532795682960891</id><published>2008-09-22T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:41:44.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God, Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Do you hate me?  I mean, really...&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-2681532795682960891?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2681532795682960891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2681532795682960891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2681532795682960891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2681532795682960891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-god-pt-2.html' title='Dear God, Pt. 2'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1205252900045798459</id><published>2008-09-20T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:51:36.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt; DID I EVER DO TO YOU!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-1205252900045798459?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1205252900045798459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1205252900045798459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1205252900045798459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1205252900045798459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-god.html' title='Dear God,'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1819590484408473453</id><published>2008-09-14T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:56:27.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Lawdy, Lawdy, Lawdy...</title><content type='html'>I find this amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/anxkrm9uEJk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/anxkrm9uEJk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3vEfvpHDd8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3vEfvpHDd8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not helping but funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ow8_pCPfhDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ow8_pCPfhDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marklevinshow.com/gibson-interview/"&gt;Gibson/Palin Interview Transcript&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michiganmessenger.com/4076/lose-your-house-lose-your-vote"&gt;Lose your house, Lose your vote&lt;/a&gt;   (Feeling  a little desperate are we?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mudflats.wordpress.com/2008/09/12/breaking-news-todd-palin-subpoenaed/"&gt;Troopergate&lt;/a&gt;  (Unbelievable.  Actually you should read his blog.  It's good.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-1819590484408473453?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1819590484408473453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1819590484408473453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1819590484408473453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1819590484408473453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/lawdy-lawdy-lawdy.html' title='Lawdy, Lawdy, Lawdy...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8636604063584950447</id><published>2008-09-11T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:40:39.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Ladies!!! Sing it with me!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3dPF0SGh_PQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3dPF0SGh_PQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Yeah!  Hurray!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;p&gt;Now you have heard of Women's Rights,&lt;br /&gt;And how we've tried to reach new heights.&lt;br /&gt;If we're "all created equal"...&lt;br /&gt;That's us too!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Yeah!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you will proba ... bly not recall&lt;br /&gt;That it's not been too ... too long at all,&lt;br /&gt;Since we even had the right to&lt;br /&gt;Cast a vote.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Well!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, sure, some men bowed down and called us "Mrs." (&lt;b&gt;Yeah!&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Let us hang the wash out and wash the dishes, (&lt;b&gt;Huh!&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;But when the time rolled around to elect a president...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What did they say, Sister, (&lt;b&gt;What did they say?&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They said, uh, "See ya later, alligator,&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget my ... my mashed potatoes,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm going downtown to cast my vote for president."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, we were suffering until suffrage,&lt;br /&gt;Not a woman here could vote, no matter what age,&lt;br /&gt;Then the 19th Amendment struck down that restrictive rule. (&lt;b&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now we pull down on the lever,&lt;br /&gt;Cast our ballots and we endeavor&lt;br /&gt;To improve our country, state, county, town, and school.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Tell 'em 'bout it!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those pilgrim women who ...&lt;br /&gt;Who braved the boat&lt;br /&gt;Could cook the turkey, but they ...&lt;br /&gt;They could not vote.&lt;br /&gt;Even Betsy Ross who sewed the flag was left behind that first election day.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;b&gt;What a shame, Sisters!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Susan B. Anthony (&lt;b&gt;Yeah!&lt;/b&gt;) and Julia Howe,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Lucretia!&lt;/b&gt;) Lucretia Mott, (&lt;b&gt;and others!&lt;/b&gt;) they showed us how;&lt;br /&gt;They carried signs and marched in lines&lt;br /&gt;Until at long last the law was passed.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, we were suffering until suffrage,&lt;br /&gt;Not a woman here could vote, no matter what age,&lt;br /&gt;Then the 19th Amendment struck down that restrictive rule. (&lt;b&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now we pull down on the lever,&lt;br /&gt;Cast our ballots and we endeavor&lt;br /&gt;To improve our country, state, county, town, and school. (&lt;b&gt;Right On! Right On!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes the 19th Amendment&lt;br /&gt;Struck down that restrictive rule. (&lt;b&gt;Right On! Right On!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes the 19th Amendment&lt;br /&gt;Struck down that restrictive rule.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Yeah, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Right on!&lt;br /&gt;We got it now!&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since 1920...&lt;br /&gt;Sisters, unite!&lt;br /&gt;Vote on! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's just more fun than decent people otta have!  Dare you to sing it when you go vote!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-8636604063584950447?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8636604063584950447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8636604063584950447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8636604063584950447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8636604063584950447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-ladies-sing-it-with-me.html' title='OK Ladies!!! Sing it with me!!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6525518563137740517</id><published>2008-09-10T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:50:50.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sciwriter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peanut'/><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;My good friend Sciwriter's car has gone to the great parking lot in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Please pause for a moment of silence for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Peanut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SMiU6L6svLI/AAAAAAAADdc/KtgZVDYXnP0/s1600-h/me+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SMiU6L6svLI/AAAAAAAADdc/KtgZVDYXnP0/s400/me+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244605493425257650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Peanut, you were loved, and will be missed.  Rest in peace.   Amen.&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-6525518563137740517?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6525518563137740517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6525518563137740517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6525518563137740517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6525518563137740517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SMiU6L6svLI/AAAAAAAADdc/KtgZVDYXnP0/s72-c/me+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4114296664776957823</id><published>2008-09-09T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:40:54.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Will Smith</title><content type='html'>Check it out.  I cracked up. I wish I knew him.  I wish he were my friend!  LOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1829482/"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1829482/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4114296664776957823?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4114296664776957823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4114296664776957823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4114296664776957823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4114296664776957823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-will-smith.html' title='I Love Will Smith'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3102476859058993058</id><published>2008-09-05T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:18:31.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Woman of Steel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" id=":ri" class="cW9vXe"&gt;&lt;span class="Qgpvwf"&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a class="l73JSe" href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/j/john_n_mitchell.html"&gt;John N. Mitchell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; - "The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hmmmm...wonder what grade of steel I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://perdurabo10.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/forge_steel_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://perdurabo10.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/forge_steel_full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you know what grade you are?&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/2695100716722609171-3102476859058993058?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3102476859058993058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3102476859058993058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3102476859058993058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3102476859058993058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/woman-of-steel.html' title='Woman of Steel'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7976144599816327449</id><published>2008-09-01T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:30:02.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><title type='text'>Feel free to move about your life...not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hollywoodriot.com/riotgraphics/guilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://hollywoodriot.com/riotgraphics/guilt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to say.  I'm a little bummed.  I have a friend who is making me feel bad for going back to school.  You'd think they'd be happy for me, the opportunity to better my life.  I get a better education, I can get a better job and make more money.  More freedom, more time.   I was hoping for a little encouragement, but instead, I'm made to feel guilty.  I get they are sad, we've spent a lot of time together, and there will be some loneliness, but it's not like we won't be spending any time talking.  My fear and excitement has been replaced by guilt and sadness.  I'm not sure what to do about it.  I guess there's nothing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to do&lt;/span&gt; about it.  I lead my life, I do what I can for those I can and take care of myself in the process.  Which I think is the wrong priority.  I should do what I need to do for me right now.  Everything else should fall second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, am I being selfish again?  I know that's my tendency. (If you search the blog for "selfish" you'll find my other posts on how I'm selfish.)  How do I make it right for everyone?  Some advice would be great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7976144599816327449?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7976144599816327449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7976144599816327449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7976144599816327449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7976144599816327449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/feel-free-to-move-about-your-lifenot.html' title='Feel free to move about your life...not.'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6600435748075701363</id><published>2008-09-01T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:42:17.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Woof!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jumperlumps.com/product_images/474/thumbnail_old-dog-willing-to-learn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.jumperlumps.com/product_images/474/thumbnail_old-dog-willing-to-learn.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well boys and girls, it's back to school time.  Even for me.  My God!! WHAT WAS I THINKING!!!!  I'm a lousy student!  It's so hard for me.  I 'm terrible at memorization.  I freeze up when I have to write a paper.  I don't write that well anyway!  On top of it, I have personal stuff going on which may interfere with my studies.  I'll talk to the teachers about it.  I don't really want to scrub the semester, so hopefully they will work with me.  After all, it's not like I'm some kid trying get out of doing work.  *bats eyelashes*&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, what am I taking?  Well, I'll tell ya!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;&lt;a name="course3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ENGL 1C Critical Reasoning and Writing - this is online so that should be ok with the medical stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;INTRO GEOLOGY - I have to go in for that.  Could be a problem but it's only twice a week so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;BEGINNING PIANO - MUS 4B -  I haven't touched a piano in years this should be humiliating.  It also falls on Prison Break night.  Thank goodness for Tivo.  (Not that I have high hopes for the season.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;&lt;a name="course4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;POLS 4 Introduction to International Relations - Sooo not political but in light of the current affairs, could be good.  Also an online class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;So, 12 units.  Full time.  I've been trying to get some of the reading done ahead of time.  Not too successful though.  I waited a while to get the books.  Which I did through Amazon Marketplace and saved like $150!  College bookstores are such a racket.  I tell you it was like giving the bookstore a giant middle finger!  Felt good.  With the online classes it still allows me enough time to continue to look for a job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;If anyone would be willing to write any of my papers for me I would be most appreciative!  Just sayin'.  OH!  Do you have any sure fire study skills?  Tricks? Tips?  Help an old dog out!  How do you feel about recording class lectures?  Help?  Hinder?  Highlighters?  How do you take notes?   Do you take notes?  Pen and Paper?  Computer?  Any tips for taking tests?  See, I'm freaking out.  Lord help me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://collegeotr.s3.amazonaws.com/images/blogs/4d1afe65ee3de0c12e192d7a96a6738e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://collegeotr.s3.amazonaws.com/images/blogs/4d1afe65ee3de0c12e192d7a96a6738e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="courseName"&gt;On a different note, what are you all looking forward to watching this season?  Are there any good shows coming on?  I haven't really been paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6600435748075701363?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6600435748075701363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6600435748075701363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6600435748075701363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6600435748075701363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/09/woof.html' title='Woof!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1670695031549101904</id><published>2008-08-31T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:48:32.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Declaration of Independance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vote'/><title type='text'>I Declare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.solarnavigator.net/history/explorers_history/USA_declaration_of_independence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.solarnavigator.net/history/explorers_history/USA_declaration_of_independence.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK, so I was looking at The Declaration of Independence (shut up, I'm not a total moron!) and I read this line that really sounded like what we need to do this election.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ushistory.org/Declaration/document/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- The Declaration of Independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sayin'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-1670695031549101904?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1670695031549101904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1670695031549101904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1670695031549101904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1670695031549101904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-declare.html' title='I Declare...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-615363923961449087</id><published>2008-08-27T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:41:18.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Times'/><title type='text'>Vrooom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vtpeakoil.net/images/thelma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://vtpeakoil.net/images/thelma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why, I should be used to it by now, but I'm amazed at how quickly Depression strikes.  It goes from 0 to 60 in nothing flat.  Not too surprising.  What is surprising is how quickly it goes from 60 to suggesting you turn the wheel toward the cliff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't mind me.  I'm just indulging my own selfish nature.  I'll get over it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-615363923961449087?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/615363923961449087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=615363923961449087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/615363923961449087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/615363923961449087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/08/vrooom.html' title='Vrooom!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2308695775940974738</id><published>2008-08-23T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:23:10.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vote'/><title type='text'>YES. WE. CAN.</title><content type='html'>I'm not a political person.  Not by any stretch of the imagination.  But I will say that I vote.  I always vote.  I want the right to complain.  LOL.  So, all I really care about is that you DO vote.  Mostly I don't care for whom and for what.  It's just important.  If you don't ask for what you want, you'll never get it.  So tell our elected officials what you want.  You put them there, make yourself heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across this video and I got all choked up.  First time that has ever happened for me regarding politics.  Like I said.  I don't care who you vote for, Obama or McCain, JUST VOTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(But you have to admit this video rocked!  LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores&lt;br /&gt;and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;It was the call of workers who organized;&lt;br /&gt;women who reached for the ballots;&lt;br /&gt;a President who chose the moon as our new frontier;&lt;br /&gt;and a King who took us to the mountain-top and pointed the way to the Promised Land.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can to justice and equality.&lt;br /&gt;(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can heal this nation.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can repair this world.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. Si Se Puede&lt;br /&gt;(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know the battle ahead will be long,&lt;br /&gt;but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way,&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.&lt;br /&gt;We want change!&lt;br /&gt;(We want change! We want change! We want change…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics who will only grow louder and more dissonant.&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been asked to pause for a reality check.&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.&lt;br /&gt;But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope. We want change!&lt;br /&gt;(We want change! I want change! We want change! I want change…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA;&lt;br /&gt;we will remember that there is something happening in America;&lt;br /&gt;that we are not as divided as our politics suggests;&lt;br /&gt;that we are one people;&lt;br /&gt;we are one nation;&lt;br /&gt;and together, we will begin the next great chapter in America’s story with three words that will ring from coast to coast;&lt;br /&gt;from sea to shining sea - Yes. We. Can.&lt;br /&gt;(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hopeactchange.com/creators/song"&gt;will.i.am on the song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturekitchen.com/liza/blog/text_barack_obamas_speech_in_new_hampshire"&gt;Original Speech Text&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(Man oh man do I wish I could write like this!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes We Can Song Info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes We Can” is a song inspired by a speech delivered by Barack Obama following the 2008 New Hampshire primary, derived from the union catchcry “Yes we can”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was released on February 2, 2008 by the Black Eyed Peas member will.i.am on Dipdive.com and also on YouTube under the username ‘WeCan08′.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the lyrics are entirely quotations from a speech delivered by Sen. Obama in New Hampshire during the 2008 campaign, his campaign had no involvement in its production.&lt;br /&gt;The music viral video, shot in a sparse black-and-white, features Barack Obama’s image in collage fashion; the performers comprise a veritable Greek chorus echoing his words in a hip-hop call-and-response manner as his voice plays in the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-2308695775940974738?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2308695775940974738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2308695775940974738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2308695775940974738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2308695775940974738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-we-can.html' title='YES. WE. CAN.'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5281702153893777100</id><published>2008-08-19T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:55:24.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prison Break'/><title type='text'>Mmmmm...Wentworth....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYi__eVQUZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYi__eVQUZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.7is7.com/otto/countdown.html?year=2008&amp;amp;month=9&amp;amp;date=1&amp;amp;hrs=20&amp;amp;ts=24&amp;amp;min=0&amp;amp;sec=0&amp;amp;tz=local&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;show=Wdhms&amp;amp;mode=r&amp;amp;cdir=down&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23CCFFFF&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;title=Countdown%20to%20Prison%20Break" width="250" height="365" scrolling="no" frameborder="1" style="overflow:hidden;width:15.6em;height:22.8em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.7is7.com/otto/countdown.html?year=2008&amp;amp;month=9&amp;amp;date=1&amp;amp;hrs=20&amp;amp;ts=24&amp;amp;min=0&amp;amp;sec=0&amp;amp;tz=local&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;show=Wdhms&amp;amp;mode=r&amp;amp;cdir=down&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23CCFFFF&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;title=Countdown%20to%20Prison%20Break"&gt;Countdown to Prison Break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/2695100716722609171-5281702153893777100?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5281702153893777100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5281702153893777100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5281702153893777100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5281702153893777100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/08/mmmmmwentworth.html' title='Mmmmm...Wentworth....'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2547034587019883226</id><published>2008-08-16T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:06:06.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Times'/><title type='text'>What to do, what to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.travellerspoint.com/photos/140763/artpam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.travellerspoint.com/photos/140763/artpam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a while ago when I &lt;a href="http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2007/06/out-of-dark.html"&gt;ran away&lt;/a&gt;.  Needed  a few days to collect myself.  Someone called it my "Walkabout".   I'm feeling the need to flee again.  I now recognize it as anxiety.  An attack I suppose.  So...Should I stay or should I go?  I really don't know.  *Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-2547034587019883226?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2547034587019883226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2547034587019883226' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2547034587019883226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2547034587019883226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-to-do-what-to-do.html' title='What to do, what to do...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-928654810735950006</id><published>2008-06-27T23:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:31:53.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Wedding Update</title><content type='html'>Drinks.  Piano Bar.  Leggo's.  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-928654810735950006?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/928654810735950006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=928654810735950006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/928654810735950006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/928654810735950006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-update.html' title='Wedding Update'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3827744103389978216</id><published>2008-06-26T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:57:54.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Hair today, gone tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, the plan was to have my hair done with the rest of the other bride's maids on Saturday.  But I got a message saying, that the stylist wasn't comfortable working on African American hair...Now, I am sure she had visions of Erykah Badu walking up in there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://savetherobot.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/262537erykah-badu-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://savetherobot.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/262537erykah-badu-posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I can see how that would be intimidating...but those of you who know me know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, I found a stylist today who blew my hair out straight and curled an pinned it.  I should be able to recreate it Saturday...I hope.  I guess I will try to sleep sitting up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3827744103389978216?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3827744103389978216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3827744103389978216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3827744103389978216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3827744103389978216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/hair-today-gone-tomorrow.html' title='Hair today, gone tomorrow'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6863589350593833689</id><published>2008-06-25T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:38:31.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mani-pedi'/><title type='text'>Wedding Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This weekend I am going to a wedding.  Well not just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to a wedding, I'm a bridesmaid!  So, hence the need for the new shoes to go with the dress!  &lt;/span&gt;Woot&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TOMORROW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mani-&lt;/span&gt;Pedi&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Wax!  &lt;/span&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; me!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm not doing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-brazilian.html"&gt;BIG wax&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, just the brows and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lisannas.com/images/manipedi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 157px;" src="http://www.lisannas.com/images/manipedi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.platinumbeauty.com.au/face.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 178px;" src="http://www.platinumbeauty.com.au/face.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The festivities start Friday. Rehearsal, then dinner.  Then Saturday, I guess we all get together and we make favors or decorate or something.  Not sure.  I'm just gonna go where the bride tells me.  Then there is hair and makeup. Believe you me, hair needs &lt;/span&gt;a lot&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of work.  Poor woman.  She's got her work cut out for her.  I'm actually quite freaked out about the hair.  My hair...needs help.  It's having issues.  I don't want to go into it...it bothers me way too much.  &lt;/span&gt;Anywho&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It should be a wonderful day.  I'll let you all know how it turns out.  Will I post pictures?  Maybe.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a bit of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="resdiv"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="background: #000000; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Nicbeast's Random Movie Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:'+1';"&gt;'I find your lack of faith disturbing.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Darth Vader, Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=60"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6863589350593833689?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6863589350593833689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6863589350593833689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6863589350593833689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6863589350593833689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-weekend.html' title='Wedding Weekend'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3017668371977999136</id><published>2008-06-24T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:08:10.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brazilian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>WOOOO HOOOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;I GOT SHOES!! I GOT SHOES!! I GOT SHOES!!  I love shoes...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aren't they purdy!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SGHRlj7x1bI/AAAAAAAADDY/lvDuolGulwo/s1600-h/Vera+black+shoes"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SGHRlj7x1bI/AAAAAAAADDY/lvDuolGulwo/s320/Vera+black+shoes" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215680286703080882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and a bra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SGHSVLIeLvI/AAAAAAAADDo/O_9mML--_X0/s1600-h/madienform+bra"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SGHSVLIeLvI/AAAAAAAADDo/O_9mML--_X0/s320/madienform+bra" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215681104679153394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I can wear my cute strapless tops!  Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3017668371977999136?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3017668371977999136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3017668371977999136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3017668371977999136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3017668371977999136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/woooo-hoooo.html' title='WOOOO HOOOO!!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SGHRlj7x1bI/AAAAAAAADDY/lvDuolGulwo/s72-c/Vera+black+shoes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-9114147906263019042</id><published>2008-06-23T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:07:43.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!   &lt;br /&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!   &lt;br /&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!   &lt;br /&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!   &lt;br /&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!   &lt;br /&gt;I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I get to buy shoooooooes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Black strappy sandals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;COME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-9114147906263019042?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/9114147906263019042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=9114147906263019042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/9114147906263019042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/9114147906263019042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow!!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1120599090159249668</id><published>2008-06-22T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:58:03.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I hate it when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You go into the freezer to get your peach sorbet and someone has eaten it!  I mean, how rude and inconsiderate and disrespectful.  Could you ate least tell me you have taken the last of things?  How many times have we HAD this conversation!!  Geeze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bet Wentworth would never do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SF8CgO9QNGI/AAAAAAAADDQ/YUFd12gw_mg/s1600-h/2at9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SF8CgO9QNGI/AAAAAAAADDQ/YUFd12gw_mg/s320/2at9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214889646312404066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mmmmmmmm...Wentworth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-1120599090159249668?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1120599090159249668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1120599090159249668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1120599090159249668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1120599090159249668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-hate-it-when.html' title='I hate it when...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SF8CgO9QNGI/AAAAAAAADDQ/YUFd12gw_mg/s72-c/2at9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6640372152099131874</id><published>2008-06-20T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:01:29.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kayak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>I had a dream...and other news.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;It was an odd dream...it's one of those dreams that you can trace back to everything that you did that day, all of which was on TV.  Except the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wentworth&lt;/span&gt; part...for obvious reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;In this dream, I was friends with Oprah Winfrey.  We dished, talked fake eyelashes and did the general hang out thing.  So she wanted me to come to one of the shows she was taping.  She was having some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;zealot&lt;/span&gt; on.  So, went to the show to watch he had this huge list of rules that the followers must abide by.  Funny the only one I can remember is no threesomes.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://prayerwarriors.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/oprah-winfrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://prayerwarriors.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/oprah-winfrey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Apparently he was so annoying Oprah herself walked out on the interview.  We were walking back to our cars (hers was a limo) laughing at him.  This is where I met up with two young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;teenage&lt;/span&gt; girls who I apparently know.  They were getting into another limo with this shady looking driver.  I was trying to tell them they should not do what ever it was they were planning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; some how I knew they would end up dead.  For some reason I didn't tell them about the getting dead thing, so they though I was worried about then having sex.  "Don't worry we have condoms."  They left I don't know what happened to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then I went to watch a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt; to watch a dying friend do her part in it.  The team finished and we all went crazy!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; YOU!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wooohoooo&lt;/span&gt;!!  It was a happy moment.  Then while we were all sitting around at this picnic table who shows up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aolcdn.com/red_galleries/wentworth-miller-400ds0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.aolcdn.com/red_galleries/wentworth-miller-400ds0626.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WENTWORTH&lt;/span&gt; MILLER.  My heart was all aflutter.  Apparently I knew him for some time.  We were friends.  He was sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; from me so I got the best view.  He brought treats.  I declined.  He insisted, he brought plenty.  They were these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;deliciously&lt;/span&gt;, evil, baked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; goodness.  You bite into this little pocket and all this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yumminess&lt;/span&gt; oozes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1255/641521419_32b7cddfee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1255/641521419_32b7cddfee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wentworth&lt;/span&gt; and his evil baked goods!  Tell me THAT'S not a perfect dream.  Went and baked goods...God help me.  Anyway, there we were sitting at the table talking and I look over and Went is staring at me.  Like STARING at me!  Like I'm a girl!  I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; and tried to hide it, blush did the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; thing.  He smiles.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!  He's flirting with me!  We go on talking and such and when I look back he's doing the same thing to the girl sitting next to him!  BASTARD!  I tell myself, I will not let it bother me.  It's no big deal.  Then a few minutes later, he's flirting with me again!  Ladies and gentlemen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wentworth&lt;/span&gt; Miller is a tease.  Bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;In other news, a couple weeks ago, I went to visit my best friend and we took a Kayaking class...I know, I know!  I'm an INDOOR GIRL!  But, I like water, and it was a nice warm day and it was fun!  We all even passed the class!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Woot&lt;/span&gt;!  No one drowned, no one fell out.  It was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.borealdesign.com/boreal_img/produits/kayak_complet_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.borealdesign.com/boreal_img/produits/kayak_complet_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went to the movies and saw The Happening.  I really liked it.  I think it's gonna piss a lot of people off.  Go M. Night!  I just know he's sitting on his couch saying,(spoiler blacked out) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Take that Al Gore, I can make an environmental movie too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I totally get his sense of humor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.circuit-empire.com/posters/The%20Happening%20Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.circuit-empire.com/posters/The%20Happening%20Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I have also been pricing our trip to Egypt.  I'm excited.  Been slaking on my Arabic though.  We will have to wait to see as I have some stuff coming up on when we can actually go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thelightisgreen.com/Egypt%20-%20sphinx,%20great%20pyramid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.thelightisgreen.com/Egypt%20-%20sphinx,%20great%20pyramid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm enrolled in school.  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kodak.com/US/images/en/corp/1000nerds/lund/nerdGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.kodak.com/US/images/en/corp/1000nerds/lund/nerdGirl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Let's see...what else...Oh read another series by Mary Janice Davidson (it's just two books) The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.maryjanicedavidson.net/mermaid.html"&gt;Fred the Mermaid series.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Quick, fun read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh, someone gave me a stomach virus.  Some things you should not share.  Just when I got over that, I went to go to the kayaking class, and best friends kids gave me a cold of some sort.   THEN, I have this other issue, and that kicked in.  It was a rough couple weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;So, what's new with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-6640372152099131874?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6640372152099131874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6640372152099131874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6640372152099131874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6640372152099131874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-had-dreamand-other-news.html' title='I had a dream...and other news.'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1255/641521419_32b7cddfee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4627546906672784971</id><published>2008-05-28T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:28:59.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>And Behind Door #3?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drumroll.........................&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Viral Gastroenteritis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noroblog.com/norwalk%281%29.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noroblog.com/norwalk%281%29.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*insert fanfare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be careful what you wish for because you may get it.  I should have been clearer about what I wanted to be behind door number three.  The virus kept me from doing what I didn't want to do, but it also kept me from doing anything else.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you're interested.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/ncidod/dvrd/revb/gastro/faq.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-1;"&gt;Viral Gastroenteritis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4627546906672784971?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4627546906672784971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4627546906672784971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4627546906672784971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4627546906672784971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-behind-door-3.html' title='And Behind Door #3?'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-723418400344814520</id><published>2008-05-24T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T20:22:35.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silliness'/><title type='text'>My Seduction Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/tantric_master.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAAH.  Thanks Kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-723418400344814520?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/723418400344814520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=723418400344814520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/723418400344814520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/723418400344814520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-seduction-style.html' title='My Seduction Style'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7879284611283018869</id><published>2008-05-24T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:42:31.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDi13iI237I/AAAAAAAADCQ/cSzqxMOgg28/s1600-h/mylifesucks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDi13iI237I/AAAAAAAADCQ/cSzqxMOgg28/s320/mylifesucks1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204109335087996850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's looking progressively like door number one.  Guess what I want doesn't matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7879284611283018869?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7879284611283018869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7879284611283018869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7879284611283018869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7879284611283018869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDi13iI237I/AAAAAAAADCQ/cSzqxMOgg28/s72-c/mylifesucks1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8823923367164092163</id><published>2008-05-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:06:36.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Damned if you do, damned if you don't...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's not much worse when you're faced with two options, and both have bad outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first outcome you hurt yourself, by doing what you don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-18445269.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B330B1749-7FA1-407A-A36E-A5CB974E2599%7D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-18445269.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B330B1749-7FA1-407A-A36E-A5CB974E2599%7D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, you do what you want  but hurt the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jamesharrisgallery.com/Artists/Steve%20Davis/Images/door_2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.jamesharrisgallery.com/Artists/Steve%20Davis/Images/door_2a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need door number three.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fawny.org/blog/images/3forMoney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://fawny.org/blog/images/3forMoney.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDewFSI236I/AAAAAAAADCI/6sbKmQngZSw/s1600-h/crying+in+rain"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDewFSI236I/AAAAAAAADCI/6sbKmQngZSw/s320/crying+in+rain" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203821499264720802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8823923367164092163?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8823923367164092163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8823923367164092163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8823923367164092163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8823923367164092163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/damned-if-you-do-damned-if-you-dont.html' title='Damned if you do, damned if you don&apos;t...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDewFSI236I/AAAAAAAADCI/6sbKmQngZSw/s72-c/crying+in+rain' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8819328349351121147</id><published>2008-05-21T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T01:08:38.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duran Duran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Hot Stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.duranduranofficial.de/images/main_nav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.duranduranofficial.de/images/main_nav.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was surprised a few weeks back with tickets to see Duran Duran.  It was a good surprise.  I've been a fan for a long time.  John Taylor is STILL on my laminated list.  They looked really happy.  I was glad to see it.   Whoever the sound guy and the camera man were didn't know the music.  So some of the sound was off and the camera work didn't match the songs.  An example, the camera man would find the guitar solo a few bars after it began.  Silly.  Here's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6529356811374992499&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  lol.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...what else has happened...OH.  The fucktards are on the run!  heh.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to school!  WOOT!  I'm scared to death.  I'm a lousey student.  But, it turns out I'm three classes from an AA.  I THINK I am about 1-2 semesters from a B.A.  Crazy huh?  So, we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some bad news...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*WAILING*  I have to go camping!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c280/RESIST_1984/TANK%20GRRRL/CATASTROPHE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c280/RESIST_1984/TANK%20GRRRL/CATASTROPHE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am such an indoor girl. I hate camping. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE IT! HATE IT! HATE IT! &lt;/span&gt;Oh well. I printed out my camping checklist. Yes I have a checklist. I hate to be with out my stuff. It's like 5 pages. I think it has like 200 items. Yeah I know it's a lot. But a majority are small. Stuff like Q-Tips and tooth paste.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In any case...yeah.  Hopefully I won't kill anyone in a fit of hysteria.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Went came out...IN SHORTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDUZ_CI235I/AAAAAAAADCA/1bY93EGgZcA/s1600-h/May+2008+Went+in+shorts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SDUZ_CI235I/AAAAAAAADCA/1bY93EGgZcA/s320/May+2008+Went+in+shorts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203093515192950674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This makes me happy.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8819328349351121147?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8819328349351121147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8819328349351121147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8819328349351121147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8819328349351121147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot-stuff.html' title='Hot Stuff!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c280/RESIST_1984/TANK%20GRRRL/th_CATASTROPHE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-102457227741607472</id><published>2008-04-27T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:44:10.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silliness'/><title type='text'>Mmmmmmm...Thanks Kris</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thechocolateoracle/chocolate.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sweet, mellow, and easily satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like anything too intense and dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're a kid at heart... and you're nostalgic for the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are emotionally expressive and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're effected by everything around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends appreciate your open heart, but they are afraid of hurting your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the feeling of accomplishment. You enjoy doing what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel lost when you have to do frivolous tasks or hang out with shallow people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thechocolateoracle/"&gt;The Chocolate Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-102457227741607472?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/102457227741607472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=102457227741607472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/102457227741607472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/102457227741607472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/mmmmmmmthanks-kris.html' title='Mmmmmmm...Thanks Kris'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3724628756529944802</id><published>2008-04-24T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:37:04.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFX_wDtsdI/AAAAAAAAC18/W4IX4MfuOUY/s1600-h/Rosalind-Maingot-Grief--1939-250173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFX_wDtsdI/AAAAAAAAC18/W4IX4MfuOUY/s320/Rosalind-Maingot-Grief--1939-250173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193028598078747090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a tiring day. I had a rough night, full of nightmares. What were they? Not telling you. I don't need people emailing me telling me what they mean. I know what they mean. Loss and rejection. Take that. So when my emotions couldn't take it anymore, I did what I always do. I go cry in the shower. Now, when I say I cried in the shower let me help you understand. I CRIED! Like wailing. Like someone had died. I was in full grief mode. You know that kid who cries so uncontrollably they start to dry heave? That was me. I was crying so hard, I was dry heaving. I cried until the water got cold then I got out and cried. I finally calmed myself down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFY2wDtseI/AAAAAAAAC2E/DTY7dgLEQSg/s1600-h/hammock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFY2wDtseI/AAAAAAAAC2E/DTY7dgLEQSg/s320/hammock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193029542971552226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later I worked on a project with a friend for three hours.  Very productive.  I feel good about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week the landscapers did their little landscaping thing, which included laying down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFaPgDtsfI/AAAAAAAAC2M/7zVJCvnGIQQ/s1600-h/Cat_in_water_with_stick_937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 356px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFaPgDtsfI/AAAAAAAAC2M/7zVJCvnGIQQ/s320/Cat_in_water_with_stick_937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193031067684942322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tanbark.  Why is this important?  Remember &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck-you-i-wont-do-what-they-tell-me.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;? (scroll down to pic of cat) Yes, the cat has started bringing us sticks again. Now she has yards and yard of tanbark to bring to us. We got eight sticks tonight. She was sooooo proud of herself. Funny girl. Like this...but not white and no water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, I am really tired.  My head hurts, I really want to go to sleep, and I well, obviously will.  But I hope to do it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFbPgDtsgI/AAAAAAAAC2U/vdivrnrPy1w/s1600-h/puppy-sleeping_4281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFbPgDtsgI/AAAAAAAAC2U/vdivrnrPy1w/s320/puppy-sleeping_4281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193032167196570114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3724628756529944802?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3724628756529944802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3724628756529944802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3724628756529944802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3724628756529944802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-in-life_24.html' title='A Day in the Life...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SBFX_wDtsdI/AAAAAAAAC18/W4IX4MfuOUY/s72-c/Rosalind-Maingot-Grief--1939-250173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-2800871673115147086</id><published>2008-04-23T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:23:27.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>School Daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kodak.com/US/images/en/corp/1000nerds/lund/nerdGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 191px;" src="http://www.kodak.com/US/images/en/corp/1000nerds/lund/nerdGirl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well looks like, maybe, I am going back to school.  Turns out I am 3 classes away from an AA.  Looking at those classes, I know why I never took them!  LOL.  Is it wrong I don't care about women's studies or the sociology of minorities?  Pfffffffffft.    So, we'll see.  I'm taking a placement test next week.  Maybe they offer the classes I want over the summer.  Last summer they offered two of them and one was online which would be PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Time is a currency that sometimes must be borrowed against to increase its wealth."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole Goodwin&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/2695100716722609171-2800871673115147086?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2800871673115147086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=2800871673115147086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2800871673115147086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/2800871673115147086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-daze.html' title='School Daze'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-1802052006553597394</id><published>2008-04-16T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:26:47.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAAHA!!  Someone wrote me poems!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAbeJVpKfwI/AAAAAAAAC1k/iQMq-OiswFk/s1600-h/Wentworth+Milan+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAbeJVpKfwI/AAAAAAAAC1k/iQMq-OiswFk/s400/Wentworth+Milan+2008+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190079872601063170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="norm" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt;Ode to Nic &amp;amp; Went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; There was a young girl from Gilroy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; Who had a big crush on a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; His name is Wentworth Miller,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; And she really wants him to drill her;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt; Oh if only there was a Wentworth sex toy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt;and if that weren't enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAbfPFpKfxI/AAAAAAAAC1s/C_MuUwg6UDE/s1600-h/Wentworth+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAbfPFpKfxI/AAAAAAAAC1s/C_MuUwg6UDE/s400/Wentworth+2008+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190081070896938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt;Nicbeast Obsession!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; She's so crazy for Wentworth Miller,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; She's stalked him here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; She'd willingly let him do anything to her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; With extreme eagerness and flair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Went Miller is Nicbeast's obsession,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; He is on her laminated list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Nic wants him with a passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Prison Break she cannot resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Wentworth is Nic's obsessive fantasy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; An episode she will not miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Nic dotes on Wentworth all can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Wanting Went for a passionate kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Nicbeast and the girls of Wet for Went,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; They seek Went's body to enslave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Their perfect vision of a Hollywood Gent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="crose"&gt; Nic will take her obsession to her grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cplum"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" class="cgreen" &gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU JAMIE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cgreen"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-1802052006553597394?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/1802052006553597394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=1802052006553597394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1802052006553597394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/1802052006553597394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahahahaaha-someone-wrote-me-poems.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAAHA!!  Someone wrote me poems!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAbeJVpKfwI/AAAAAAAAC1k/iQMq-OiswFk/s72-c/Wentworth+Milan+2008+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-5807236311799488607</id><published>2008-04-14T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:07:36.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucktards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earthquakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crochet'/><title type='text'>Spring is in the air...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;What do you know, an actual post.  So...what's been going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, I've had some medical issues that I HOPE are all done now.  *Crosses Fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the fucktards are feeling the pressure. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did our taxes again this year.  Got a pretty good refund.  I am pleased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freetaxrefund.org/graphics/money_in_hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.freetaxrefund.org/graphics/money_in_hand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;a href="http://web.mlsnet.com/mls/about/sje.jsp"&gt;San Jose Earthquakes&lt;/a&gt; opening game in Oakland.  Believe it or not, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT AS HELL!  &lt;/span&gt;Can you say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sunburn&lt;/span&gt;?  I knew you could.  How did the Quakes do?  Uh...let's just say, they are a work in progress.  Go Quakes!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQgnFpKfsI/AAAAAAAAC1A/eCHGdB8TtTk/s1600-h/DSCF1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQgnFpKfsI/AAAAAAAAC1A/eCHGdB8TtTk/s400/DSCF1364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189308526539472578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I decided to plant a herb and veggie garden.  First you should know, I have a black thumb.  I kill plants.  My mother at one point started buying me fake plants because I killed the real ones, and she thought it was just cruel to keep doing that to innocent plant life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQke1pKfuI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/uajZruXNBlg/s1600-h/Black+thumb+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQke1pKfuI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/uajZruXNBlg/s400/Black+thumb+crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189312782852062946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I was asking another friend of mine how to transplant my seedlings, she said you know I've been knowing you for years, and every spring you get the urge to grow things.  Hmmmm...I do?  What do you know?  So she tells me what to do, and today, I DO IT!  I replanted all my seedlings.  I had some others that I did earlier.  Two kinds of squash, cucumbers, green onions, tomatoes.  My green onions, are not looking good.   I dropped some seeds into the post just to see what would happen.  I initially grew them in peat pellets.  So...we'll see.  So today I transplanted green peppers, jalepenos, a surprise pack of tomatoes, cilantro, itallian basil, thyme, oregeno, rosemary...I think that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So, here they are before...And YES I grew them from seeds!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQeOVpKfkI/AAAAAAAAC0A/7NewleZxtRg/s1600-h/DSCF1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQeOVpKfkI/AAAAAAAAC0A/7NewleZxtRg/s400/DSCF1365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189305902314454594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQeZ1pKflI/AAAAAAAAC0I/lq1AKSrW7HU/s1600-h/DSCF1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQeZ1pKflI/AAAAAAAAC0I/lq1AKSrW7HU/s400/DSCF1366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189306099882950226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQen1pKfmI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/ZZ92v9DIYI4/s1600-h/DSCF1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQen1pKfmI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/ZZ92v9DIYI4/s400/DSCF1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189306340401118818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;And here they are after...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQgKFpKfrI/AAAAAAAAC04/x8wermL4ZXM/s1600-h/DSCF1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQgKFpKfrI/AAAAAAAAC04/x8wermL4ZXM/s400/DSCF1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189308028323266226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQf1VpKfpI/AAAAAAAAC0o/yOKvja_U5xc/s1600-h/DSCF1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQf1VpKfpI/AAAAAAAAC0o/yOKvja_U5xc/s400/DSCF1369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189307671840980626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQfoVpKfoI/AAAAAAAAC0g/nGwSO7I-agk/s1600-h/DSCF1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQfoVpKfoI/AAAAAAAAC0g/nGwSO7I-agk/s400/DSCF1372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189307448502681218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQfcVpKfnI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/3pY-PCRKT50/s1600-h/DSCF1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQfcVpKfnI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/3pY-PCRKT50/s400/DSCF1373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189307242344250994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In other news...I got new knitting needles.  They're so purdy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://knitpicks.com/"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.knitpicks.com/images/regular/90347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.knitpicks.com/images/regular/90347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I got this set...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://donyale.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/ic-set-h1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://donyale.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/ic-set-h1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I also got some new crochet hooks too.  They are sooooooooo nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fiber2yarn.com/images/addi/148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.fiber2yarn.com/images/addi/148.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.skacelknitting.com/s.nl/sc.2/category.38/.f"&gt;Addi Comfort Grip Hook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think that's all I got for now.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, and just for good measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQo5VpKfvI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/p1CVQhl4R_g/s1600-h/Wentworth+Glasses+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQo5VpKfvI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/p1CVQhl4R_g/s400/Wentworth+Glasses+2008+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189317636165107442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God I love a man in glasses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Actually I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; man in everything...or....*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-5807236311799488607?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5807236311799488607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=5807236311799488607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5807236311799488607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/5807236311799488607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the air...'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/SAQgnFpKfsI/AAAAAAAAC1A/eCHGdB8TtTk/s72-c/DSCF1364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7425552230311686576</id><published>2008-04-01T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:17:32.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WFW'/><title type='text'>Hillarious</title><content type='html'>Do your self a favor and go check this out!    It's funny as hell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wetforwent.org/2008/04/01/finally/"&gt;WFW&lt;/a&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/2695100716722609171-7425552230311686576?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7425552230311686576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7425552230311686576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7425552230311686576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7425552230311686576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/hillarious.html' title='Hillarious'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-8857081848418837428</id><published>2008-04-01T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:11:41.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sciwriter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCIWRITER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R_MVdVOlpCI/AAAAAAAACzg/O_b51cFAOVE/s1600-h/birthday_graphics_29.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R_MVdVOlpCI/AAAAAAAACzg/O_b51cFAOVE/s400/birthday_graphics_29.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184511189692294178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-8857081848418837428?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8857081848418837428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=8857081848418837428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8857081848418837428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/8857081848418837428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-sciwriter.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCIWRITER!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R_MVdVOlpCI/AAAAAAAACzg/O_b51cFAOVE/s72-c/birthday_graphics_29.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-4022215034548456970</id><published>2008-03-27T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:31:17.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>TO THE MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R-wtglOlpAI/AAAAAAAACzQ/HRayi4CRs2Y/s1600-h/Aw%2BBirthday%2BCnote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R-wtglOlpAI/AAAAAAAACzQ/HRayi4CRs2Y/s400/Aw%2BBirthday%2BCnote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182567308968961026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-4022215034548456970?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/4022215034548456970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=4022215034548456970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4022215034548456970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/4022215034548456970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-man.html' title='TO THE MAN'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R-wtglOlpAI/AAAAAAAACzQ/HRayi4CRs2Y/s72-c/Aw%2BBirthday%2BCnote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-7081430246254500933</id><published>2008-03-26T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:31:00.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Song Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is for, well, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cochise&lt;br /&gt;Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MceWGyazksY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MceWGyazksY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Well I been watchin&lt;br /&gt;While you been coughin&lt;br /&gt;Ive been drinking life&lt;br /&gt;While you been nausous&lt;br /&gt;And so I drink to health&lt;br /&gt;While you kill yourself&lt;br /&gt;And I got just one thing&lt;br /&gt;That I can offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im not a martyr&lt;br /&gt;Im not a prophet&lt;br /&gt;And I wont preach to you&lt;br /&gt;But heres a caution&lt;br /&gt;You better understand&lt;br /&gt;That I wont hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;But if it helps you mend&lt;br /&gt;Then I wont stop it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go if you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll see you in the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where you crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;On my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And put the blame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you dont feel a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go and save yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it out on me yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R-rWu1Olo-I/AAAAAAAACzA/v8anVzb628M/s1600-h/1379711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R-rWu1Olo-I/AAAAAAAACzA/v8anVzb628M/s400/1379711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182190421293769698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And a poem, just for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cole Goodwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat, Strike, Thrash, Pound&lt;br /&gt;Until I am subdued and fetal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consume, Deplete, Siphon, Drain&lt;br /&gt;Until I am nearly empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, Linger, Stay, Terry&lt;br /&gt;Until I am replenished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start again at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-7081430246254500933?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7081430246254500933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=7081430246254500933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7081430246254500933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/7081430246254500933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/03/song-dedication.html' title='Song Dedication'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R-rWu1Olo-I/AAAAAAAACzA/v8anVzb628M/s72-c/1379711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-831652082046598505</id><published>2008-03-10T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:52:56.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad'/><title type='text'>I'm a Selfish Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There must be something in pattern of the people I pick as friends.  A majority of them surprise me in their response to my moods.  I don’t know if I’m really selfish, which I don’t feel I am, or I am really needy, which, I have to admit wouldn’t surprise me with all that’s going on in my life right now.  But, it seems that I am not allowed to have a bad day.  If I do, people seem put out by it, like it inconveniences them.  Inside I want to scream, “IT’S NOT ALL ABOUT YOU!”  I have needs.  I have bad days. I’m sorry I can’t attend to your wants right now, but I have to take care of my self for a minute.  I’m sorry if I’m slow to understand what you’re saying, I realize I’m not the brightest bulb in the pack, but I am trying to process a lot of information.  I admit to not being at my best at the moment, but can you cut me a break, I’m doing the best I can.  But, I’ll say nothing.  Which is wrong I know.  Maybe I’ll say something later when I’m not so upset and hurt, then again maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I a selfish bitch, but I am also a liar.  Am I lying about being a selfish bitch.  I don't think so, but maybe I'm pathological.   And people wonder why drug companies make antidepressants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will teach me to get my hopes up and allow myself to feel a little happiness.   It's just not allowed apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-831652082046598505?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/831652082046598505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=831652082046598505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/831652082046598505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/831652082046598505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-selfish-bitch.html' title='I&amp;#39;m a Selfish Bitch'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3931420815626835794</id><published>2008-02-21T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:46:35.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappointment'/><title type='text'>Damnit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack my eggshell heart on the spine of a book&lt;br /&gt;Watch the bruised and scarred memories spill out in the light of day&lt;br /&gt;Over the pages and into a cracked life&lt;br /&gt;Pain hidden in the dark and under pressure&lt;br /&gt;The book’s words demand their due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debt is paid with vials of blood&lt;br /&gt;Syringes of synthetic life&lt;br /&gt;Aspirated hope&lt;br /&gt;Inconsolable tears and unfathomable grief&lt;br /&gt;All shed from denial of instinctual needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close the pages and return to lying&lt;br /&gt;My world is ok, my soul is happy&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the crimson mess under the smile&lt;br /&gt;Return the empty shell to my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Stupid books up heaving your perfectly manicured emotions.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695100716722609171-3931420815626835794?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3931420815626835794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3931420815626835794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3931420815626835794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3931420815626835794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/02/broken.html' title='Damnit!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-6467255800450840347</id><published>2008-01-28T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:30:04.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Gauisus Fucking Natalis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jericho.dee-london.com/content-img/clives-birthday-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://jericho.dee-london.com/content-img/clives-birthday-cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11 days and counting...  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*looks for cover*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-6467255800450840347?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6467255800450840347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=6467255800450840347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6467255800450840347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/6467255800450840347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/gauisus-fucking-natalis.html' title='Gauisus Fucking Natalis'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695100716722609171.post-3273816459789689008</id><published>2007-12-27T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:29:57.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wentworth Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Employment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr.'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney-myspace.com/" title="Tinkerbell Myspace Graphics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://disney-myspace.com/tinkerbell/animations/happy-holidays-tinkerbell.gif" alt="Tinkerbell Myspace Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been doing some thinking today.  About what you ask?  Well, I'll tell you.  About the upcoming year.  When I was 13 years old, I made a New Year's Resolution to never make another New Year's Resolution.  It's the only one I have ever kept.  EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think Resolution is too strong a word; too absolute.  It's like the difference between Idea and Belief.  You can change an idea, but it's harder to change a belief.  (Yes I know I stole that...back off!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes life gets in the way of resolutions.  Then, at the end of the year when you look back at your life, you have a feeling of failure when you didn't keep your resolutions.  Who needs that?  Life is hard enough as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I propose, instead of a New Year's Resolution, to have a New Year's Hope.  What do you think?  I'll get you started, here are a few of my hopes for the upcoming year, in no particular order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to improve my overall health. (Look at those abs...mercy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3STkjMt8bI/AAAAAAAACt4/SoIC6-fqfB0/s1600-h/rosario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3STkjMt8bI/AAAAAAAACt4/SoIC6-fqfB0/s400/rosario.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148902530124476850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to get rid of some particular medical issues.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope other medical endeavors stick around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to get more organized.  (Stop laughing!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SUuDMt8cI/AAAAAAAACuA/_9rzeFdclLw/s1600-h/0565-+Laughing+hyena+suskie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SUuDMt8cI/AAAAAAAACuA/_9rzeFdclLw/s400/0565-+Laughing+hyena+suskie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148903792844861890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to better manage my time.  (I SAID stop LAUGHING)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SU5DMt8dI/AAAAAAAACuI/8zhRQNwNjew/s1600-h/HumourLaughingKitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SU5DMt8dI/AAAAAAAACuI/8zhRQNwNjew/s400/HumourLaughingKitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148903981823422930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to be more creative.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SVOjMt8eI/AAAAAAAACuQ/ZmMKAwF-0Aw/s1600-h/feather-pen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 128px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SVOjMt8eI/AAAAAAAACuQ/ZmMKAwF-0Aw/s400/feather-pen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148904351190610402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to not have to find another job, but if I do, it's one I will enjoy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope justice prevails.  (Fucktards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope my friends and family are happy and healthy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to meet more of my online friends, and see the others I have met again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SRoDMt8aI/AAAAAAAACtw/9cghF6SkFAc/s1600-h/Me+and+Jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SRoDMt8aI/AAAAAAAACtw/9cghF6SkFAc/s400/Me+and+Jamie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148900391230763426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SPNTMt8ZI/AAAAAAAACto/aNZS5dR11wk/s1600-h/DSCF3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SPNTMt8ZI/AAAAAAAACto/aNZS5dR11wk/s400/DSCF3036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148897732646007186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SO1DMt8YI/AAAAAAAACtg/q64wrDCRoe0/s1600-h/me+and+the+girls+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SO1DMt8YI/AAAAAAAACtg/q64wrDCRoe0/s400/me+and+the+girls+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148897316034179458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to meet Wentworth Miller. (You knew that would be in there!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SObjMt8XI/AAAAAAAACtY/gitojOyFL6I/s1600-h/2093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 133px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SObjMt8XI/AAAAAAAACtY/gitojOyFL6I/s400/2093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148896877947515250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd like to get better at knitting and crocheting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SVyDMt8fI/AAAAAAAACuY/hy4_1HfZTjY/s1600-h/yarn4ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 210px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SVyDMt8fI/AAAAAAAACuY/hy4_1HfZTjY/s400/yarn4ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148904961075966450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would like to go back to school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SWmDMt8gI/AAAAAAAACug/MZBs7bCwhsk/s1600-h/studying_in_the_park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 205px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3SWmDMt8gI/AAAAAAAACug/MZBs7bCwhsk/s400/studying_in_the_park.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148905854429164034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok, so that's a lot, but what does it matter?  The weren't resolutions, just hopes and wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, what are your hopes and wishes?  Leave me a comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;One last one.  I hope and wish the new year bring you all your hopes and wishes.&lt;/span&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/2695100716722609171-3273816459789689008?l=nicbeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3273816459789689008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695100716722609171&amp;postID=3273816459789689008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3273816459789689008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695100716722609171/posts/default/3273816459789689008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicbeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!!'/><author><name>nicbeast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03621557557944057047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1339446040_1b111dee5d_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_etJ2BXe2LJs/R3STkjMt8bI/AAAAAAAACt4/SoIC6-fqfB0/s72-c/rosario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
