<?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-14174560</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:22:15.823-08:00</updated><category term='sad'/><category term='toenail'/><category term='movies'/><category term='tired'/><category term='books'/><category term='Apolo'/><category term='x-files'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='Buffy'/><category term='vampire'/><category term='easter'/><category term='new kids on the block'/><category term='library'/><category term='superbowl'/><category term='RE5'/><category term='Tracy'/><category term='job'/><category term='gamer'/><category term='lost toys'/><category term='novel'/><category term='bernie mac'/><category term='CSI: the experience'/><category term='cock suckers'/><category term='lollopaloza'/><category term='anger'/><category term='tv'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='roof'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='heath ledger'/><category term='work'/><category term='dance'/><category term='2008'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='vet'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='racism'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='lost'/><category term='taste of chicago'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='resident evil'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='memorial day'/><category term='cats'/><category term='fall'/><category term='looptopia'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='angry'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='sytycd'/><category term='obama'/><category term='mothers day'/><category term='slayathon'/><category term='sick'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='mcfarlane'/><category term='love'/><category term='headache'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='splinter cell'/><category term='animals'/><category term='monday'/><category term='valentine day'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Imus'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='museum'/><category term='police'/><category term='victoria secret'/><category term='air conditioner'/><category term='olympics'/><category term='vegas'/><category term='plastic surgery'/><category term='computer'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='new year'/><category term='bat'/><category term='layout'/><category term='catster'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='so you think you can dance'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='cell phone'/><category term='GTFO'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='games'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='life'/><category term='black friday'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='body worlds'/><category term='food'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='PAWS'/><category term='vote'/><category term='career'/><category term='hot'/><category term='debt'/><category term='prison break'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Bally'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Must Be Tuesday</title><subtitle type='html'>Chatter from A to Z with a special place for Buffy, Angel and Apolo Anton Ohno.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4763217219504990620</id><published>2010-03-27T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:26:00.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Time Has Come</title><content type='html'>Well, well. Not that anyone comes here anymore. I mean, really, EVERYONE that used to visit me are pretty much gone now. I do stop by some of my friends on occasion, but I don't get many visitors anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, ever since my sweetheart, the beloved and everlasting &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;passed I lost heart to put into this blog. I really just stopped coming. That along with my dwindling visitors and lack of stuff to blog about kept me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are so inclined, please friend me on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#%21/profile.php?id=1713386529"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;. If you want, just Private Message me and let me know who you are.  Also, if you happen by and are a fan of Michael Jackson and Buffy, please friend me and let me know, because that's even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, this blog is now officially closed. Yes, it's been some good times. Some bad times, but most of all it's been fun and entertaining. I appreciate everyone who came over the years and stopped and posted, who linked me and returned often. Thank you and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.pageplugins.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf" flashvars="h1=2005-2010&amp;amp;h2=Must Be Tuesday, Beloved and Missed         Forever in my heart&amp;amp;h1x=19.9&amp;amp;h1y=169.25&amp;amp;h2x=70.9&amp;amp;h2y=98.55&amp;amp;sym=6&amp;amp;dom=http://www.pageplugins.com/" quality="high" wmode="transparent" name="Tombstone" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="305" width="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pageplugins.com/"&gt;Free Myspace Generators&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4763217219504990620?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4763217219504990620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4763217219504990620&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4763217219504990620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4763217219504990620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-has-come.html' title='The Time Has Come'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-828360780951623052</id><published>2009-09-22T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:12:00.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>is anybody alive in here?</title><content type='html'>I just forgot I had a blog didn't I. I gotta be honest, ever since Michael Jackson died I have not been the same. I don't think I will ever be the same. I have lost interest in coming here like I used too. I'm on facebook, and I created my own private forum to discuss Michael Jackson, because no, I have not stopped thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think and talk about him every day and I think I will continue to do so for a long time. This has affected me more than I can say.  I'll probably jump back here I guess, but I spend the majority of my time on my forum, watching TV and listening to Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Srl1RB3v4QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/jsXF93qi_Ps/s1600-h/Apple_iMac_g5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Srl1RB3v4QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/jsXF93qi_Ps/s320/Apple_iMac_g5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384463764918624514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new computer about a week ago. I should take a picture but have been lazy. My lovely computer I love so much is a imac and it is awesome! love it! I have cramps right now and my back is killing me. I'm watching "Hells Kitchen" and will probably go to bed at 9pm. cannot wait until the weekend, I feel like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, to my 4 readers, lol. I'm sorry, haven't been even lurking. I will try to come by and say hi soon, I do miss you guys. till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-828360780951623052?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/828360780951623052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=828360780951623052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/828360780951623052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/828360780951623052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-anybody-alive-in-here.html' title='is anybody alive in here?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Srl1RB3v4QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/jsXF93qi_Ps/s72-c/Apple_iMac_g5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4235639384760321875</id><published>2009-08-28T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:19:00.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SpiPw4uIT7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/XmgOM8JnTN4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SpiPw4uIT7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/XmgOM8JnTN4/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375204225289047986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been here in I don't know when. My all MJ immersion continues as I have learned his official COD is "Acute Propofol Intoxication" and has been ruled a Homicide. I don't know what was going on with Murray, what he was thinking, incompetence, just stupid, was framed, I don't know but he sure has a doosey on his hand in forever being the man who "Killed Michael Jackson"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in no mood to really post anything. I have sort of drifted away from the land of blog as my grief over Michael Jackson has not subsided and is showing no signs of lifting me from my world that includes him him in it on a daily basis. I think of him before I go to bed and when I wake up--still. My mourning is better, but as more details come to light my grief comes in waves. I am happy and laughing over something he said or did that is cute, as he was often cute and light hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next I'm crying for his life and the father his kids miss. I wanted many more years with Michael. I wanted to see his dream to finish This Is It and then spend more time with his kids. That will never be now. I still love him more than ever. And the more I learn of little details of his life, his personal and public life I love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care who thinks I'm crazy. I have found a lovely bunch of ladies on a forum that I visit daily and they understand. Had it not been for them I don't know how I would have stood my grief and pain. I was feeling so tense, so pent up with wanting to talk, discuss, cry, laugh that I felt like I was going crazy. I really did feel that way. I could feel myself growing more and more intense. I feel like they saved my life in a way. I am grateful for being able to connect with people who felt that level of pain, who also think about him daily, who want justice for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great feeling to be able to talk incessantly about him and not be judged. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN 51 YEARS OLD. I LOVE "YOU" MOST! YOU WILL FOREVER BE MISSED AND NEVER FORGOTTEN. YOU WILL LIVE IN ON IN ALL OF US BUT MORE THAN THAT YOU WILL LIVE ON FOREVER. YOUR STAR WILL SHINE ON IN ETERNITY. THANK YOU FOR THE MEMORIES, YOUR PASSION, YOUR LOVE, AND FOR SHARING YOUR TALENTS WITH THE WORLD. YOU WERE SIMPLY SO GREAT THAT I DON'T THINK THE WORLD KNEW WHAT TO DO WITH YOU.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE YOU.&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/14174560-4235639384760321875?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4235639384760321875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4235639384760321875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4235639384760321875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4235639384760321875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-michael.html' title='Happy Birthday Michael'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SpiPw4uIT7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/XmgOM8JnTN4/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-5375582670563866374</id><published>2009-07-31T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:04:11.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The week is done</title><content type='html'>I am glad it's Friday! I didn't even have a lot of work this week, so it was a good week. I don't have anything new to blog about. I see it's getting fewer and farther between new posts. Oh well. I'm currently still obsessing and freaking out over Michael Jackson. Do not expect this to end any time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on buying some goodies from QVC. They had some MJ stuff to buy. It's gonna take me a long time to stop thinking about him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-5375582670563866374?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/5375582670563866374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=5375582670563866374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5375582670563866374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5375582670563866374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-is-done.html' title='The week is done'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8953284934231078459</id><published>2009-07-19T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:39:00.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>There hasn't been much going on with me. But I'm finally on Facebook! I am in the middle of figuring out how to set up and add to my page, but I'm on it now. So now I can be friends with my buddies.  Louisiana and KingCover I"m looking at you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hurting over Michael Jackson. I listening to an interview he did with Steve Harvey back in 2002 and it was HIGHlarious. So great to hear Michael laughing and genuinely laughing. He felt and sounded so down to earth, not I didn't think he would be, but he felt like if you met him and had more than 15 minutes with him you'd be laughing and acting stupid before you knew it and you'd soon stop realizing that you were hanging out with Michael Jackson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really liked about the interview was Steve praising him and thanking him and letting him know how much he meant to black people especially. I was so glad that MJ got to hear that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurt a little was Steve was joking about burning down the tabloid building and MJ was like "We should do it" and about other people who pretend to be real but are fake, and I heard the hurt and anguish in his voice over that. It was sad, because when you can't disguise that shit in your voice you know you really feel that and I known he was always really hurt and angry over the media and the tabloid and you can only ignore so much. I can only imagine hearing or seeing that garbage every day. Just straight up bullshit that you KNOW are lies and people out there believe that shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy soon to be Monday. Let's get this week over already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8953284934231078459?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8953284934231078459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8953284934231078459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8953284934231078459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8953284934231078459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4461448904832866355</id><published>2009-07-07T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:22:02.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQL5pp_FI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-zvjizDhf7I/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson--C10103347.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQL5pp_FI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-zvjizDhf7I/s320/Michael-Jackson--C10103347.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355923653490506834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still feeling surreal; I am still in shock and stunned over Michael. I cried a few times, I laughed but overall I am so, so sad. I try and be glad I have his music and memories left behind, but watching some of the rehearsal footage for the "This is It" chocked me up. Watching him dance and just seeing how easy it came to him to dance and move...I just can't believe it. I try not to think about him being gone. But this is final, and when I think about it hard enough, think that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON &lt;/span&gt;is gone, not retired, but dead is just too much for me to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fight those who badmouth him. I hate those fucking assholes. I think there is a special place in hell for those who want nothing but to bring up all the mess, all his personal drama. This asshole writer for our Redeye Chicago had the nerve to say that people about 28 years old and younger will only remember his bizarre life and personal issues. You fucker! That is the most ridiculous statement ever. Yes, he had his issues, but you mean to tell me that you think that when people think of this man all they will remember, the only thing they will think of about his life is that he bought the Elephant Man's bones and had a chimp named Bubbles?   That's it. That's all he ever did in his life. That is sad that this jackass thinks that after all he accomplished that he will ONLY be remembered for this trite shit that he can dredge up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Michael was only at peace on stage. I truly believe that. I just miss him so much. I wanted him to live to be an old man. It will take me some time to get over the idea that Michael Jackson, MICHAEL JACKSON (sniff!) is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQTwDO9mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QAUuZU-Ae6c/s1600-h/ebony+Michael+Jackson+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQTwDO9mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QAUuZU-Ae6c/s320/ebony+Michael+Jackson+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355923788352386658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did so much for the world, he tried, and successfully in many cases, to do what he sought out to do. He wanted to bring people together, he wanted there to not be a color barrier. I appreciate him for doing that, for wanting a better world and not being afraid to stand up and say that and try to, single handedly, do it. It is a shame that so many people do not see that. But I see it, and many, many, many of his fans saw it too. I feel for the children too because and in his afterlife I feel for Michael because he loved his kids and I know he wanted some kids and here he has some and loved to play with them and now he's gone and they are left behind and it is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still very emotional over this and I feel like fighting the naysayers. But I must remember they are just assholes and assholes don't know any better. I will give people their opinions, and I respect that--I have my opinion too, but at least BASE it on something! And don't just pull up some random strange thing he did and use that to put together the anthem to his life. He is more than just whatever strange thing he might have done or how he looked in certain points in his life. He had white skin, okay, so does that make up who he was as a man, as an entertainer? NO!  And none of these fuckers take into account his childhood, his life. That same fucker that writes for the redeye I mentioned said that he doesn't know if his childhood or his father had anything to do with his life, and he doesn't care---that is stupid to say there. You have variables that contribute to how he acted as an adult that will give you a reason to why he was an even shyer adult, why he wrote the songs he did, why he did some of the things he did and you don't care? You want to try and justify your idiot statements by just with a whole lot of nothing. On the media and gossip and that's all you need to know. Dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQrmJVeWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/sKXyk-GTiGw/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQrmJVeWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/sKXyk-GTiGw/s320/mj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355924198010485090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, prepare to have me mention Michael Jackson peppered throughout my posts. I loved him, I truly did. I was such a huge fan. I still listened to his music. He wasn't out in the press as much in the last couple of years, but I wanted him to be okay, and I hated the press and the tabloids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bitch at work said she cared for the kids but said he shouldn't be honored like this. See, I wanna fight her. I want these people to show me who SHOULD be honored like this? Someone who did as much for the world as he did?  I can hardly look at footage of him without crying. Man, he was great. Why can't he just be in the hospital?  I hate it. He was truly someone who will never be duplicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you Michael&lt;/span&gt;. I will never forget you. You were something to be seen. Something to be marveled at. I can't believe you're gone, but I'm so grateful for the memories, and so thankful to have them. So, so happy that I saw him perform--it might not have been live, but I saw his concerts and saw the amazing Michael Jackson, that I was a witness to truly the Greatest Entertainer that ever lived. I truly believe he is that. I have never seen moves like that, see someone so shy get up on stage and dance like that in front of millions of people. He was truly amazing and mesmerizing to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4461448904832866355?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4461448904832866355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4461448904832866355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4461448904832866355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4461448904832866355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-michael.html' title='Goodbye, Michael'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SlQQL5pp_FI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-zvjizDhf7I/s72-c/Michael-Jackson--C10103347.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4628200708849470968</id><published>2009-06-29T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:13:00.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><title type='text'>Be cool</title><content type='html'>I finally bought an air conditioner, but now the weather has cooled down. Not to fret, I know it will soon be 90 degrees soon, but I'm enjoying the cooled down weather.  I went to  the Taste of Chicago on Friday. Of course it was crowded as all get out, but I still had fun. I even got to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKmtsN_gzMM"&gt;Cameo&lt;/a&gt;. A group  I liked in the 80's for those who don't know. Very cool!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short week this week, I don't have to work Friday. Yay! I'm trying to read some more, and don't even talk about writing. I only wish I focus and organize myself enough for that. One days soon, I'm getting on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on the Michael Jackson train. It will take me another week or so to get that a little better.  It still hurts when I think about him. Poor Michael. I watched his videos on Vh1 and MTV all day Sat. Sniff. It does feel like I lost some of my childhood, I remember gluing myself to the TV for his premier videos. They were always events, with beginning and end credits, there were never anything like that before him. That's what I will remember, how he changed videos and pop music in general, and dancing. Like Elvis, people never saw movies like Michael. We couldn't get enough.  I still can't get enough when I watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys their fourth of July. Enjoy the parades or stoking the Q's or whatever you do for the holiday. Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4628200708849470968?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4628200708849470968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4628200708849470968&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4628200708849470968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4628200708849470968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-cool.html' title='Be cool'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-605034286822421451</id><published>2009-06-25T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:54:16.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>You will be missed Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SkQgwAnC7fI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hR6TTDUTGHs/s1600-h/jackson-michael-photo-michael-jackson-6205114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SkQgwAnC7fI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hR6TTDUTGHs/s320/jackson-michael-photo-michael-jackson-6205114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351438266392571378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you the grief I'm feeling for &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_obit_michael_jackson"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;. It feels surreal, I felt like he couldn't die. hehe, because he was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON!&lt;/span&gt; You know what I mean? I first heard a work and went straight to the internet. And about an hour later I found it was official. It made my stomach hurt, I felt funny. Hearing that news fucked the rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah Fawcett, Ed McMahon and, even worse, the 2 year-old that was kidnapped here a few days ago was found dead. It is a horrible last couple of days, actually I think 24 hours in death and I can't take anymore.  I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED Michael Jackson. I regret never seeing him perform live, I think I would have fainted anyway, but at a couple of concerts I realize I don't do well in crowds of people pushing and shoving so it's just as well.  Still, I grew up with him, watching him, singing his songs, wearing his buttons, buying his merchandise. I mean he was an international icon. Kids didn't know who the president was but they knew Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What upsets me is the asshole haters online who disrespect his death and his life. I don't want to be racist or prejudiced but I have come across only white people who seem to wonder why this is even news. I'm not saying all white people, because people of many races and cultures were fans, but the shit heads I encountered were jackasses. And of course people online were still making jokes and such.  And I think when the child sex allegations came it got worse, and for those who didn't like him it gave them just cause to openly hate him. Michael Jackson is not a child molester. Okay, I believe he was in the bed with kids, playing with them, rolling around with them. But he's a kid, he never had a childhood! And I know the parents of those kids told them to a find way to put that out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad for Michael because he didn't much of a life. I cared about him, personally I cared about him because he really didn't have much in the way of support from anyone, from family, friends, lawyers, etc. Everyone just wanted money, money, money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grew up  in the spotlight, he had men, women and children fainting at one hand gesture. He just did not get a life, and he wasn't just a celebrity, he was a SUPER celebrity, and I think his childhood combined with other personal issues did not help him as an adult. And it made people believe what they wanted to believe but I think if you looked at the obvious you would know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to have come up and been in an era that included him because I know 2 or 3 generations later there will never be another Michael Jackson, like I don't see us getting another Michael Jordon either.  But good that generations can see videos and see what was, like many people can see videos of The Beetles and Elvis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you Michael.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-605034286822421451?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/605034286822421451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=605034286822421451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/605034286822421451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/605034286822421451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-will-be-missed-michael.html' title='You will be missed Michael'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SkQgwAnC7fI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hR6TTDUTGHs/s72-c/jackson-michael-photo-michael-jackson-6205114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3200546613877785210</id><published>2009-06-18T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:41:03.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slayathon'/><title type='text'>Read On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjrPxDeTDHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_5-LbVWZGBA/s1600-h/ecplipse.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjrPxDeTDHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_5-LbVWZGBA/s320/ecplipse.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348815949108808818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading three books at once, one of them is the third Twilight book "Eclipse" and I'm really looking forward to the next movie. I don't even know why since I didn't really like that book and there was not enough Edward. But the poster has me drooling and ready and I can't wait. Tomorrow is Friday and I CAN'T WAIT! I'm planning on going back to my Buffy event on Saturday. The Slay-a-thon that I go to every year. It's the make-a-wish event. I don't have much to give this year, I'm embarrassed to say, but I will give what I can. And while I'm also embarrassed to say I'm really only there for the Buffy love, I do participate in the auctions and they get a little more money out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I'm doing okay with the digital switch. How about you guys? For a while it was really sucky and for some reason CBS just disappeared but it's back now. Whew!  Okay, well, I'm gonna go cause I'm really hot and getting hungry and I'm gonna take a shower, not that you needed to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY WEEKEND AND HAPPY FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt; see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3200546613877785210?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3200546613877785210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3200546613877785210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3200546613877785210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3200546613877785210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/06/read-on.html' title='Read On'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjrPxDeTDHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_5-LbVWZGBA/s72-c/ecplipse.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6487527313838595943</id><published>2009-06-10T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:26:00.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sytycd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Once upon a time on blogger...</title><content type='html'>I used to post regularly. I don't know what happened to me. I used post regularly, when I wasn't working, big surprise, I posted everyday. Now, I drag myself in here every 3 weeks or so. It's ain't right.  And I still love blogging! I just wish I had more interesting things to blog about instead of the same ol' shit. Speaking of the same ol' shit You all remember &lt;a href="http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-madness.html"&gt;The hell my sister put me in&lt;/a&gt;  about my debt. Welllll, she is still paying on that debt, or SUPPOSED to be paying on that debt and it just ain't happening. I had a nervous breakdown. Seriously, I had one, my mother witnessed it. She's ( and a good friend) are my Oprah link, and she tells me what happens on Oprah, and today Oprah said stop worrying about all that stuff like bills and the like and live your best life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have no choice. My credit is FUCKED THE SHIT UP thank to you know who and she ain't doing shit about it. I just hate the fact that she totally hung me out to dry and is not trying to keep up with fixing it. Credit scores are serious, and they can determine a lot of things now and later in life. She does not seem to care about that for herself at all, but I always ALWAYS had great credit, and that is over now. I.HATE.IT.SO.MUCH.  I got a bad headache thinking about it.  She gets all sad and quiet and guilty when I explode about it, but she keeps paying late on the bills!  I just decided to just stop fucking trusting her and I'm just gonna take the bills and pay them myself. I didn't want too because I have my own debt and I wanted her to pay what she was supposed to pay, but she won't do it on time, so now I'm still getting zinged with late payments against my credit. She tries to say she does care when I say she don't care. She says she just don't have the money.  Um, you got a job don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be a bitch and take her ass to court. But see, I wouldn't do that. First, it's my mistake giving her my SS#. That was wrong and that would be pointed out to me.   Now, I will say she was good to me financially many years ago, always giving me money when I was wasn't working. Yes, I remember all that. But I don't think that make up for this now. I just don't. I'm sorry if that's heartless or bitchy, but she talks about how family always screws you over and then she does it to me!  I try to think about it too hard because it makes me sick (literally) to think about. I am stuck credit report 7 year hell because she can't manage a damn minimum payment. What  makes me upset is that she didn't think about me, didn't care enough to try and keep those cards up to date because I did that for her to get her computer. I mean, it's in MY name, who does she think they're coming after? Then I'm looking stupid if they call my job or try to garnish my wages.  She claims she didn't have the money but I know she just didn't give a shit and didn't care since they were calling me and not her. Out of sight out of mind.  Hate to say it, but BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, my new summer show is back. I love me some SYTYCD. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjB4qiK1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZBOXPcJIQSs/s1600-h/image61.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjB4qiK1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZBOXPcJIQSs/s400/image61.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345905429810865698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't say I have a favorite couple yet, but I did enjoy Janine and Philip and their dance tonight and the Waltz with Janette and Brandon was very good. I enjoyed most the dances. And I voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed "Glee" and am looking forward to it's return on Fox.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjB4ZrbXckI/AAAAAAAAATw/xsuEMqSpDIs/s1600-h/glee_cast_fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjB4ZrbXckI/AAAAAAAAATw/xsuEMqSpDIs/s320/glee_cast_fox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345905140238348866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough pictures and posting today. The next time I join you this damn digital thing will be underway. State tuned to the chaos that will bring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6487527313838595943?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6487527313838595943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6487527313838595943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6487527313838595943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6487527313838595943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/06/once-upon-time-on-blogger.html' title='Once upon a time on blogger...'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SjB4qiK1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZBOXPcJIQSs/s72-c/image61.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3658431105262099739</id><published>2009-05-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:45:00.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Finally a decision</title><content type='html'>I want to thank my few blog readers who commented about my dreaded HD TV hunt. I know I don't need a new TV if I have cable, but I only have cable on 2 tv's. My precious bedroom will be sans TV and since I spend 90% of my time in my bedroom I HAVE TO HAVE A TV! Sorry, but I'm a couch potato, I love me some TV and tv shows, especially my growing collection of TV on DVD. That said, I FINALLY bought a 19" Insignia (Best buy brand) for a little over $200. Am I happy? Mey. I'm keeping my fingers crossed because I hear how these smaller tv's sorta suck and blow out fast and just plain work when and if they want too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hesitant about spending a lot of money because if it broke I'd have to get another one. I did buy the warranty but I just want the shit to work. I know if I bought a nice $500+ tv I'd probably have little problems, but since I'm planning on soon, very soon, like next month on buying a new computer I'm not really trying to toss too much money around right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Damn digital TV!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at any rate, I'm just gonna see how things go. I'm gonna try and take a pic and post it. That's another thing, I don't have a digital camera either, need one of those. Sigh, buying, it never ends. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice holiday! Mine was very nice. The weather stayed nice for all to get their Bar B Que on so that was nice. I didn't make it to the show, but plan on it next weekend.  Am looking forward to Friday very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3658431105262099739?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3658431105262099739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3658431105262099739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3658431105262099739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3658431105262099739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-decision.html' title='Finally a decision'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4882491921121036183</id><published>2009-05-19T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:56:00.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Grrr! Aaargh!</title><content type='html'>I can't tell you how sick I am of electronics. I'm having computer and tv whoas and it's driving me crazy. I'm trying to pick out an HDTV and I don't know what to pick--brand wise. I think I'm gonna go with a $250 Toshiba that I played around with in Best Buy. I also hate this DTV June 12th pressure. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been up to much. I'm pretty tired even as I sit here and type. Laaaaazy is how I feel. I'm also in the middle of buying a new computer. I'm gonna with another Apple of course and it's gonna be a 20' G5 and I'm looking forward to it. My computer right now is giving me problems, I have DSL but my internet connection keeps disconnecting. WHAT THE FRAK!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now recently my ipod is crapping out on my. One ear is only playing and now I figured out I have to replace the earjack. I found places online that does it. I could do it myself...but I don't see me being able to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is shitty situation right now. PISSED OFF! And today is only Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4882491921121036183?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4882491921121036183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4882491921121036183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4882491921121036183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4882491921121036183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/05/grrr-aaargh.html' title='Grrr! Aaargh!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6086228889269652609</id><published>2009-04-29T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:25:00.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No excuse but lazy</title><content type='html'>I kept meaning to post, and post and post and never did. Actually, I came by and I was supposed to sign in using my Google password and didn't know it and was just too lazy to try and figure it out. Loved the comments on my last post about my cat being Jennifer Lopez. LOL  Phatz and Kingcover, you made my moment with a laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too much damn rain here and I'm ready for any kind of weather beside that. Hell, I'd take snow back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been up to much, just trying to catch up on reading and getting to the movies when I can. I'm currently waiting to see: Terminator Salvation, Star Trek, Public Enemies and Wolverine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are avoiding the Swine Flu. Frankly, I'm tire of hearing about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I just wanted to stop in and post. I'm thinking about getting a Facebook page, if I do I'll let you know. Now, I'm off to stop by your blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6086228889269652609?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6086228889269652609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6086228889269652609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6086228889269652609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6086228889269652609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-excuse-but-lazy.html' title='No excuse but lazy'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-113697235627997250</id><published>2009-04-05T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:46:00.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>My cat is Jennifer Lopez? Typical</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, yes I was bored. Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/%27http://www.catster.com/quizzes/celebrity_cat_quiz/%27"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www2.blogger.com/%27http://files.dogster.com/images/quizzes/celebrity_pet_quiz/badges/cat/badge_lopez.jpg%27" alt="What celebrity would your pet be? I'm Jennifer Lopez! Find out at Catster.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.catster.com/quizzes/celebrity_cat_quiz/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://files.dogster.com/images/quizzes/celebrity_pet_quiz/badges/cat/badge_lopez.jpg' alt="What celebrity would your pet be? I'm Jennifer Lopez! Find out at Catster.com" 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/14174560-113697235627997250?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/113697235627997250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=113697235627997250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/113697235627997250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/113697235627997250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-cat-is-jennifer-lopez-typical.html' title='My cat is Jennifer Lopez? Typical'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3871125132554651506</id><published>2009-03-26T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:56:00.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/ScxAFUIvghI/AAAAAAAAATA/2yGzmAobH1g/s1600-h/25017063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/ScxAFUIvghI/AAAAAAAAATA/2yGzmAobH1g/s400/25017063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317695720066613778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; fanatic. While I'm reading the books, saw the movie and even bought the DVD (yeah, I sound like a fanatic but I'm not) I have decided this is one of this is one of those things that is so bad it's good. The books aren't that great, and I've come across some people who have read them all a dozen times. A DOZEN?!?!?  Now, come on! and this was a 44 year old woman. I digress. I like the movie for different reasons. The acting isn't the greatest, and neither is the writing, and while Rob and Kristen didn't have great chemistry at first, it built during the movie and I grew to enjoy every scene they had together, which brings me to why I like this movie. There are many scenes with them together and while Rob isn't a gorgeous guy, I did find him attractive--odd I know.  I got the DVD from Target, it was the 3 disc with plenty of extras and a digital download. Yes, it's on my ipod now, which was a two day download experience. Ugh.  I used the rest of a gift card for it so instead of paying $17.99 I paid $11 and change. I'm happy with my purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hold much hope for the second book and the sequel to Twilight "New Moon" because Edward isn't in over half the book. But I will enjoy Twilight. Okay, it's time for me to go to sleep now. It's almost 10 pm. I just had to jaunt over for a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3871125132554651506?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3871125132554651506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3871125132554651506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3871125132554651506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3871125132554651506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/ScxAFUIvghI/AAAAAAAAATA/2yGzmAobH1g/s72-c/25017063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2683561692427615092</id><published>2009-03-15T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:33:00.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Sb0uZqwgAzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/F_gib7urcb0/s1600-h/rorschach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Sb0uZqwgAzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/F_gib7urcb0/s320/rorschach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454153876374322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing of consequence to say in this post which is why it's aptly named "blah, blah, blah"&lt;br /&gt;I went to see Watchmen a few weeks ago when it came out. I actually liked it, contrary to many peoples opinions. It was long, and violent, and a bit confusing and mostly violent...and long, but I still liked it. My favorite character was Rorschach. (That's him in the black and white pic) He was great and the actor Jackie E. Haley (I think I have it right) was excellent. He gave a kick ass performance and overshadowed other characters a bit.  I can see it again. The trailer was also kick ass, by the way and if you haven't seen it, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been flash watching BSG in order to try and catch up the Series Finale. I didn't make it, but I'm finally on season 4.5 so I made some progress. I'm a TV hound, what can I say? I love me some TV  and movies, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did my taxes and I think I'm gonna do something fun with them. I did nothing with my Stimulus but pay bills and that was disappointing. I didn't even do anything fun and stimulate the economy like I was supposed to.  Grrrr!    Anyway, I will come back later and fill you in on the Chicken fiasco that happened at work on Friday. LOL, I don't feel like typing anymore. I need to do a load of laundry, take out my trash cans for pick up and do a little more housework. but my back is killing me so I need to stretch some too.  I think a better computer chair would also help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of your Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2683561692427615092?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2683561692427615092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2683561692427615092&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2683561692427615092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2683561692427615092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah blah blah'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Sb0uZqwgAzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/F_gib7urcb0/s72-c/rorschach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7385579250048634069</id><published>2009-03-10T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:43:01.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Time for a Vacation</title><content type='html'>I have posted many, many, MANY, MANY times on this blog about money woes and financial upheaval in my life. It continues, just to be clear. Practically three times a week I "restructure" my financial plan into getting rid of my bills. I am in my thirties and I have yet to do anything I should have done 10 years ago, that includes having a stable job, a real relationship that is going somewhere (re:marriage), and lastly taking a real vacation. I'm back at home, yet again financial issues. It is cozy and I get a little too cozy. Though my mom surely doesn't mind, there are days I think, man, you should not be living at home. But most of the time I don't even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything I have definitely learned from my credit mistake and am paying for it now, literally. But I can see the top and when I do and spill out into the wide open space that is Debt Free I am taking my first REAL vacation in YEARS. I'm not saying a place, haven't thought that out yet, but I'm going. GOING I SAY! Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my time news. This time shift into losing an hour is getting to me. It's almost 10pm and never feel like I have an evening anymore. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;In TV gossip, I have stopped watching American Idol for a while and I'm gonna try and remember to watch Dancing with the Stars. I miss that show. Reaper is back! Yea! and I'm watching Dollhouse by the genius himself, Joss Whedon.  Okay, I'm getting a computer headache right now.  Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Friday yet? Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7385579250048634069?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7385579250048634069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7385579250048634069&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7385579250048634069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7385579250048634069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-for-vacation.html' title='Time for a Vacation'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6058582941664167877</id><published>2009-03-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:58:00.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock suckers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>FUCK THE POLICE!</title><content type='html'>You know what? It actually makes me really sad to say that because my cousin was a police officer and he was killed in the line of duty. But tonight I was rousted by the police for some BULLSHIT! They said I fit the description of someone who had "caused a disturbance" at a restaurant. Now, I had just left a fast food chicken place no less than 15 minutes before, beside the fact that I KNOW it wasn't me, and besides another fact that there aren't even any restaurants in that area withing walking distance. There is nothing around there where I or this mystery person could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a white man and black (bitch cock sucking) woman who rolled up in front of me. He gets out and says to me "Leslie?" I say no because I know my name is not Leslie. My name doesn't even start with an L. So then they proceed with questions. She asked me for ID and I'm so shocked and a little nervous and FURIOUS at this moment I go "ID?" and she says with an attitude "Yeah, something with your face and name and on it?" and she does say it pretty nasty.  I take it out of my wallet and then my credit card was out so I got to put it in and she takes my wallet and starts going through my wallet and I had my hand in my pocket so she goes through my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell that fucking whore to get her fucking hands off me, but with her attitude I had a feeling they would have tried to arrest me or something. I did not want to have to deal with that and prove my innocence, and it was just too much drama. They wouldn't really answer my questions. It was all BULLSHIT. He takes my ID and writes down all my info and I'm glad I had my ID because a few times when I was out I didn't have it and I alwasy get a little nervous because I don't have any ID or anything.  But it was still Bullshit and I didn't appreciate how she was being bitchy and questioning me. I know I'm not a criminal. When you want the police they are NEVER around, but they're right there to roust someone who wouldn't look like they would raise their voice.  It was so stupid and this is why people don't trust or like the police. I can't say they are all the same because my cousin was not like them, but I hate how you get railroaded before you can say two words.  They just want to make an arrest and I say 99% of  the cops are like that and the others cramp in that 1%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could have been more polite instead of just taking my ID and writing all my info down and making like I was running down the street and looking back over my shoulder. I'm STANDING STILL at a  bus stop. Yeah, all criminals stand still at a bus stop after causing trouble, supposedly right near the place in question. BRILLIANT! I said some smart stuff like this, but now I'm thinking of other stuff I should have said, but at the time I was a little worried about them trying to actually arrest me. I didn't not want to have to go through that and have to try and prove my innocence. They don't fucking care, they just want to say they arrested someone for the crime.  I never had anything like this happen to me and since I'm not a criminal it makes me not want to trust the police at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to say 'Fuck the Police' because you're proven guilty until proven innocent. And they treat you like a criminal either way. If I were a cop and the person didnt' look like some hardened criminal, I'd explain what it was I was doing and why and just say we just wanted to clear up a misunderstanding.  They were not like that at all. It almost ruined my night, but I'm gonna try and put it behind me. I'm thinking I should have gotten their fucking badge numbers and filed a complaint. Fucking police.  See! Now that's how I feel now and I never felt like that before.  They are FUCKED UP! though to do that. All I was thinking was I just wanted to get away from them and go home before they get all antsy and wanted to take me in for "questioning" and then if I got mad and angry they'd just be waiting for that so they can arrest me for resisting arrest. I did not want to have to go through all that. On one hand I wanted to tell them to shove their accusations up their asses, but didn't want to have to deal with all that bullshit they would have brought out. Motherfucking cock suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6058582941664167877?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6058582941664167877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6058582941664167877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6058582941664167877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6058582941664167877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck-police.html' title='FUCK THE POLICE!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3166682545314980104</id><published>2009-02-23T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:18:01.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blog post about nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/Media/Games/Quizzes_Puzzles/Personality_Quizzes/Which_Lost_Character_Are_You/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/content/extras/whichlostcharacterareyou_resultcard_j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out Which Lost Character Are You at  LiquidGeneration.com!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this means I have nothing to blog about today. And I'm tired and I don't want to think. My Oscar comments when I'm awake. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3166682545314980104?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3166682545314980104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3166682545314980104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3166682545314980104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3166682545314980104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post-about-nothing.html' title='The blog post about nothing'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4255937527188559882</id><published>2009-02-14T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:39:00.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine day'/><title type='text'>Love yourself or someone else</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SZd_lQuiOVI/AAAAAAAAASo/-Lfrf1uOaHA/s1600-h/Happy-Valentine-day-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SZd_lQuiOVI/AAAAAAAAASo/-Lfrf1uOaHA/s400/Happy-Valentine-day-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302847364374083922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're with someone special or not, I want to wish my three readers (heh) a Happy Valentine Day! Enjoy your weekend and I hope  your Friday the 13th this past Friday was a frightful one! Okay, I really don't. I don't want you to be frightened, but it's always cool to have a Friday the 13th. I am currently on an electronics search for TV/VCR combos and an HDTV. Now that we have a stay of execution from DTV until June, thought I'd get my stuff slowly and when I can (sorta) afford it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4255937527188559882?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4255937527188559882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4255937527188559882&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4255937527188559882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4255937527188559882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-yourself-or-someone-else.html' title='Love yourself or someone else'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SZd_lQuiOVI/AAAAAAAAASo/-Lfrf1uOaHA/s72-c/Happy-Valentine-day-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6397958742446686521</id><published>2009-02-08T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:31:05.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>In and Out</title><content type='html'>I've been stopping by your blogs off and on, but I have been neglecting mine. Just don't have the time and nothing really to say.  Friday night me and my sister were downtown and were waiting for a bus when we saw a car accident. A taxi just SCREEECHED! down the street and couldn' t stop and hit a couple of cars in front of him who were stopped at a red light. Thank god the light wasn't green and people were crossing. Could have been a really ugly event. As it was, no one seemed injured and everyone was able to get out of their cars to investigate. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having serious chronic headaches that have also kept me from wanting to blog. I think it's a bad combination of my eyesight going bad, computer use and overuse of pain-relievers. I take asprin on a daily basis and it hasn't been helping. I looked into it and I know now that I've been having "rebound headaches" as the pain medication is keeping me on a constant loop of headaches. I have to ween myself off of it. My head is hurting right now.  Headaches everyday are NO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6397958742446686521?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6397958742446686521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6397958742446686521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6397958742446686521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6397958742446686521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-and-out.html' title='In and Out'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2552360288156861313</id><published>2009-01-24T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:00:01.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Sugary Sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SXvVzX9cQjI/AAAAAAAAASg/GkEM9GkC8mg/s1600-h/lemon-cupcakes-sl-447967-x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SXvVzX9cQjI/AAAAAAAAASg/GkEM9GkC8mg/s200/lemon-cupcakes-sl-447967-x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295060865485914674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:52 pm and I'm thinking about making cupcakes. Actually, I was going to make Chili that I was supposed to have for dinner but decided to go out and buy something instead. (If I stopped eating out I'd be as rich as Oprah. lol) I don't think I'm going to actually make the cupcakes, but for some reason I really, really want a cupcake right now. I haven't made cupcakes in at least a year or more. I have some pretty crappy cupcake pans so that is something else I need to buy.&lt;br /&gt;I also want to be a good cake/cupcake decorator. I saw pacman and lego cupcakes online and they were so cute! The best I can manage is making cupcakes and just slathering some icing on them, and that would be good enough for me. I think I'm going to get up early and start my cooking adventures. Chili and cupcakes, nice combo huh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to film a little video to show you guys the cool sound birthday cards I have, but I have not done that either. One was Buffy and the other was Star Wars. Sigh. I have to buy a digital camera. I'm so behind the times! Okay, I'm going back to  a bonus rerun of Lost on Saturday. Yea! Lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of your weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2552360288156861313?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2552360288156861313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2552360288156861313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2552360288156861313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2552360288156861313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/sugary-sweetness.html' title='Sugary Sweetness'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SXvVzX9cQjI/AAAAAAAAASg/GkEM9GkC8mg/s72-c/lemon-cupcakes-sl-447967-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2541154999142873949</id><published>2009-01-20T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:48:01.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Right this way Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SXaovHOzAiI/AAAAAAAAASY/hwz_k_GTneU/s1600-h/20swearing_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SXaovHOzAiI/AAAAAAAAASY/hwz_k_GTneU/s320/20swearing_600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293603939369026082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been overwhelmed with Inauguration footage today and I had to put up something about it. I'm a little depressed hearing people say they had to be there, that they had to witness history because I couldn't just up and go to Washington like I would have if I could have. Even though I watched everything I could, I'm a little bummed I couldn't actually be part of that history. This IS history and people who walked with Dr. King could say I was there. There I am, right there behind him! Not watching it on TV.  But I guess I'm not the only one, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I don't think we'll see again for maybe another 300 years so it is something to be celebrated. This guy said on TV where were YOU when he was sworn in. I rolled my eyes and said to myself "at work" which SUCKED even though we all gathered in the conference room and watched together, it was with people I dont' even really like or talk too, so it didn't mean much. It sucked that I kept thinking 'well, I'd go party somewhere but I have to be at work tommorow"  I feel like this is more important than "work tommorow" to be able to look back and say you were partying or in Washington or with people important to you when this happened is what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall I am elated. I am overjoyed that I feel hope for our country. It gives me hope for myself personally. I don't want to say all that "Anything is possible" bullshit. Okay, it's not TOTALLY bullshit, because (eventually) anything is possible. It wasn't but a little over 50 years ago we got an inauguration from George Wallace (not President, but still) saying "Segregation today...segregation tomorrow...segregation forever." Now, with something like that to something like this? Makes me shed a tear. From telling the black man to sit in the back of the bus, to telling him.. "Yes Mr. President. Right away Mr. President." is amazing.  I believe if you have enough passion you can do anything.  I have not let my passion for writing make me sit down and write in a long time. Other than helping animals that is my only passion in life. That is it. I think with some fortitude it is doable. When we were picking cotton no one thought THIS was doable. 20 years ago this wasn't doable. It is doable now. The door is open and should stay open for a black woman, a white woman and anyone else that wants to become President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that for so many years there was a mentality that old white men were the only ones who could run the country. There was no looking left or right for anyone or anything different. Thank God that time is over.  There was talk about the speech and that we didn't get any good quotes like JFK's "Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what can you do for your country." But you'd be hard pressed to top that. lol. At any rate, he did a fine job.  Well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it. And I'm still happy to be alive during this time to witness it, even remotely. Wow. Just, wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2541154999142873949?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2541154999142873949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2541154999142873949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2541154999142873949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2541154999142873949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/right-this-way-mr-president.html' title='Right this way Mr. President'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SXaovHOzAiI/AAAAAAAAASY/hwz_k_GTneU/s72-c/20swearing_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-906507476502538089</id><published>2009-01-19T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:01:01.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'>Get your Obama on!</title><content type='html'>Barack Obama will be sworn in as our 44th president, and to many he won't just  be a President but a savior, a God of sorts. This is a little scary--and just a tad funny. I'm sure Barack is like 'Hey, I'm gonna do the best I can, but I can't save the world.' Most of us love us some Obama, and I'm included. I'm proud as a black person and as an American and as a Chicagoan. My job is gonna let us watch the inauguration in our conference room in between work. Should be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a nice weekend. Mine was very nice. I bought season 7 of Smallville and then watched a bunch of my netflix movies. I enjoyed myself. I don't know why, but I am sooooo tired right now. I can go to be right now at (looks at current time) 6:58 p.m. and curl up under the covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I wouldn't blog about work anymore, but a quick sidebar. We have a theft Friday. A girls iPod Touch was stolen and I think it was someone in the office. Nothing  has turned up and it was at my desk plugged into my charger so I'm wrapped up in it too. I wish I had given her the charger instead of plugging it in at my area. We'll see how this turns out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Tuesday (and the rest of your Monday)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-906507476502538089?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/906507476502538089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=906507476502538089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/906507476502538089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/906507476502538089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/get-your-obama-on.html' title='Get your Obama on!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-5728779251775319679</id><published>2009-01-14T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:42:27.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Digital Schmidal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SW603bwPK6I/AAAAAAAAASI/RnoiJcuIDMg/s1600-h/OldTV_Static_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SW603bwPK6I/AAAAAAAAASI/RnoiJcuIDMg/s320/OldTV_Static_medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291365476642794402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a self proclaimed TV obsessed person ( I am currently DROOLING in wait for Lost, Supernatural and Smallville to name a few) I am not feeling this new movie to Digital. First, I have two fairly new TV's, one a 32" that is only about 3 years old. As has been tested more than once, it is NOT ready for digital. Now, I have cable on these two tv's, but if I didn't I have cable I sure as hell wouldn't get it for this.  I saw a Comcast commercial talking about getting Comcast so "you'll be ready" FUCK THAT! Why should you pay just to get your local channels?! BullSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my TV in my bedroom is very old and on it's way out. Channel 5 won't show unless I turn to it with my VCR on, so it is time to replace that one. But it's only a little 13" and shouldn't cost more than $100. What about people who paid $300 and up for TV's that will now be useless? If you buy a digital TV what about the pile of TV's that you had to replace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is taking a stand and says she will just watch everything online. I'll see how long she holds out. Anyway, I'm tired of these commercials because it's not fair for older people and people who live in rural areas. I don't know if they will know what is up. And those converter boxes hasn't been the greatest. Besides, me and my sister live in the same building and we have the same last name so when I tried to get one after her they said I'd already ordered one  and couldn't get one! ARG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also FREEZING cold here. It's severe you-can-die temps. We need a snow day for work. I can't wait until the weekend. Need to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kingcover&lt;/span&gt;: Nope, I didn't hurt my leg. I saw this avatar background and felt that if I went skiing that was an appropriate pic for me. One with a broken foot. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-5728779251775319679?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/5728779251775319679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=5728779251775319679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5728779251775319679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5728779251775319679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/digital-schmidal.html' title='Digital Schmidal'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SW603bwPK6I/AAAAAAAAASI/RnoiJcuIDMg/s72-c/OldTV_Static_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-146374850615475417</id><published>2009-01-06T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:45:00.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>YouTube=YouFools</title><content type='html'>I really like YouTube. Yes, I'm one of those. I use YouTube to look up everything from videogame walkthroughs, music videos, random Sesame Street clips that take me back to my childhood, Buffy/Angel/Smallville/Supernatural videos, and American Idol auditions to name a small few. I think it is one of our greatest online/technical inventions. It can be very useful and yet...the people that frequent this site are either illiterate, dumb, retarded, 4-years-old or all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had several "YouTube fights" with people where I've gone back and forth with them and several seconds after I always feel a bit dumb for letting myself get pulled in. I'm pretty sure I talked about youtube before, but  was there recently and it all came rushing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know I'm a old videogame player, but I shudder to think I sounded and talked like these idiots when I was playing in my heyday. I mean, C'MON!  They can't spell, and that's the least of their problems. They're rude, insensitive, stupid, bullies,  and narcissistic. I can't stand them! They all think that they know everything, and that everyone else are idiots. They are all quick to be bitchy and just be plain rude to every post or question. They have no respect for anyone. 90% of the the comments I've read are just unnecessarily rude. The worse are the ones for videogames because those are all 13-16 year-old boys who think they are the shit and know EVERYTHING because they have both an X-Box 360 and  PS3 AND they beat Metal Gear Solid in 40 minutes. They talk down to you in a minute.  They're always "This game isn't scary, I beat it in 4 minutes with my hands tied behind my head."  WHO CARES?!??!?  I then realize I'm too, much too old for the conversation and I see myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I'm glad I'm an adult sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New News--My new TV obsession is "The Real Housewives of Orange County"  on Bravo. Yeah, I know, but it's my new reality. Sue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-146374850615475417?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/146374850615475417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=146374850615475417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/146374850615475417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/146374850615475417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/youtubeyoufools.html' title='YouTube=YouFools'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2389079346565174426</id><published>2009-01-05T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:15:00.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>It has begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SWLNg0bulcI/AAAAAAAAARc/3GQPcB_FPo0/s1600-h/jason2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SWLNg0bulcI/AAAAAAAAARc/3GQPcB_FPo0/s320/jason2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288014876200834498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has begun? The terrible months ahead of no more nice, long vacations. LOL. I'm going into Holiday Vacation Withdrawal. I need to detox.  Today wasn't so bad. I had a  bit of work but my boss wasn't there. Whoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching The Bachelor. I haven't watched a full season in about six season, and I don't intend to start with this one but I just had it on while I was on the internet and I was just shaking my head at some of the women because every season they all say the same thing. "He's so cute"  "I'm in love with him already"  "I love him"  "I'm falling in love with him"  "I want to be with him all the time" and other variations of that.  and I always say the same thing. You can not fall in love with someone over the course of a TV dating show. Now, if you were on a TV series, sure, but this is not an everyday thing.  I sometimes feel that the Trista and Ryan relationship isn't as loving as it appears to be. I'm just cynical, but I want to say that over time things strengthened, but certainly not before their actually Wedding I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think on this show you do like the person, but these women get so caught up. They fight and bicker and treat him like a God. What do you know about him other than what's on his MySpace page. He has a son. Maybe you won't like him, maybe he won't like you. Just saying. I think their heads get so messed up and they force themselves (and for the cameras) to want him so badly, to be so devoted, so quickly in love, so "He's everything I ever wanted" that when things die down they realize something isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  I will say that I think you can rather quickly like someone when you have something in common. If you're alike in some way and have a few moments in a non-pressure situation. Sad thing is when do we do that? This is why I like hanging out instead of actual dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dates, don't get me wrong. I like going out to a nice dinner, but I would rather dress casual and go to a park, or museum and talk rather than stare across the table at one another and shout out interview questions. It makes me uncomfortable. I don't know the person, and if it's one sided, which is has been before, I'm extra uncomfortable. I remember a guy was way into me and he just smiling and gazing and I didn't really like him that hard yet and I did not feel comfortable smiling and gazing  back because I didn't feel that yet. I was actually getting annoyed with him wanting to hold my hand and be all bedroom eyes.  Sorry, but I'm funny that way. Guess that's why I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got $65 worth of itunes gift cards for Christmas/birthday. YES! I'm gonna download like a MOTHER! haha, kidding, I actually spent $7 so far. I'm cheap and selective. And since I don't listen to the radio  anymore I don't even know what any new music sounds like.  I bought some Beyonce, Elton John, Rhianna, and Brittney Spears. I also bought a Justin Timberlake Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's after 9pm so it's getting past my bedtime. I usually tuck in bed and read. Hope everyone had a nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2389079346565174426?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2389079346565174426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2389079346565174426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2389079346565174426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2389079346565174426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-has-begun.html' title='It has begun'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SWLNg0bulcI/AAAAAAAAARc/3GQPcB_FPo0/s72-c/jason2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6116344955429397989</id><published>2009-01-01T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:47:00.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SV1InoC1gOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/lNhD_NJunJI/s1600-h/HappyNewYear-2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SV1InoC1gOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/lNhD_NJunJI/s320/HappyNewYear-2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286461383204241634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! Did anyone party the night away? I didn't, but that's not unusual. I went to bed a little after 1:30 a.m. and I didn't watch any of the New Years shows on TV, I didn't even watch the ball drop---in Times Square that is. I watched my Twilight Zone Marathon as usual and there was even a True Blood (Yea!)  and Bones marathon that I also watched. Needless to say, Jan. 1 consisted of me doing nothing but eating and watching TV. So, nothing really changed for me in the New Year. LOL. I enjoyed myself and I can't wait for Friday to get done so I'm back to the weekend. Whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a safe, and fun New Year. Welcome to 2009. I hope it's good to all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6116344955429397989?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6116344955429397989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6116344955429397989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6116344955429397989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6116344955429397989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SV1InoC1gOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/lNhD_NJunJI/s72-c/HappyNewYear-2000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1327238489269087947</id><published>2008-12-28T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:26:02.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas? Over already?</title><content type='html'>Every year I say the same thing. All that shopping and worrying about gifts, and prices, and bills, and time, and the Who's down in Whoville with all the noise, noise, noise, that after the holidays are over I always go--well, damn, all that for one day. It just seems like so much crazy and it's all over so fast. I love Christmas though, and I love it even more when I can spend a lot of money. heh, heh. Yes, I can be materialistic. I shouldn't be, it should be about being with loved ones and loving that I have decent health (notice I didn't say good. I love my chips!) but anyway, I did enjoy my holiday. Even though a dark cloud was cast with my grandma passing, it was still good. It was okay with her death because she had a long, good life. She saw her kids everyday, was taken care of, always had company, laughed a lot and enjoyed herself for a long time. I also think it's a bit of a relief for my mom and aunts to get a break from helping her. She was a lot of work.  Rest in Peace Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope everyone got what they wanted for Christmas. I did have fun just hanging out and doing nothing. I went out to eat a few times and enjoyed sleeping in. If it hadn't been for my damn boot search things would have been better. You don't want to know how hard it's been searching for boots, both on foot and online. I feel like I've been searching for the Arc of the Covenant! for God's sake! Sheesh!  I did finally find some--Columbia boots from Amazon.com. I hope to God they fit. The other ones I had were too small and I had to send them back, it sucked because I loved them. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm cooking dinner and watching La Femme Nikita. I have decided to go on a TV on DVD surge and I'm re-watching a lot of my favs from the beginning and also putting a lot of TV show's that I haven't seen but would like to see in my Netflix Queue such as: Mad Men, How I Met Your Mother, The Wire, and Dexter to name a few.  Thank God for time off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1327238489269087947?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1327238489269087947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1327238489269087947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1327238489269087947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1327238489269087947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-over-already.html' title='Christmas? Over already?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8158113658912664630</id><published>2008-12-25T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:46:04.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas came, it came just the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SVNTtvzEmsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rj4t5n_mHcw/s1600-h/pengins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 61px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SVNTtvzEmsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rj4t5n_mHcw/s320/pengins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283658833225620162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am sure that kids everywhere were up an hour ago (I'm up typing this at 3:27 am) freaking out over their Wii's and High School Musical Tour buses, and Xbox 360's and Barbies and remote control cars. I remember toys on Christmas. I cetainly remember Christmas day. I COULD NOT WAIT to open gifts, and I remember unwrapping and seeing all the stuff and just toys, toys, toys! I remember wanting to believe in Santa, and for a short while ACTUALLY literally believing that he existed and wanting to keep that alive (for some reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had kids now just for that reason. But as I got older I enjoyed more giving than receiving (though receiving is still very, very good) but I came to realize that to really enjoy what I receive I have to buy it myself. Not to say that I don't get some decent gifts, but sometimes I have to draw blueprints and get all Splinter cell with tracking chips for the person to actually get the gift right. Sometimes not even worth it, I'll just buy it myself. Still, I do like giving and seeing the persons face light up when they open it and I REALLY know they wanted it. It's just great to see them unwrapping and not being able to tell what the package is and then, WOW! They can't believe it. I like them having no idea what it could be. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my favorite Christmas cartoon "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" I love it, so I'm happy about that too. See, it doesn't take much to make me happy.  I keep telling people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SVNV8rIdBSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_NNhDo_ENaQ/s1600-h/letitsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 70px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SVNV8rIdBSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_NNhDo_ENaQ/s320/letitsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283661288694416674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is the joys (and miseries) of getting older. I still get a bit giddy, but just a tad. I still love Christmas but it's a little sad that I can't get that childish glee like I used too. Oh well. I DO get it when I buy for myself so I believe that counts. At any rate, I just wanted to pop on to tell you guys Merry Christmas. I'm gonna make my rounds to you guys tomorrow, so clean up, put out the good linen and  some snacks--I'm be hungry. But we can sit and have a nice chat, it's Christmas after all. I do not have my Christmas Poem like I had before, but I still plan on (for real this time) doing something different with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I miss having my good handful of usual readers. I miss that very much, but I still think I want to change my blog, if not for anyone but myself. Tidy it and dare I say, change it from Buffy. (!) Could be, could be. Well, I hope you all enjoy your day, however you spend it. That is what counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wondercliparts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wondercliparts.com/holidays/christmas/graphics/christmas_graphics_17.gif" alt="Christmas Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8158113658912664630?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8158113658912664630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8158113658912664630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8158113658912664630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8158113658912664630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-came-it-came-just-same.html' title='Christmas came, it came just the same'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SVNTtvzEmsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rj4t5n_mHcw/s72-c/pengins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-455304140376389266</id><published>2008-12-20T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:34:00.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><title type='text'>Christmas Interrupted</title><content type='html'>My Grandma died on Friday--on my birthday. Sad, and I actually feel funny saying that, or typing that outloud. she was 103 and she had been around so long I never thought I'd be without her. It was a little easy to take because she was, well, 103 and she had a long life and the last several months were spent not so great, bed ridden and not really knowing who we were, at least I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in a Hospice, I think I told you guys all ready. Last night I was thinking about what she used to do and what we used to do with her and it was sad, thinking about her being spry in her earlier days and how she loved to go outside and garden and just go outside period.  I will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in Heaven Grandma. Love you! Hope you can cross over to Rainbow Bridge and play with Scarlett and Tracy a little while.  (((hugs)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-455304140376389266?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/455304140376389266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=455304140376389266&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/455304140376389266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/455304140376389266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-interrupted.html' title='Christmas Interrupted'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7453397673686491557</id><published>2008-12-18T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:23:01.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA</title><content type='html'>Can you  tell I had no imagination for my blog title? Anyway, I can't believe this week is coming to a close. I fought long and hard to get to Friday. Damn! It was a hard fight, D-Day hard.  I plan on enjoying the weekend. My birthday is Friday. I'm posting this on Thursday, that's because I probably will forget to post this on Friday. So...I'm gonna say Happy Birthday to me--TODAY!  hehehe.  I'm pretty much done Christmas shopping. I did the bulk online as usual. The best way to go. I'm just gonna chill this weekend. I can't wait to sleep in. Yea! The best part of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have some time off next week. Not a lot, but a little and I'm gonna enjoy it. I don't have much to say today, but I hope everyone is enjoying the pre-holidays. Christmas is my favorite Holiday, but I'd like it more if I had kids. I like toys and buying toys. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Happy Friday to everyone and Happy Holidays. I plan on being back before Christmas, but have a good weekend everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7453397673686491557?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7453397673686491557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7453397673686491557&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7453397673686491557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7453397673686491557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/12/fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7987373691761255290</id><published>2008-12-02T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:36:01.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's December Ya'll!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's the end of  the year--AGAIN!  We have snow and ice and it's cool and all, but it's slippery and I'm trying hard not to fall. Ugh!  The week is going by fast, and I'm happy. I'm taking Monday off,  and I can't wait for our Christmas break. Some more time off to look forward too. Whoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna go back and watch Fringe. Just thought I'd pop in. I need to clean up my blog, and I think I want the look. I hate that a lot of my blog buddies don't blog anymore.  :( I spent a lot of time establishing relationship and friendships with those people. Sad.  Oh well, those two who still read, love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7987373691761255290?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7987373691761255290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7987373691761255290&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7987373691761255290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7987373691761255290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-december-yall.html' title='It&apos;s December Ya&apos;ll!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4131598085486987294</id><published>2008-11-26T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:21:00.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>I love the smell of Turkey in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SS3aWMdvfsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WlvfVO9PLFo/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SS3aWMdvfsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WlvfVO9PLFo/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273110813558668994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should be all Lisa Simpson and forgo Turkey for Tofu or some vegetables, but I just can't! I'm a meat eater! And while I love animals, and could never become a vegan, I still think it's more about how the animals are slaughtered than anything else. I KNOW there's a better way. People just don't want to spend the time and money to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On  a lighter note, we got out early today, at 3pm from work and I ran like a bat outta hell. I am so happy to be free!  Is anyone going shopping on Friday? I haven't seen that many good deals. I'm gonna go out but I am not going to hunt for gifts, I'm just gonna buy something if I see it. No great TV on DVD out on sale.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache right now and am just going to chill and take it easy. I don't feel like staring at the computer right now but wanted to pop on to wish everyone a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will go to the movies tommorow to see Twilight. I will see how things go. I'll see if I want to go out of the house and how I'm feeling. Man, the holidays are officially here. Once again. Whew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4131598085486987294?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4131598085486987294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4131598085486987294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4131598085486987294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4131598085486987294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-smell-of-turkey-in-morning.html' title='I love the smell of Turkey in the morning'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SS3aWMdvfsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WlvfVO9PLFo/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-797518484444088802</id><published>2008-11-09T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:31:01.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Rolling Along At Best</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that November is just rolling along and that Thanksgiving is only in a couple of weeks, then December, my birthday, Christmas, New Years and then we start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things I plan for the new year, not resolutions so much, but they are things I want to accomplish. Loosing some weight, paying off MANY more bills, getting a better job, not fretting about my age and that I have yet to get married and have my first child. I wonder if these things will happen and during the year I just go with the motions and before I know it the year is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people say that youth is wasted on the young, they are kidding. LOL. I think about when I was in H.S. and in my early 20's and I just had no clue. I knew what I wanted to do, but I really didn't work at doing it like I should have. I should have went ahead and stayed in Pre-Vet/Pre-med, but no, I went into English/Writing and that didn't work out either.  I just wish I didn't have so much debt because I think I'd be alright. That is my biggest problem becasue I just don't have the money for so many bills (like so many of us) and while some bills are getting paid down (DISCOVER IS PAID OFF!!!!) It is still going to slow for me.  Oh Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In concerned news...My 103 y/o grandma had to be put in the hospital today. A few weeks ago she became bed ridden and now she developed bed sores and they got worse. I don't know what will happen there and it's a bit scary, but I am happy she is in the hospital to get the proper care she needed because her kids were doing the best they could but she needed professional care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  I will probably blog more next weekend. Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-797518484444088802?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/797518484444088802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=797518484444088802&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/797518484444088802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/797518484444088802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/11/rolling-along-at-best.html' title='Rolling Along At Best'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4439137191858318387</id><published>2008-11-03T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:36:00.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>VOTE FOR CHANGE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.barackobama.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SQ-z0W0WVmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/a2MwI-hksoI/s320/Obama-Button-Panel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264624201479116386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you can probably see where my vote lies, but for the most part I just want everyone to get out and vote, for whoever you vote for. The rally here in Chicago is going to be crazy, I'm not going though, I can only imagine security. The thought of being caught in in all those people...on the one hand I wanted to be part of history. To say one day, 'man, I was at the Rally of the first black President (if that happens) and it was good'  but I have no one to go with and I don't want to go by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I hope everyone had a SPOOOOOKY Halloween and enjoyed themselves. I'm looking for Friday already. LOL, okay, I don't have much to say. Nothing much new going on. So, see you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to Prison Break...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4439137191858318387?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4439137191858318387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4439137191858318387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4439137191858318387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4439137191858318387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote-for-change.html' title='VOTE FOR CHANGE!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SQ-z0W0WVmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/a2MwI-hksoI/s72-c/Obama-Button-Panel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4335922175925033503</id><published>2008-10-27T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:47:00.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'>Spoooooooky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergeek.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u212/theglittergeek/comments/holidays/halloween-animated/halloween-blood-fountain.gif" alt="Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergeek.com/"&gt;Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt; at GlitterGeek.com&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just thought I'd pop in to wish you all a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN WITH FRIGHTFUL GOOD FUN! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been so lazy the past couple of weeks, but I did manage to clean up my room, sort of. My bedroom is always the messiest place ever, I didn't care for a few days, if things hit the trash, so be it. If not, they stayed on the floor. I know, I know, but I just didn't care. Hmph!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news has been too depressing with what has happened with Jennifer Hudson and her family. So many family dead at one time, it is heartbreaking and I can't imagine dealing with that. It is just horrible. Her house is not too far from where my friend lives. Right here in Chicago, in Englewood, I know that area. I was speechless when I found out about her nephew. I want the asshole who did and it and I wanna his lame ass, stupid excuse why. (*cough* money *cough*)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also reeling over the nazis and the Obama assassination attempt. I fear that the worst. I fear it's only the beginning of this shit, of this fucking white nazi punk as bitches doing something stupid. That plan that I read about is really scary to hear. I feel like it's 1925 again. It makes me feel like we have come a long way only to know have gone anywhere at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God help me because Blogger is acting crazy. I know what' what's going on with my paragraphs. It keeps jumping two and three lines. Sigh.  At any rate, see you guys this weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/14174560-4335922175925033503?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4335922175925033503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4335922175925033503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4335922175925033503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4335922175925033503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/10/spoooooooky.html' title='Spoooooooky!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2551030497140669749</id><published>2008-10-13T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:57:01.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Flush This!</title><content type='html'>I'm all pissy because I spent pretty much my entire day off fooling with my toilet,, which has now cost me $380 to fucking fix. It wouldn't flush, the water kept swirling around and the plumber told me it's the water pressure, and they have to remove the toilet and fix replace the pipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel I was ripped off but I was in dire need, and I would have been out of money either way with their fucking retarded $80 service fee if I decided to change my mind and go with someone else.  BULLSHIT! Partly my fault for not asking more questions over the phone. I hate having to get repairs done, I  never use the tips that I hear about, things  you're supposed to do BEFORE getting ripped off.  I just hope to God they don't find any other problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2551030497140669749?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2551030497140669749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2551030497140669749&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2551030497140669749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2551030497140669749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/10/flush-this.html' title='Flush This!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3000287014356102684</id><published>2008-10-03T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:52:46.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new kids on the block'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sick and Lazy</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been so long since I posted. It's freakin' October. What happened to September!? I've been sick the past week. I think we're all making each other sick at work. It's at least 6 people that are really sick. I left work early yesterday, but I stayed at work all day today. I felt much better. Though right now I'm going downhill again.  I plan on holing up all weekend and hope I get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone watch the Debates? I'm still not sold on Palin but she didn't do too bad, I think there were at least two times I felt she noticeably fumbled, but other than that she was okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also must admit I've been lazy and just didn't want to post. Probably because I had nothing really to post anyway.  I was looking at an Entertainment show today and they talked about New Kids on the Block and how they are back and in concert. My youth came back to hit me in the face. Want to meet a fan? IT'S ME! I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED, LOVED them. I still do, but man, was I a fan. I still have all my stuff: sheets, buttons, folders, tapes, video tapes. Sigh. No I want to go to a concert. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Just for fun, if you wanna come to a virtual House Party, my sister is throwing one. Stop by to say you'll be there, should take 5 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://houseparty.com/party/82791"&gt;Join the House Party!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a great weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3000287014356102684?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3000287014356102684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3000287014356102684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3000287014356102684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3000287014356102684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-and-lazy.html' title='Sick and Lazy'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1009853468962699394</id><published>2008-09-10T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:57:00.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Is it Friday yet?</title><content type='html'>I am so tired I can't see straight. I don't think I know which ways is up. I meant to clean up my blog, get rid of old links, etc.  In a way I get sad because there are so many of my blogger buds that don't blog anymore. Almost half. I don't have the time and energy to invest in meeting any new people. LOL. I know that sounds terrible, but it's like building a fan base. You have to find a blog you really like, visit often, and develop a 'relationship' with that blogger on a somewhat regular basis, at least enough that you  visit each other.  I just don't have the commitment to do that.  Sigh.  Work has been HELLISH! SO MUCH WORK! Argh! I know I vowed to talk about the dreaded W word, but I have promised  myself to job search every night. I was supposed to be somewhere else this time, but here is going to be a another year over. I can't believe I stayed ANOTHER year.  I damn sure hope not to be there for another. So long and arduous a task is job searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SMh49xWsAyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZXe03NoTUk0/s1600-h/fringe.span.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SMh49xWsAyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZXe03NoTUk0/s320/fringe.span.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244574768688792354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my TV news (everyone knows I'm a TV hound. I can't live without TV)   I watched "Fringe" it was good, trippy, interesting and gory. I will be back for more. May get complicated if you don't keep your ears open and keep up with it, but I liked it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched "True Blood" it is a show based on my Southern Vampire novels by Charlain Harris.  The "Dead" books have been a favorite of mine for years. Very surprised to find them made into an HBO series. The first episode "Strange Love" was....well, it was different. There's a website called &lt;a href="http://americanvampireleague.com/"&gt;American Vampire League.&lt;/a&gt; Pleae check that out, it is so crazy. I liked it, a lot of sex and violence (it is HBO) and while most of the main characters are spot on, they also seem a bit off at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SMh6Vk9hE4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/FYo2RiVlNbo/s1600-h/medium_trueblood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SMh6Vk9hE4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/FYo2RiVlNbo/s320/medium_trueblood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244576277190480770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I dont' care AT ALL for the way the fangs come out on the vamps. Very hokey and phony and after watching years of Buffy and Angel and seeing it done better, this just sucks. Overall, I will be back for more, but I hope I enjoy it as much as Buffy and Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that's not possible. I'll settle for it liking it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1009853468962699394?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1009853468962699394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1009853468962699394&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1009853468962699394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1009853468962699394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-friday-yet.html' title='Is it Friday yet?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SMh49xWsAyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZXe03NoTUk0/s72-c/fringe.span.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1066274310045748898</id><published>2008-08-25T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:37:37.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>On to London</title><content type='html'>Well, it's all over now. Those 14 days just seemed to fly by. I for one am always excited by the Olympics even if I'm never fully prepared for them when they get here. I stare at the TV and watch as much Olympic coverage as I can and love all the Olympic Zone moments and all the interviews with Bob Costas.  I think Womens Gymnastics had the best commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my damnest to make it to the Winter Olympics in 2010. I hope I get there. *fingers crossed* I also want to go to the 2012 Olympics in London and if we get the Olympics her in Chicago, I'm going too. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In weekend news, I went back to my Slay-a-ton Make-a-Wish charity event on Saturday. Because of legal issues they couldn't show Buffy, so we watched Angel episodes instead and it was all good. I had a lot of fun, as always. I bid a Faith doll that the actor autographed and won it for $35. They were trying to start it at $50 but no one was bidding.  Sorry guys, but it's poor folks at this event. Okay, 2 or 3 people will spend big bucks, but mostly it's average Joe's who come for the love of Buffy/Angel/Joss and aren't into spending hundreds of dollars, even for charity. We just don't have the money. But I'm happy with what I got. I dont' have a digital camera now or I'd take a picture. But I like it. I love Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm madly into right now is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long- blog.&lt;/span&gt; Okay, I know none of you are Buffy fans, but my sister, who is a casual viewer, loved it and wanted to see it again. If you get a chance check it out. It's so funny and well done. Joss is a GENIUS! You will then understand why I worship firmly at the alter of Joss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drhorrible.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.drhorrible.com/images/banners/banner.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the final medal count for Beijing. We got the most medal, not the most gold. Oh well, we still beat out China in something. *snicker*  I'm proud of all the USA athletes, so great and they should be proud of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we can finally but Usain Bolt away. Thank GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://wgtclsp.nbcolympics.com/o/4815fb5c4809f394/48b367bb175e7a74/4815fb5c47150215/6f5f2698/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbcolympics.com/medals/index.html"&gt;Olympic Medal&lt;/a&gt; winners at NBC Olympics.com!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1066274310045748898?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1066274310045748898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1066274310045748898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1066274310045748898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1066274310045748898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-to-london.html' title='On to London'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-390580151816005496</id><published>2008-08-18T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:59:00.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Is this how they roll (cheat) at the Olympics?</title><content type='html'>I watch the Olympics EVERY NIGHT and I have been glued for womens gymnastics. It has always been my favorite in the summer Olympics and will continue to be so. I'm *cough* old enough that I can say that I remember when..like when they scored differently and seemed to actully be fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the talks between Bob Costas and Béla Karolyi (Rromania womens gymnast coach who coached U.S. team) because they're honest and funny. I have been trying and TRYING to get Nastia Liukin a gold medal, or at least another gold medal that she deserves. Now, I know the Chinese gymnast are great, yes, they are exceptional, but I do not and have not agreed with the scoring. Nastia has been doing such a great job, and then there are visible mistakes by the Chinese and SHE gets the Gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days of a perfect 10 are gone, and the problems is this scoring system can help you or hinder you at certain times. It seems to me that if you have a high degree of difficulty and mess up a couple of times you can get a higher score simply because you have a high degree of difficulty. So, if you have a perfect routine with say one difficult combination you won't win. Now, there is something there I agree with, but what we've had is the scoring has been off. I do agree that some of judges don't know what they're doing and in the end the gymnast suffer the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I am furious because Nastia lost AGAIN a chance for a gold medal. and I was angry becasue now she has one last chance, balance beam, at least before she had a two damn chances, now she's gonna be even more stressed and any bauble will be spotlighted.  I am just so angry about that because I don't think tonight was fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tied the Chinese and they did some insane scoring where they went down the line of scores and tossed out the hightests and lowest of both scores until they finally got a different number and ended up with a first and second place winners. Now, I really didn't think that was fair because the computer is reconizing that they were both good, that they were both Gold medal winners so now we gotta go down to some .1000  number and GAH! &lt;b&gt;I'M ANGRY AND I'M NOT IN THE OLYMPICS OR EVEN AN ATHLETE!,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she was wronged and I HATE, HATE, HATE, HATE that it all comes down to that stupid scoring system that just seems pulled out of a hat and sort of whatever'd like the isn't their whole life riding on this. You don't just wake up and be in the Olympics, and they're not every year where you can just march back and get another chance.  Nastia may not even return and my heart breaks for her because she will never forget this and it would be nice to have some damn nice memories of Beijing. For her? No. None. Zip and she sure as hell won't grant any interviews. I'm pissed. PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This making me start to have green eyes for the Chinese and it's more the damn scoring and the stupid judges than them. To be edged out for Gold when you're just as good, that is what makes me so angry. It's not like he fell, and got a medal, then you're grateful, but to be JUST AS GOOD--BETTER actually, and have the scores trinkle and bloop and find some, again, .10000 score so that there can be a first and second place would make want to hang myself. Everyone says they want to go out and do your best, and you do and then you're not rewarded for it. That is wrong and can work on you mentally and emotionally for a long time and that is the problem I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will be back to gripe later. But I seriously had to get that out of my system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nastia, I feel your pain. Second in the world is hella good, but you're a gold medalist to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-390580151816005496?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/390580151816005496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=390580151816005496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/390580151816005496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/390580151816005496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-this-how-they-roll-cheat-at-olympics.html' title='Is this how they roll (cheat) at the Olympics?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4112988573234885473</id><published>2008-08-14T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:18:00.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Team USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKUEy8hY_iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/H16cZA5FC2o/s1600-h/Sacramone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKUEy8hY_iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/H16cZA5FC2o/s320/Sacramone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234595415174217250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and lazy, but wanted to toss out a bit of Olympic coverage. The medal count is 40 for USA, with China right behind with 35, so we're leading. Yea!  I was tense and anxious watching the womens gymnastics and it didn't help them win the gold. They made it to Silver after falling and fumbling. They're such a great team, but nerves and, in my opinion, their own natural body types led to their move to second place. When the Chinese (who won the gold) tumble they have 4 or 5 feet  of cushion between them and the edge of the floor--they have shorter legs and are smaller bodies. They take smaller steps and tumble harder. The American girls are taller, take longer, harder running starts before they tumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds like I'm making excuses for them, but I think this is a problem they can't avoid. But they have to learn to not go out of bounds as they can't get shorter or smaller. We're moving into the weekend people and into Track and Field....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read &lt;a href="http://mysecretennui.blogspot.com/2008/08/excuse-me.html#links"&gt;EH's&lt;/a&gt; post about this girl being severely neglected and it is horrible, but I don't think anything tops one of the more horrible things that I learned of that I never knew about. A few months ago I somehow stumbled on the knowledge of Sylvia Likens from a book about her ordeal from Amazon.com about the &lt;a href="http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/notorious_murders/young/likens/4.html"&gt;Indiana Torture Slayings&lt;/a&gt; and it was horrific and utterly unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking into the 2010 winter olympics in Vancouver, and I still plan on going--hopefully.  FINGERS CROSSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's after 11pm and I'm still watching Olympics, but I'm too ready for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4112988573234885473?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4112988573234885473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4112988573234885473&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4112988573234885473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4112988573234885473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/08/team-usa.html' title='Team USA'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKUEy8hY_iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/H16cZA5FC2o/s72-c/Sacramone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-104068647126297591</id><published>2008-08-11T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:47:00.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bernie mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>It's time for some GOLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKD4fDwWceI/AAAAAAAAALo/M0mIsRlQkOU/s1600-h/MichaelPhelpsPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKD4fDwWceI/AAAAAAAAALo/M0mIsRlQkOU/s320/MichaelPhelpsPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233455979472253410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching as much Olympics as I can. Yes, I get hyped every four years, what's wrong with that?  I love the Olympics. For some some reason the only thing I remember dreaming about wanting to do if it was 25 years earlier and I had the money, resources and support was figure skating.  Though, I think it would have changed to Short Track Speed Skating because of you know who. I never had the body type for gymnastics so that would have been out before it got in.  But there were times I would watch and get inspired and think, wow, what it must feel like to go to the Olympics--and WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm a STRESS CAT when it comes to competition and I'm a crier as well, so it probably wouldn't work well for me. I'm a big bawl fest with rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, USA is kicking ass in swimming, with Phelps leading the way. He's got 17 swims here and just added his 9th medal tonight. Let's rock!  I think we're just holding on in gymnastics, and I think we're even doing okay with diving. Rowing? Not so much.  At any rate, I'm excited and wish I could be home to watch more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKD5HFYV7PI/AAAAAAAAALw/qKeKwbXJRYI/s1600-h/mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKD5HFYV7PI/AAAAAAAAALw/qKeKwbXJRYI/s320/mac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233456667103194354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sad, sad, depressing news, I'm missing the &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=14174560"&gt;Mac man&lt;/a&gt;  more and more. I'm still in shock. I loved him, he was my guy from Chicago and the South Side! Like me. Sniff. I watched his TV show every day and he was so funny.  He was doing and still doing so much and he will be missed. I loved him in Oceans movies too. I feel devastated, the way I felt about Heath Ledger. Too sad. Issac Hayes also died, another legend. Wow, double sadness over the weekend.  My prayers are with their families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-104068647126297591?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/104068647126297591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=104068647126297591&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/104068647126297591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/104068647126297591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-time-for-some-gold.html' title='It&apos;s time for some GOLD!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SKD4fDwWceI/AAAAAAAAALo/M0mIsRlQkOU/s72-c/MichaelPhelpsPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1961126461350119115</id><published>2008-08-08T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:41:00.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Let the games begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJz03X20O0I/AAAAAAAAALA/dULQrshGF_4/s1600-h/Beijing+Olympic_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJz03X20O0I/AAAAAAAAALA/dULQrshGF_4/s200/Beijing+Olympic_08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232326099231587138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to toss out my Olympic pride. Of course, this is the Summer Olympics, so there will be no daily tabs on my sweetheart Apolo, However, I'm all about swimming, track and field and gymnastics. So beware. I might even take in some water polo and some vollyball.  Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my reading ventures I'm currently reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Twilight"&lt;/span&gt; and for about the first 100 pages I was not impressed. A friend at work is a fiend for this series and she talked about it so, and it DOES involve Vampires so it didn't take me long to get into it. She let me borrow her copy to read and I was reading it and thought, you know what, I could have written this. Which makes me even more ashamed that I haven't sat my ass down and finished a damn novel because this chick? Yes, I said chick, became a best seller with an idea that was already out there in the name of my favorite show ever: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will give her her forbidden teen romance, I'm all about that and angst and dire love and all that, but the writing, the dialouge was hideous for a lot of it. Nothing new, nothing really that interesting either. I could have done better. Now, I don't know how &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Bella" &lt;/span&gt;the protagonist is going to be after I finish but she's not much now. I like her though, but the writer seems to have her possessed or even hypnotized by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Edward."  &lt;/span&gt;She can barely blink when she's around him and all she does is talk about his ethereal beauty. Enough! I love lovely vampires, but c'mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJz1AMwRVGI/AAAAAAAAALI/G4cm8pg42sQ/s1600-h/twilight_book_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJz1AMwRVGI/AAAAAAAAALI/G4cm8pg42sQ/s320/twilight_book_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232326250870166626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like them together and it has gotten better now that there is more of them together, but I don't know how the writer wants us to feel about them both. Can Bella think for herself? Is she under some spell? Is she seriously considering vampirism to be with this guy for eternity?  What does that teach girls about love? I want Bella to have a backbone, but I just want her to like the guy but not be bespelled by him. It takes me out of the story a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like she can't make a decision because his beauty, his otherworldliness has a hold of her. I don't like that. That means there is nothing of substance between them. She loves him, yes, he's nice to her and I like that he has this fierce, almost murderous protectiveness for her but it still says nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me Buffy and Angel is all I have to say. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will leave you all to your weekend and enjoy it. Watch a little Olympics please. Must support the team!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;USA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;USA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1961126461350119115?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1961126461350119115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1961126461350119115&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1961126461350119115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1961126461350119115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-games-begin.html' title='Let the games begin!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJz03X20O0I/AAAAAAAAALA/dULQrshGF_4/s72-c/Beijing+Olympic_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-818178380749399691</id><published>2008-08-01T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:49.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toenail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so you think you can dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>DANCE SUCKERS! (But watch the toes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJPhToc0DdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6XCJZ3FamdY/s1600-h/sytycd.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJPhToc0DdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6XCJZ3FamdY/s200/sytycd.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229771319699312082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer obsession &lt;a href="http://dancewiki.fox.com/page/Week+8%3A+Top+6"&gt;"So You Think You Can Dance"&lt;/a&gt; is coming to a close in a few short weeks. I'm a tv whore and would be nothing without it. Off topic for a moment, I see those commercials about giving up your Comcast or doing something idiotic and I think, if I had to give up TV period I'd curl up in a corner and mumble nonsense. So, speaking of TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vote every week for SYTYCD and I was pretty sure I knew who would be in the final four. I was surprised by Courtney, but I realized she had danced too well and had been praised by the judges too much to get the boot, even if they weren't picking anymore. Then again, Chelsea pulled her own and got just as many praises so I'm not sure how the voting went there. But since all I cared about was Josh, Kate and Twitch I'm a happy camper. YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;This snap shot is just so you can see my desktop pic.&lt;/span&gt; I get pulled into my obsessions quite fully and, as you may have noticed from Buffy, and with BtVS I will never let them go. I never let go of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt; either and am still proud to call myself and X-Phile. Nearly 20 years later I still feel the way I felt about the show then, so that's called impact. Thank you Chris Carter--for consuming my life for so many years!  ;)  I am still disappointed slightly in the movie, but it is growing no me and overall I did like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJPh82CRxLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/f1TgtBmgBmc/s1600-h/msrscreen_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJPh82CRxLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/f1TgtBmgBmc/s400/msrscreen_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229772027720746162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a side note, the first X-Files movie "Fight the Future" has fallen into obscurity and is now costing anywhere from $40 to $100 to buy. WHAT THE FUCK?! I love me some X-Files but I don't understand why the movie is hard to find now. Yes, if you search you can probably find it cheaper, but damn it, people are asking a lot for this movie and I don't understand that, and I don't understand why The X-Files? Did FOX/Paramount do something? Why pull the movie and make it a hard-to-find release? Strange phenomena indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaand lastly, I have a habit of toenail picking. WAIT! it's not as gross as it sounds, okay, maybe it is. I will have a long toenail and instead of using clippers, I will start to pull and tear it and usually I can cut it like that, though it's the wrong way, but I do it.  in the last couple of weeks I did that with my second to last toenail and pulled it so bad the nail bed is showing quite a bit and I think I got it infected.  I'm trying everything to keep from going to the doctor, so I hope what I'm doing (massive daily cleanings, neosporin and bandaids) help it and the nail will grow back. Right now it looks like it was bleeding and the blood clotted as there is a very dark red spot on at the tip. Sigh, the things I do to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also THIS CLOSE to just buying a damn air conditioner. I always do this. I can get through okay without one until, say, the end of August then I just buy nothing because fall/winter is right around the corner and I feel stupid buying one. BUT I don't think I can wait anymore. I want one. We'll see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-818178380749399691?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/818178380749399691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=818178380749399691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/818178380749399691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/818178380749399691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/08/dance-suckers-but-watch-toes.html' title='DANCE SUCKERS! (But watch the toes)'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SJPhToc0DdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6XCJZ3FamdY/s72-c/sytycd.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3252955851277516205</id><published>2008-07-27T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:49.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Truth is Finally Out There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIzYtrDxY9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uyCjAy0lqEY/s1600-h/x_files_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIzYtrDxY9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uyCjAy0lqEY/s320/x_files_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227791546634560466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY "The X-Files: I Want to Believe" has come to theaters. After over two months of me spoiling myself, discussing, debating, and re-watching countless hours of episodes and re-obsessing with fanfiction my favorite investigative paranormal duo is back on the big screen, but more importantly just back together period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say the movie is rooted firmly in 'just okay' but it was a little better than 'just okay' It slipped and sloshed through a plot that should have been better developed and way more creepy. I love Mulder and Scully and love David and Gillian for being on board for another movie 10 years later. I think they really knew this was for the fans and I thank them for it. Despite reviews, I am really thankful to have the reunion and the update on my favorite FBI agents. I give them each a kiss for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a plot about illicit organ harvesting and creating a "Frankenstein" type creation of sewing on male heads on female bodies, and also internal body parts as well.  I don't have many readers so I don't think I'm spoiling anyone, and I don't think my 4 readers are X-Files fans anyway. But this type of plot is very bleak and ominous and right in line with TXF and could have been done so much better, I'm surprised Chris Carter didn't give us a better written story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad because during many a viewing of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carter, Duchovny and Anderson&lt;/span&gt; at WonderCon on YouTube there was much talk of how "scary" it was and it was NOT! It was as far from scary as it could get and I wish they would have stopped saying that. Episodes were certainly scary and creepy and actually better than this movie. AND YET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of the movie, I think, was Mulder and Scully and while we still had a story and a plot, fans only want that. They are who we love, they are who we stood in line to see. I came out of my house and went to a theater to see Mulder and Scully and I'd do it again for another movie too. I love Mulder and Scully and David and Gillian stepped right  back into these characters with an effortless ease. They are older and wiser and their lives have been turned upside down. Mulder, on the run from the FBI, spends most of his days clipping news stories of strange stories and seems a little harried from it.  A little depressing to see him this way, but soon he is back to the old Mulder and I continue to love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIzZO8Nph4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/OKk2m2ubiMA/s1600-h/x-files-2-20080415055628266_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIzZO8Nph4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/OKk2m2ubiMA/s320/x-files-2-20080415055628266_640w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227792118175074178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore that he and Scully are together and it is fantastic to know that they went on the run together and stayed together. Warms my heart just to know that these two are really in love now and are going to be together. There's just something in knowing that, in knowing that watching the show all those years and wanting them to end up together and knowing that our wishes were granted...Sigh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVED THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story follows religion, faith, beliefs, trust, forgiveness and also gay issues, but I won't get into too much of that in case someone wants to be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Gillian look great and have aged well. They look so beautiful and only a few shots of Gillian were unflattering and I wish the director saw that. They were horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I like the movie. I plan on seeing it again and I hope that it does well enough that we can get another movie in a couple of years. I am a little embarrassed for those involved because fans have been blasting it since Friday and it's not getting any better. BUT we got Mulder and Scully together again and if nothing else, that will bring people around. For this movie that seems to be all we have a the moment. I think repeat viewings will help me make better connections and like it better, but for now I'm all about the Mulder and the Scully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I recommend? Yes, I do. I think it has decent themes, though not excecuted well, but the acting is really tops and there is actually a nice amount of Mulder and Scully. It gets my vote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3252955851277516205?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3252955851277516205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3252955851277516205&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3252955851277516205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3252955851277516205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/07/truth-is-finally-out-there.html' title='The Truth is Finally Out There'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIzYtrDxY9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uyCjAy0lqEY/s72-c/x_files_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7424031213592483984</id><published>2008-07-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:49.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>YES, I WANT TO BELIEVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIplxmBit1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3K58nD-WPh4/s1600-h/muldscul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIplxmBit1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3K58nD-WPh4/s320/muldscul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227102220211894098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my seven  blog friends know I'm a rabid, crazy fan of the X-Files, so I'm too ready for the movie. I have prepared myself with articles, forums, trailers, TV episodes and fan fiction for two months and now it's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to see the movie and I can't wait. I am going to enjoy it and enjoy myself and not think of anything negative. I have decided against that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My money problems have swamped me. I missed a payment on a CC,  *idiot* and somehow forgot to pay the phone bill *double idiot* so there's going to be a lot of money going out this month  and not much coming in. GULP! I am determined to get out from under my CC debt. I can't take it anymore. This time next year I plan on being debt free, or at least still paying on my loan as my primary bill. I plan on only using my Capital One credit card as my only credit card and giving way to Chase, Discover, and Citi Card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had several epiphanies about my debt, but I am tired of it. And if you recall how my sister fucked up my credit by using my SS# and thus defaulting on those cards, I have now had to take over paying on those cards so that's now 2 more bills I didn't need.  If I had the courage I'd use more of my savings to pay but I just can't do it, I need that savings to be there when I need it. Sigh.  Give me hope and faith people! I need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, God bless the X-Files and God bless the Weekend. I'll be back to tell you how the movie was.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7424031213592483984?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7424031213592483984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7424031213592483984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7424031213592483984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7424031213592483984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-i-want-to-believe.html' title='YES, I WANT TO BELIEVE!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SIplxmBit1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3K58nD-WPh4/s72-c/muldscul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6166820412238186656</id><published>2008-07-20T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:24:01.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The Dark Knight Commeth</title><content type='html'>Like everyone else I went to see  "The Dark Knight" on Saturday, and it...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;WAS ALL KINDS OF AWESOME AND THEN SOME!&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, Heath Ledger was dazzingly amazing, he became The Joker was so good at it. I really miss him. I say that like I knew him or something, but I feel so sad that he wasn't here to see how great the movie was and how so many people turned out to see it and to win the Oscar that he will win for his performance or to go to the premieres. That sucks so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on seeing The X-Files movies next week. I am excited, very happy for the new movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing nothing special here thus nothing cool to post. I am simply working, working on getting something better and working on paying off my debt. I won't know what to do when I'm out of debt or at least have it much lower than it is.  Sunday went by like it was on fast forward. It is already 9:20 p.m. That sucks!   I can't wait until this weekend.  X-Files! Whooo hoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw the Sex and the City Movie this weekend and enjoyed it more than I thought I would. People were talking about it but it was not bad, I really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since it's 400 degrees in my room I will blog you later. I have yet to buy an air conditioner. I know I should, but all I do is think about it, then the weather gets tolerable then before I know it it's September and I feel it's stupid to buy one in the fall, aaaaand then we're back to the Summer and I do the whole thing all over again. One of these days, one of these days Alice I'm gonna buy an air conditioner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6166820412238186656?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6166820412238186656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6166820412238186656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6166820412238186656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6166820412238186656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight-commeth.html' title='The Dark Knight Commeth'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6680883467652349168</id><published>2008-07-02T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:26:00.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so you think you can dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>And the blog goes on (sort of)</title><content type='html'>Wow,  I dont' know what to say. Has it been that long?  *listens to crickets chirp*  I have totally lost interest in my blog the last couple of weeks. I think it's due to the fact that I just have not had any energy after work to do anything I actually want to do. I come home, settle in front of the TV, or the Computer---but I don't do any blogging.  I troll websites, a few of my favorites, spend WAY too much money in iTunes, and lose myself at YouTube and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even finished any of the books I buy. I'm re-obsessed with "So You Think You Can Dance" and LOVE Katee and Joshua, Twitch and Kerrington (not spelled right, I know) and Chelsea and Mark.   I love that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a long weekend coming up and I hope to make it to the movies to see "Hancock"  and "Wanted"  at any rate, you guys enjoy yourselves.   I'm stopping by, even if I haven't commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*must take energy pills*    I hope to actually have an interesting post this weekend. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6680883467652349168?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6680883467652349168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6680883467652349168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6680883467652349168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6680883467652349168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-blog-goes-on-sort-of.html' title='And the blog goes on (sort of)'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3339371908699710606</id><published>2008-06-13T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:33:18.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>F-F-F-Fridayy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY WEEKEND  EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not much to say, so I won't say much. lol, I called in 'sick' today. I had a hard week and just couldn't take it today.  I'm  hangin' at home and watching TV and catching up on my sleep and my internet.  I hope you guys are doing okay, haven't been by in a while, but I'll get there. I do stop by, even if I don't comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to my X-Files obsessions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/14174560-3339371908699710606?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3339371908699710606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3339371908699710606&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3339371908699710606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3339371908699710606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/06/f-f-f-fridayy.html' title='F-F-F-Fridayy!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3970218990881637138</id><published>2008-06-01T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:44:21.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer has finally launched on us. It was HOT here today and it felt really nice. Although, while my bedroom feels like 90 degrees this post will be short. First, sorry to my reader(s), I haven't been by in a while and I miss you guys. I hate when I stop by and there are 5 and 6 posts that I have missed commenting on. *bad gunngirl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been up to much of anything. I am thinking of taking a couple days off in the next two or three weeks. I need them. I just need a second to do what I want to do...which is write. I know, I know, I've said it all before. I'm gonna be 70 before I write this fucking book. Hell, at this point I don't even care about publishing, just can I get it finished already?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading &lt;a href="http://mysecretennui.blogspot.com/2008/05/must-focus.html#links"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; by EH about wasting time on the internet and I thought, 'That's me!' LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I waste vast, oceans of time, acres of time in which we can plant crops on the internet. Unfortunately, I have re-opened my X-Files obsession with the new movie coming out and all. My obsession was bad before, but now watching music videos, interviews and show bloopers on YouTube has taken up all my spare moments. Seriously.  When I'm not doing that I'm fooling around in iTunes or on Television Without Pity (TwOP) another TV site. Barring that I'm on blogs, at Amazon.com, email, playing computer games, playing video games, on Netflix or watching TV shows online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not online watching X-Files I'm  freakin' watching X-Files on DVD and if not that it's Smallville, Supernatural, Buffy, Firefly or La Femme Nikita. Sad, but true. And then my Netflix account also takes up time. I just recently watched "Cloverfield"  (crazy and overhyped, but good and scary nonetheless. )  I just don't make the dedicated time to do what I should be doing.  Even job hunting has taken a back seat. That is the worst of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad and disappointed about that. I'm in my thirties and have dreaming about writing a novel my whole life. What the fuck am I doing?  At any rate, I think I'm going to just to the library one day and just brainstorm. Just dedicate some time to myself and work on it.  What's holding me up, besides the procrastination, is that I waver on what the story/plot is and I hate that. I know what I want, but I don't know how to get there. Grrr Arrgh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's getting past my bedtime. I'm gonna go.  So, not that any of you will, or even want too, but I have done this with a couple other bloggers.  If you ever want to drop me a line, or bug me about a post or, (Wow!) ask when I'm gonna post something new you can email me.  I do that from time to time with a couple bloggers. It's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelsslayer@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see you guys soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3970218990881637138?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3970218990881637138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3970218990881637138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3970218990881637138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3970218990881637138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-has-finally-launched-on-us.html' title='&lt;Insert Blog Title Here&gt;'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3721033112738301810</id><published>2008-05-20T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:58:01.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial day'/><title type='text'>All the same</title><content type='html'>Sadly, I have nothing new to report on my  blog. Are my blogging days over? I was thinking about that a few days ago. Even as I mouth off about not wanting to quit blogging, I realize that I come here less and less. What I'd really like to do is start another website again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a website that I managed YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS... okay, it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; many yeas ago, but it was back in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt; days and my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt; days, so it was some time ago.  I, along with the rest of the masses, jumped on the bandwagon when the internet really started to take off and be used for the glorious uses of TV and movie fans getting together in chat rooms, forums and fan made websites, porn and email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was obsessed with having my own webpage, using photoshop and visiting other fan made pages. I started a site for Buffy (I was sadly somewhat editing software challenged in the days of The X-Files and didn't have a page for that) but I had a couple of websites for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; BtVS.&lt;/span&gt;   I contributed to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fan_fiction"&gt;fanfiction&lt;/a&gt; and wrote many stories, even a novel length book involving characters from the show. Supergeek? Yes, that is me and I'm proud of it. *pumps fist* I AM NOT ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffy &lt;/span&gt;left and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt; left the airwaves so did the sites. It is depressing actually, to think of how the internet THRIVED with so many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XF &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt; sites. I mean, it was bustling and hustling and I sat there for hours upon  hours gleefully enjoying every photo, every story, every fan comment. I loved it and I really do miss it. I have yet to find another show that makes me feel that way.  I am still obsessed with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XF&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt; to this day and can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am  currently so obsessed with the The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Files &lt;/span&gt;I have gone back to some of those sites and found fan fiction to read. I stay on Youtube watching fan made videos and forums are my  new best friend.   I have noticed that my blog pals have stretched far and many have finally given up out to pasture.  I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get a bit of time I will probably put a change to my blog, but I don't know. As for now I'll be around.   See you guys later.  If I don't get back this weekend have a great Memorial Day Holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3721033112738301810?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3721033112738301810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3721033112738301810&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3721033112738301810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3721033112738301810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-same.html' title='All the same'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-5020829268766997399</id><published>2008-05-11T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:51:01.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers day'/><title type='text'>To my Mother and your Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all the Mother's enjoyed their day, and had a nice time. You deserve it! We love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-5020829268766997399?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/5020829268766997399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=5020829268766997399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5020829268766997399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5020829268766997399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-my-mother-and-your-mother.html' title='To my Mother and your Mother'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-140425000375149165</id><published>2008-05-05T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:49.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SB-1KzvaiRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qVUeW9DIwwE/s1600-h/x-files-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SB-1KzvaiRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qVUeW9DIwwE/s320/x-files-2-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197071692301240594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have not had the enthusiam to blog. Have not the interest or anything even remotely good to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am much better about Tracy than I was, though if I think about her too long here come the tears. I can talk about her without crying now, that's a good point. I am currently in a total and tunnel vision obsession about the new &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/blogBurst/entertainment?type=entertainmentNews&amp;amp;w1=B7ovpm21IaDoL40ZFnNfGe&amp;amp;w2=B7uKSLYIvxu3zDSUkrYJp2Xj&amp;amp;src=blogBurst_entertainmentNews&amp;amp;bbPostId=CzCHMNP68OovDBCWIhqiH0m8CCzAf0sGJVGSZNB5Z3HOhA73fG&amp;amp;bbParentWidgetId=B7uKSLYIvxu3zDSUkrYJp2Xj"&gt;X-Files Movie&lt;/a&gt;  I can barely think of anything else and have even  been having dreams of Mulder and Scully. Geeky? Crazy? Obsessive? I'm three for three, but I like it. I like trolling the internet for info on the movie, reading what other fans have to say, and watching endless hours of videos on Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie isn't coming out until the end of the freakin' summer!  July 25th. So, I have to fill my movie void until then. I'm a movie whore so that shouldn't be too hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you guys are well. I have been so busy and lazy that I haven't been by in weeks.  Sadly, I didn't even miss my blog at all. Though, I do plan on change the pics to reflect my current obsession--when I get a chance.  The weekend is not enough!  Those little two days are not long enough to do anything, to relax, clean up, have fun and just get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Check you guys later.  Happy Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-140425000375149165?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/140425000375149165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=140425000375149165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/140425000375149165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/140425000375149165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-seriously-have-not-had-enthusiam-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SB-1KzvaiRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qVUeW9DIwwE/s72-c/x-files-2-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8187636171398640813</id><published>2008-04-19T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:38:49.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tracy'/><title type='text'>The loss continues</title><content type='html'>We buried Tracy on Friday the 11th in our backyard. I bought a headstone with her name on it. I still really miss her. I think about her a lot and have yet to move her food bowls. I still cry, but it has gotten less. I will always, always miss her and love. I cant' believe she's gone. I really can't, I just always thought she'd be here, old and grumpy *g* but here with us. I never thought about her dying. She'd been here so long I just can't believe she's not here anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you Tracy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lighter news I plan on going on about my Summer movies. I'm waiting for several, my top ones being The Dark Knight, The X-Files, and The Happening. More on that later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of the weekend guys, I'll see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8187636171398640813?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8187636171398640813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8187636171398640813&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8187636171398640813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8187636171398640813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/04/loss-continues.html' title='The loss continues'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6856821506825604823</id><published>2008-04-10T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:50.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tracy'/><title type='text'>I love you, Tracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IN LOVING MEMORY&lt;br /&gt;1990-2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_6q11uXG-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/H8XHBY4oxxw/s1600-h/tracyinbox.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_6q11uXG-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/H8XHBY4oxxw/s320/tracyinbox.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187771662708710370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Tracy, be in peace. We had nearly 20 years together and I still love you so much. I will love you always. I will forever miss you sleeping in your little basket. I  will never forget you. I will miss feeding you and picking you up and hugging you. It will be so hard for a long time without you. We had fun together and I will always, always, always love my 'little Tracy'.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"I grieve for you&lt;br /&gt;You leave me&lt;br /&gt;so hard to move on&lt;br /&gt;Still loving whats gone&lt;br /&gt;They say life carries on&lt;br /&gt;Carries on and on and on and on&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Grieve" Peter Gabriel"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rainbow Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow BridgeJust this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_7RyVuXG_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/IHjCbgYFkKQ/s1600-h/reflect_rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_7RyVuXG_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/IHjCbgYFkKQ/s320/reflect_rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187814483532651506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them; who had to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together......."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6856821506825604823?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6856821506825604823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6856821506825604823&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6856821506825604823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6856821506825604823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-you-tracy.html' title='I love you, Tracy'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_6q11uXG-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/H8XHBY4oxxw/s72-c/tracyinbox.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-5728044290560188236</id><published>2008-04-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:50.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>One book at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_bGENgDNbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SqN-7vQXfDw/s1600-h/41Z4TMH4P6L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_bGENgDNbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SqN-7vQXfDw/s200/41Z4TMH4P6L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185549796609570226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Borders bookstores and books in general. I have so many that I don't even read. Sigh, it's actually very sad. I have read several in our city book club &lt;a href="http://www.chipublib.org/eventsprog/programs/onebook_onechgo.php"&gt;One Book, One Chicago&lt;/a&gt; and am currently reading "The Long Goodbye" by Raymond Chandler. I just started, but it's not bad. I am actually hoping that this will spur me to write my own damn book. I have my idea, I have my theme, but I just need to get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem now? Where should I set the story. I contemplate creating a fake city/town but decided against it. I'm thinking about just using Chicago since I live here and it might be easier to use real places. I think the city is also versatile enough that if I need a country like setting, lots of open land, etc. I can do it without completely lying. My story deals with horror and vampires and there's some part of me that thinks it will seem stupid in a city environment. I think of L.A. as the setting for Angel and it just works so well.  Hmmm, note to self : You're a writer dammit! Make it work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will.  Thanks self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-5728044290560188236?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/5728044290560188236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=5728044290560188236&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5728044290560188236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5728044290560188236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-book-at-time.html' title='One book at a time'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R_bGENgDNbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SqN-7vQXfDw/s72-c/41Z4TMH4P6L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4683381671160701007</id><published>2008-04-03T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:34:12.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAWS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Thursday is the new Friday</title><content type='html'>In response to my blog title--- not really. LOL, but today it's the new Friday because I'm not going to work tomorrow!! I'm so freakin' tired I can't even tell you. I just want to sleep, sleep, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go out and get my taxes done on Friday. Yes, as usual I'm slow as hell. I don't have much to blog about today. I'm watching "Supernatural" right now and am very happy my Sam and Dean are back.  The one thing I was going to mention was that was thinking about running a marathon, but realized--er, no. LOL. It would be for charity and of course an animal charity.  It would be for &lt;a href="http://www.pawschicago.org/index.html"&gt;PAWS &lt;/a&gt;but I can't run. I'd WALK for charity, but I'm not a runner. At any rate, I'll just donate and try and figure out how I can volunteer with my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, I'll check you out tomorrow.  I'm gonna finish watching Supernatural and chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday to my readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4683381671160701007?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4683381671160701007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4683381671160701007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4683381671160701007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4683381671160701007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/04/thursday-is-new-friday.html' title='Thursday is the new Friday'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8769448972815763139</id><published>2008-03-31T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:26:50.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>I'm calling this Monday Madness because I had so much stuff in my head to blog about---then I forgot over half of it! I was going to post a little bit of everything but alas, I didn't hold it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I was going to do was post about this little furry animal I found months ago. I took a picture of it with my cell phone and realized that it looked suspiciously close, if not an identical match to a &lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3174/2378395409_f4fc136fc4.jpg"&gt;Baby Bat&lt;/a&gt; I tried to pick him up but he would squeal, though it was way too low to hear. My mom was nearby and totally freaked out everytime I touched it so I left it there. But, by golly, that was a baby bat! I know it! A bat was on the sidewalk right near my house and I live in the city and nowhere near where bats should be. That said, there have been Seagulls in our alley, so I don't know what to say. Shouldn't they be near the beach somewhere?  If the animals are acting strange isn't that a sign...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I finally have a plot/theme for my book for the 83 millionth time I'm restarting it. I really believe this time I'm going to go with this plot and stick with it. Now, to outline, make character bios, brainstorm and then actually write the book.  Hmm, better get started then.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also plan on posting some of the pics I took of many of the dinners I've been on. I have some great pictures of food from some of my favorite restaurants and I'd like to show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least I'm in a crisis/angry/somewhat worried state over my credit report. See, long story short, I've always had good credit. I paid my bills on time, was never late and didn't have the 34,000 credit cards I have now. But several years ago I let my sister used my SS # TWICE to use to get a couple of computer, each a few years apart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BIG MISTAKE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time she just got her money/credit all fucked up, got in debt up to her eyebrows and just stopped paying on the card in my name. Now, I knew she was delinquent, but I didn't know to that extent. She was just putting bills aside, never even opening them. When I finally said something because the companies finally started coming after my good cards, lowering all the credit limits, she just sounded embarrassed and said she couldn't pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one of the bills and had to swallow over $500--the minimum payment mind you. Sheesh. I'm in panic mode because all this shit is going to be on my credit report and now I look like I don't pay my bills for months and months and months. I dont' know how I can repair this short of that seven year mark. I want all my credit limits back and I want my credit score to be good. I'm not looking for excellent I just don't want these black marks to slam doors in my face from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I pay off my other debt quickly and open some new accounts that might help. What do you think? I just hope my good record of the bills I was actually paying will help me. Ugh. I don't know. All I can do is get rid if the debt I have now, I guess that's all that can be done. I just hope that it doesn't effect this so bad like jobs, buying/renting a home. I know that's a long shot, but I have good standing with other credit card companies. I don't know.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night guys, see you near the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8769448972815763139?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8769448972815763139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8769448972815763139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8769448972815763139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8769448972815763139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-madness.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7497682963660693683</id><published>2008-03-28T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:49:34.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Weekend</title><content type='html'>My computer is working! Well, sort of. It's still very sloooooow when too many tabs are open in Firefox. I am working on it but at least my desktop is back. I had to reboot from the install disk and that worked. Yea! Whew! I'm tired, it's 12:29 am and I'm on my way to bed. I'm in the middle of watching The X-Files, I just wanted a dose of Mulder and Scully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super cold here and very un-spring like. We are back to gloves and hats. A couple of days ago I saw some silly teens in flip flops. Jeeze, relax, there will be plenty of 90 degree days ahead for those. Then we'll be complaining about the heat. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I don't know if I ever showed you guys pictures of my other cats besides Scarlett, the one who died (sniff!) but I have a Catster page and would love you guys to visit and give one or all of my cats a treat. You should be able to do that without being a member. So, when you have an extra minute, please follow the picture to my pages and click on Meet My Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! love you guys and have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And don't forget Earth Hour. Turn our your lights from 8-9 pm. Just DVR those tv show. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CatsterBadge" style="margin: 2px; padding: 0pt; text-align: center; width: 140px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: 145%; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(85, 127, 37); width: 138px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;style&gt;#DogsterBadge a:hover{color:#557f25;text-decoration:underline;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;embed src="http://badge.catster.com/2/badge.swf?pet_ids=524479,&amp;amp;color=g&amp;amp;uid=343362" quality="high" flashvars="pet_ids=524479,&amp;amp;color=g&amp;amp;uid=343362" height="144" width="138"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catster.com/family/343362" style="color: rgb(85, 127, 37); text-decoration: none; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 9px; line-height: 145%; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Visit my family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catster.com/" class="st" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 9px; line-height: 145%; font-size-adjust: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" title="Catster.com"&gt;Join the Catster community&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/14174560-7497682963660693683?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7497682963660693683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7497682963660693683&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7497682963660693683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7497682963660693683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-weekend.html' title='Welcome to the Weekend'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3550819327559570000</id><published>2008-03-25T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:14:01.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Damn it all to hell!</title><content type='html'>I am have SERIOUS computer problems. I mean to post (and vist you guys) oh so many days ago, but when my stupid computer problems hit I just hit a stand still. I'm on a mac and I rarely have problems, but my desktop won't load! it opens and all and the dock loads, but none of my folders or files show up. That totally SUCKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see by my avatar, we are both pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to use other desktops that don't have my preferences and ugh, I'm not having a good time.  I shall return when my computer is talking to me again. Seriously, I am not happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and lurk, as you know my stupid job has the crack down on the internet. God forbid we take a minute to do anything online, it's taking away precious seconds working. Hellhole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope everyone had a happy Easter and since I didn't chat with you guys Happy Easter, though it's belated.  Enjoy the upcoming weekend, but I hope to swing by during that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys, hopefully, with a full functioning computer. *fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3550819327559570000?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3550819327559570000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3550819327559570000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3550819327559570000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3550819327559570000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/03/damn-it-all-to-hell.html' title='Damn it all to hell!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8237100394862150474</id><published>2008-03-17T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:51.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Hey, hey, hey everybody!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R98YMIAvH2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/4A_EfNiqDM8/s1600-h/spongestpaddy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R98YMIAvH2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/4A_EfNiqDM8/s200/spongestpaddy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178884693087428450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, It's been a while. I had something to say but I forgot! Sorry. Happy St. Patrick's day for those who care. I had a drink with some friends from work. It was so much fun. We always have fun hanging out. We didn't really need an excuse to have a drink. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been taking it day by day. I'm going to take a couple days off next month. It's only a couple of days but they're well overdue. I haven't been doing much else. I am still on my goal of planning a trip. It's so lame that I never go anywhere. I even get embarrassed when people ask me if I'm going some where for my break. Nope, I have always have the same answer. I never want to get into the fact that I don't have the money. I just can't afford to do it spur of the moment, I have to plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been by to check out my blog buddies either, just too tired and too busy. Some days I don't even turn on my computer the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, today is just Monday. We leave early on Friday and I can't wait. I think I'm going to go out and have lunch with my sister. We can get an earlier start on the weekend. It should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanted to stop by, so I'll see you later and hopefully it's be a much more interesting post. hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8237100394862150474?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8237100394862150474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8237100394862150474&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8237100394862150474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8237100394862150474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-hey-hey-everybody.html' title='Hey, hey, hey everybody!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R98YMIAvH2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/4A_EfNiqDM8/s72-c/spongestpaddy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3272553056721719147</id><published>2008-02-28T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:51.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>weekend, finally</title><content type='html'>I'm so TIRED! I'm so happy the weekend is almost here.  I cherish Friday's so much, or just the weekend in general.  I just watched "Lost" and I don't know what the hell was going on. I will be rewatching that online soon. I also watch Eli Stone but I don't feel like it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I'm going to take the post office test. Wish me luck, well, actually I don't even know if I want to work at the post office. LOL, I'm taking it because it took them SIX PLUS FREAKIN' MONTHS to send me a time and date for the test when they initially told me they'd send me something in TWO WEEKS. Whatever, I'm gonna go anyway. What could it hurt. I just might get a better job, if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is having a decent week. I sorta am, though not really. I just can't feel like I have time for anything. I don't want to do anything after work but watch TV or just sit on my bed and read. I can't even really muster energy during the weekend. I seriously need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R8d49WESMUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TUrF4n-LT1A/s1600-h/1vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R8d49WESMUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TUrF4n-LT1A/s320/1vegas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172235692349206850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am seriously, SERIOUSLY planning a vacation next year. I never go anywhere, ever and it' sad, lame and depressing. I need a break from the everyday and a break from Chicago. It's so pathetic to be as old as I am and haven't even been to someplace like Vegas or something.  Sheesh! Pitiful. So, I am going to tell those around me who I'd like to come with me I'm planning this for sometime next year and stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPERATION VACATION HAS BEGUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you guys this weekend! WHEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3272553056721719147?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3272553056721719147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3272553056721719147&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3272553056721719147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3272553056721719147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend-finally.html' title='weekend, finally'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R8d49WESMUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TUrF4n-LT1A/s72-c/1vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1229251625865747361</id><published>2008-02-24T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:46:52.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>Myspace Test</title><content type='html'>When I started blogging, gasp, some years ago, I TRULY loved it.  Not that I don't still love it, but my somewhat decent sized handful of favorites have dwindled to about 8 or 9 nine, if that many. And yes, I still adore you and love that  you still drop by, but I do miss some of my regulars who used to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got into Myspace. I was way past adult when I started blogging and while most people see any of it-- blogging/myspace/facebook/etc. as the geeklovers paradise I saw blogging as more for all ages, for any reasons and saw places like Myspace and Facebook for more of the twentysomething and teen set.  I know and heard of people who will troll myspace for HOURS everyday. ?????? I don't get it. I used to browse blogger, yes, I really did try and add new friends, and find other bloggers that I had interests in, but I still think that myspace fans are way more obsessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a  friend at work who has found several other co workers on myspace. I just don't have the time or interest. I guess I really am old.  BUT I thought about secretly putting  up a my space page just to see if she could find it.  She knows I'm a fan of Buffy and a lot of my interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder if she would get it. heheh. It would be pretty funny if she asked me one day if I had one because she thinks she found it.  I told her I blog but I didn't give her my blog address, she didn't ask because she probably didn't think I wanted to give it out. I didn't, not really,  but if she found it, cool, especially since I don't blog about my hellhole anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to post something.  Off to take my shower and watch "Lost" online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agggg! Where did the weekend go? I need a vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1229251625865747361?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1229251625865747361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1229251625865747361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1229251625865747361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1229251625865747361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/02/myspace-test.html' title='Myspace Test'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3106326431092006744</id><published>2008-02-17T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T19:04:09.512-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>where did the weekend go?</title><content type='html'>I was SOOOOOO lazy this weekend. I only managed one load of laundry and cleaning up my bedroom floor, other than that I played video games and watched "Heroes" and "Alias" on DVD and when I wasn't doing that I was sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's back to work again. It's 9pm and I'm heading to bed. Yep, I'm an old lady that needs her sleep.  I hope to work on my new, well, semi-new layout sometime this month or early next, maybe when I take a couple of days off.  I'm tired of the picture on this layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to put Gunn as in Charles Gunn as my avatar since that is where my profile name comes from. I was, well, still am, a Gunn fan. I shocked myself by not having Buffy and/or Angel in my profile name, they're ALWAYS in my profile name, but I was using Gunngirl for years before I started blogging and was too lazy to think of anything new.  Okay, bored now?  Okay, well have a nice week everyone, see you next Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3106326431092006744?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3106326431092006744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3106326431092006744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3106326431092006744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3106326431092006744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/02/where-did-weekend-go.html' title='where did the weekend go?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4139779899048263960</id><published>2008-02-13T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:51.849-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine day'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine (or Anti-Valentine) Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R7PBKvYq2tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ThIoBoTso2o/s1600-h/valentines_day_mm_112106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R7PBKvYq2tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ThIoBoTso2o/s320/valentines_day_mm_112106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166685587786881746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I'm too tired to get into anything now, it's past my bedtime. But just wanted to pop in to say Happy Valentine's Day. Hope you have a good one, with yourself, your friends, wife, husband, lover, whoever. Just enjoy the day. IT'S NOT JUST FOR COUPLES!  (even if Mickey and Minnie are there all lovey dovey) I'm speaking as a non-couple, so that's my rant.  See you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4139779899048263960?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4139779899048263960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4139779899048263960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4139779899048263960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4139779899048263960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentine-or-anti-valentine-day.html' title='Happy Valentine (or Anti-Valentine) Day!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R7PBKvYq2tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ThIoBoTso2o/s72-c/valentines_day_mm_112106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3475300745222065016</id><published>2008-02-03T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:24:41.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Superbowl, what Superbowl?</title><content type='html'>As I am not a fan of football or any sports at all, I can still say that I at least make a showing for the Superbowl.  Afterall, it is the freakin' Superbowl, but as my STUPID HORRID COUGH is back I have done nothing this weekend but live my by Vapor Steamer, eat cough drops and drink Robitussin.  I can't believe I'm sick again and I hate it. I'm in no mood for Monday but will drag myself out anyway. I have half a mind to call in sick sometime this week anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weather is driving me crazy. The snow is insane and I am sick of it. I wish I didn't have the leave the house again until July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to bed right now to watch "Alias" I am rewatching some of my fav TV shows from the beginning. I did it with Smallville and Angel and am doing it with Alias, I have nothing else to watch. LOL, but I am glad that Smallville and Supernatural is new and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a deep post in the back of my mind concerning a foster child my mom had once that I grew SERIOUSLY attached too. I really loved that little girl and I've been haunted lately by dreams of what she's doing and how she is because when she left our house I think she  lost the little spark she had and I'm devastated that she never got it back.  It's been keeping me up at night.   But, that's a much longer post when I get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope to see you guys this weekend. Enjoy your week!  And I hope your team wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3475300745222065016?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3475300745222065016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3475300745222065016&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3475300745222065016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3475300745222065016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/02/superbowl-what-superbowl.html' title='Superbowl, what Superbowl?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-133267149891430643</id><published>2008-01-24T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:52.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heath ledger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>I'll miss you, Heath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R5lv_z_ChCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8Qx3vfVxFCU/s1600-h/heath_ledger_99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R5lv_z_ChCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8Qx3vfVxFCU/s320/heath_ledger_99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159277990206669858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so depressed about &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20173197,00.html?xid=email-ThisWeekend-20080124-5Things-Story1"&gt;Heath Ledger's death&lt;/a&gt;. I really enjoyed his movies and liked him as an actor and he seemed like a really nice, humble person. I loved his accent, his smile and his personality. I feel sick when I think about it. He was so young and was surely on his way to an even bigger career with the new Batman movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss him and I think it will be a long while before I can look at his movies. I know that I should in memoriam, but I can't do it, not yet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"10 things I hate about you"&lt;/span&gt; was the first time I began to like him, and really the first time I really, really noticed him and wanted to see him again. I can't watch that movie for a while either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think his death was an accident and will be ruled as such. I know it wasn't drugs. I think he was stressed and probably lonely and needed to rest. It is sad and very depressing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath, I'll miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-133267149891430643?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/133267149891430643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=133267149891430643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/133267149891430643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/133267149891430643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/01/ill-miss-you-heath.html' title='I&apos;ll miss you, Heath'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R5lv_z_ChCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8Qx3vfVxFCU/s72-c/heath_ledger_99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-678359068087431010</id><published>2008-01-22T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:52.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>pop in pop out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R5agzz_ChBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YqRX6l58u-E/s1600-h/icecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R5agzz_ChBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YqRX6l58u-E/s320/icecream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158487235187868690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sticking my head in because I've been REALLY neglecting my blog and I miss it. I've been  busy and sick and then  busy again. I'm really looking forward to having some good news to report about my work like, but there is none as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had some stuff to blog about but I forgot!  It's REALLY, REALLY cold here. It was -1c yesterday. lol, yep, it's cold, and  do you know I'm sitting here eating Cookies and Cream Baskins and Robbins ice cream. Mmm, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you guys later when I actually remember what it was I was I wanted to say. I'm really tired now. I hope to see you this weekend, I'm leaving work early on Friday. I'm still sick and I need an early start on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys later, be safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-678359068087431010?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/678359068087431010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=678359068087431010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/678359068087431010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/678359068087431010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/01/pop-in-pop-out.html' title='pop in pop out'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R5agzz_ChBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YqRX6l58u-E/s72-c/icecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3958701595718854964</id><published>2008-01-13T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:34:49.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I wanna sleep for a week</title><content type='html'>Sick. Tired. Massive coughing fits. Chest hurts.  Body weary. Drinking tea. Drinking lots of water.  I will see you guys soon. I wish I didn't have a job, I want to stay in bed for days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and enjoy your week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3958701595718854964?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3958701595718854964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3958701595718854964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3958701595718854964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3958701595718854964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanna-sleep-for-week.html' title='I wanna sleep for a week'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3939422074108184015</id><published>2008-01-05T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:39:15.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Out with the old in with the new</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a nice New Year, mine was okay.  I wasn't feeling well on new year's eve, so I had only one Margarita and then I called it quits.  I'm trying to fix my blog with new images and whatnot but it is not going the way I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the new year are the same ones I had last year, lol, lose weight and get back into writing and find a better job. Nothing new there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get back into writing, that is when I'm happiest. I MUST do that. That is my dream. Sigh, I can't let it die.  Working in photoshop and trying to get a new design sucks! It is harder than I expected and the tutorials I find on the internet are  not helping.  I guess I'll have something new by 2009.  I also wanted to start a new Buffy/Angel site like I used to have. I know, BtVS is over and done with. Not in my book!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, it's 11:30 p.m. here and I'm too tired to think of anything else to gripe about.  See you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3939422074108184015?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3939422074108184015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3939422074108184015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3939422074108184015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3939422074108184015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old in with the new'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-173378592874745183</id><published>2008-01-01T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:56:45.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>I hope 2008 is great</title><content type='html'>There are many things I hope go right for me in 2008. Way to many to list here. I need new experiences and a new atmosphere and somewhere new to go each morning. Here's to 2008 not being crappy. *takes drink*  Man, I wish I had a crystal ball, I'm not feeling too optimistic but I'm trying. Anyway, don't mind me, I'm just having deep thoughts. Anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-173378592874745183?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/173378592874745183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=173378592874745183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/173378592874745183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/173378592874745183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hope-2008-is-great.html' title='I hope 2008 is great'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-9042384283543799117</id><published>2007-12-29T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:52.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Let's get this party started right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3bEKoZjNGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VhDcEhpgWEE/s1600-h/erdosain070500014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3bEKoZjNGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VhDcEhpgWEE/s320/erdosain070500014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149518910867059810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is almost here. Any plans? I plan on ringing in the new year at home. Much safer and less drunks. I will have a few friends over and we'll drink and have fun, and of course watch the Twilight Zone marathon that I LOVE to watch each year.  Yes, I'm a geek, what of it?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who must go out and party in the streets, be safe and ladies, watch your drinks. Get your drink on, not your rohypnol on. Anyway, I don't have anything else to say except I shall soon be unveiling a slightly new blog template. Well, at least a  new graphic. I can't find a template I like and I've been too lazy to get one custom made. I'm SOOOOO sick of this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also post some links to the pics I took at the Star Wars exhibit. I hope these things don't take me until 2009 to do. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3bFfIZjNHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/E2eWLmbctzg/s1600-h/birthday_cake_0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3bFfIZjNHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/E2eWLmbctzg/s320/birthday_cake_0805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149520362566005874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, happy birthday to my mom. Her birthday is on New Years Eve. Rock on Momma! LOL. I bought her Monk on DVD. She was happy, I also got her a Starbucks gift card, she wants to be one of those people with an iced coffee. *eye roll* whatever. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enjoy what's left of your weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-9042384283543799117?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/9042384283543799117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=9042384283543799117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/9042384283543799117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/9042384283543799117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-get-this-part-started-right.html' title='Let&apos;s get this party started right!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3bEKoZjNGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VhDcEhpgWEE/s72-c/erdosain070500014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6176379093245480773</id><published>2007-12-24T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:53.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>And Peace Be Unto To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3B-VoZjNFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FWOa3n2UAts/s1600-h/snowman11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3B-VoZjNFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FWOa3n2UAts/s200/snowman11.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147753284171412562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out AGAIN today and stayed out waaaaay longer than I planned too. I don't know if I told you but my family decided not to go overboard with Christmas and didn't want to exchange gifts. Lo and Behold here are gathered tonight and exchanging gifts anyway and I didn't even have anything to give! But that's okay, they didn't mind. Still, stick with the story people. We said &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; to buy gifts. Sheesh. *grumble* I hate Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's all over now. Little kids can hardly wait. I remember those days. It makes me want to have a baby tomorrow just so I can buy Christmas gifts. haha. I decided to toss in a couple extra holidays this year, but as always, howevery you celebrate, do it in style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shall make my rounds to your blogs, but if I don't stop by and comment you know who you are and you know I'm thinking of you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL &lt;/span&gt;of my bloggy friends, have a safe and fun holiday, whatever you do. See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6176379093245480773?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6176379093245480773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6176379093245480773&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6176379093245480773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6176379093245480773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-peace-be-unto-to-you.html' title='And Peace Be Unto To You'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R3B-VoZjNFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FWOa3n2UAts/s72-c/snowman11.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7801510991552020789</id><published>2007-12-21T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:53.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>I Hate Christmas</title><content type='html'>Okay, really I don't. Actually, I'm pretty fond of Christmas, but the last few years has brought stress and worry and trying to be all Christmassy and AARRGH! I never felt that stress before. I always read about people committing suicide and being all strung out and I kinda understood it but couldn't relate. I can now!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was stupid I did this year was there are 3 attorney's at work and sorta talk too and are friendly with and I thought about giving them a Christmas card and didn't and damn it, they ALL gave me gifts! I felt so dumb, I wish I had taken my cards to work so when they gave me something I could have whipped out at least a Christmas card for them. I know none of them expected us to give gifts, or cards either, but I wanted to say that I was thinking of them this Christmas like they thought of me. Oh well, too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2xq2oZjNDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ys688extamI/s1600-h/ssxmas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2xq2oZjNDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ys688extamI/s200/ssxmas.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146605960967697458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I hate Christmas. And if for those of that don't know where I got that line from it's from Oscar the Grouch and his famous &lt;a href="http://www.milkandcookies.com/link/55445/detail/"&gt;I hate Christmas song&lt;/a&gt;. Ahh, the memories. I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED Sesame Street. Seriously, I cried when Mr. Hooper died, my sister told me he was dead and I didn't believe her I thought she was being mean, I remember crying to my mom all devastated that he was (!) dead!? Ack!  Yes, I loved me some Sesame Street. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the Star Wars Exhibit and the Museum of Science and Industry. I should be good times. Can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone done shopping? Hope so, it's crunch time. The desperate shoppers will be out this weekend. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, see you later and enjoy  your weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7801510991552020789?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7801510991552020789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7801510991552020789&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7801510991552020789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7801510991552020789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-christmas.html' title='I Hate Christmas'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2xq2oZjNDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ys688extamI/s72-c/ssxmas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1119107219448724116</id><published>2007-12-19T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:53.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Hey, hey, today is your birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2iedIZjM-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ly_0hBym-Co/s1600-h/cake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2iedIZjM-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ly_0hBym-Co/s200/cake.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145536797578834914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday today (gulp), on this wintery cold December 19th day. I have to admit, now that I'm getting older (or old?) I actually am not that much into my birthday like I was when I was a young 'un of, oh, say 29. Heh. As a thirtysomething I have accomplished nothing that I thought I would when I was in my teens and thinking years ahead to this time. I figured I'd be married, hell, at least with a very good job. Maybe even that Master of Fine Arts that I thought about  years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's why I don't make a big deal. I'm in the same place I was a few years ago and making a big deal just doesn't seem fun. I guess I see a birthday as another year gone by, what-have-you-done-with-that-year sort of deal. And when I have really nothing grand to show for it I don't want to call attention to it. It's like, you're &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; old and your're still doing &lt;i&gt;what?&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2iejYZjM_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/38Ji48HA1QQ/s1600-h/BG404_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2iejYZjM_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/38Ji48HA1QQ/s200/BG404_M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145536904953017330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I still actually like presents (who doesn't!) and doing one or two things I like like hanging out, going to a movie, sleeping, shopping/window shopping or just sitting at home watching TV. I may not be having a party here, but in blogland you're all invited to the hottest, thrashingist, killer party ever. So, maybe that will make (cringe) turning 33 a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Waits for it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nope, it still sucks onions. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm taking the day off tommorrow. That's right, I took my birthday off. Yea me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you guys on the blogside. (man I'm corny. Probably why I'm not married. ha!) Anyway, I will check you guys out later. It's after 10pm and I'm pretty grumpy I forgot to watch Law and Order: Special Victims Unit. Grrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By and have a Wonderful Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1119107219448724116?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1119107219448724116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1119107219448724116&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1119107219448724116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1119107219448724116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-hey-today-is-your-birthday.html' title='Hey, hey, today is your birthday!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2iedIZjM-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ly_0hBym-Co/s72-c/cake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7675875378448096559</id><published>2007-12-15T00:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:54.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splinter cell'/><title type='text'>YOU WOULDN'T LIKE ME WHEN I'M ANGRY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2N2PYZjM8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3YUNP2Q1UgA/s1600-h/Incredible-Hulk--C10096441.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2N2PYZjM8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3YUNP2Q1UgA/s320/Incredible-Hulk--C10096441.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144085206006969282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As an avid, AVID, AVID, AVID gamer, the worse, more horrible thing happened to me tonight. So terrible that it sent me reeling, crying and sobbing away from the TV  and eventually to blogland where I couldn't stand it, I had to bitch about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FUCKING UPSET!  I was playing Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory and right in the middle of a save, a GODDAMN SAVE the damn thing froze. I contemplated what I could do, and finally just hit reset and said a prayer. No luck. The memory save is corrupted and all those damn hours of playing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WITH ONE FUCKING LEVEL LEFT&lt;/span&gt; is all gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I was only level 9, and not just level 9, but the end of level 9 moving into level 10 which is the LAST FUCKING LEVEL! and now---nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that happened before when I was level 5, and I swollowed things down and started over, but that time I admit it was the way I saved and my fault. But here, GODDAMN, FUCKITY, FUCK SHIT!  I'm not playing 15 damn hours of that game again, all those levels and shit, I just can and I'm so fucking upset right now because I really really like that game and this particular one and this happens. you just don't know how I feel right now. I feel like taking out a wall like the Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a book you wrote, your term paper, anything that took you a long time to do. You're on the last paragraph and the computer crashes, and it's  G.O.N.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel. I just feel sick, I want to vomit. It is that bad. I am so angry, dissapointed, sad, bitter, pissed off, FUCKING HEARTBROKEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't find some cheat codes fast I'm gonna kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: My avatar backs me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7675875378448096559?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7675875378448096559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7675875378448096559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7675875378448096559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7675875378448096559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-wouldnt-like-me-when-im-angry_15.html' title='YOU WOULDN&apos;T LIKE ME WHEN I&apos;M ANGRY!!!!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R2N2PYZjM8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3YUNP2Q1UgA/s72-c/Incredible-Hulk--C10096441.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4194170798554018884</id><published>2007-12-11T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:07:01.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Living Hell</title><content type='html'>I was planning on actually having a bedazled, Christmas decked out blog, but alas I have not been in the mood. The thing I chose not to blog about anymore, and my three readers know what I'm talking about has taken a turn for the worse, bad to the point I wonder if I will have somewhere to get up and go to in the morning. I am just trying to hold on, so we'll see what happens. I had to let out a little frustration on here or I might implode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also plan on cleaning up my blog roll. Not that anyone cares, but there are at least 10 bloggers on there whose pages don't even exist anymore, &lt;b&gt;High Desert Diva&lt;/b&gt;, one of my favorites being one of them. I plan on putting out an APB for  those bloggers when I get a chance.  I feel a little sad that they're just gone and I didn't get a chance to bid farewell or a least know in advance that they weren't going to blog anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't blog as much as I used too, I still plan on blogging for a long time before I give it up. I like stopping by and making posts and visiting my regulars, and it's nice, for those few minutes that I can get outside of my life for a while.  I sure as hell hope 2008 has something good in store for me. I need it with a vengeance. I have been doing some things and I hope soon I will be able to have good news to post. When all is said and done I will post a open, raw, cathartic post about it all and the many lessons I've learned. So, until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is staying warm!  I might not be back for a while, my mind just can't calm down right now and I have to focus on other things, so if you haven't heard from me in days or weeks, I'm alive and around. I just need to deal with my current situation before I can relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be seeing you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4194170798554018884?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4194170798554018884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4194170798554018884&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4194170798554018884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4194170798554018884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/living-hell.html' title='Living Hell'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4359948927615358108</id><published>2007-12-07T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:54.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcfarlane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Mall Rat</title><content type='html'>I took today off and decided to go to this mall that I hadn't been to in years. Well, i hasn't changed much. LOL. Not that I was looking to spend tons of money, but there wasn't even anything much to tempt me, though I did see some nice stuff in Sears of all places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up spending $50 dollars on collectable figures in a store that's closing this month. The stuff wasn't that cheap, just 25% off the sale prices (should have been 50%) but I bought some stuff anyway. I know it wasn't money well spent and I shouldn't have done it, but oh well, too late now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1oIpMieAMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oTwiaSajEaw/s1600-h/lost2_sawyer_photo_01_dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1oIpMieAMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oTwiaSajEaw/s320/lost2_sawyer_photo_01_dp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141431428430299330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of things I bought was this McFarlane toy figure from Lost of Sawyer. He's one of the characters from the show. It as marked down to $14.99 and then was 25% off of that, so I got it since I like Sawyer and I've never seen it anywhere marked down. I didn't want to pay $20+ for it. I also got &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/ekowhoopingstick.jpg"&gt;Mr. Eko&lt;/a&gt; from the show. I'm going to take a pic and post them. Ahhh, some day. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much done Christmas shopping. Many in my family opted not to exchange gifts this year, which is fine 'cause then I don't  have spend any money, well, much money. I'm still buying stuff for my mom. Anyway, I plan on going to watch my Netflix movies and read some more of I Am Legend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are doing well, see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4359948927615358108?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4359948927615358108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4359948927615358108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4359948927615358108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4359948927615358108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/mall-rat.html' title='Mall Rat'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1oIpMieAMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oTwiaSajEaw/s72-c/lost2_sawyer_photo_01_dp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8159732706549524126</id><published>2007-12-04T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:54.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victoria secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>From trees to bras and underwear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1YTWgCU0tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FUHpdzdQKYg/s1600-h/Christmas_Trees.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1YTWgCU0tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FUHpdzdQKYg/s200/Christmas_Trees.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140317301967737554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to say "panties" in my blog post, but I remember a little blurb I read about men creating and using that word as sexist and titillating, so, I'll use underwear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY, yes, FINALLY decorated my tree. I had it up and the lights on it, but I finally put ornaments on it today. I don't have batteries for my digital camera, but I'm gonna get some sometime soon and I'll take a picture and post it. It's  fake tree, and, well...cheap. heh. But I think it's a nice little Charlie Brown tree for what it is and it looks pretty when it's lit up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show is on tonight. Gonna watch? Of course you are! We know where ever man in the country will be tonight. I've seen some clips and WHOA NELLY! Those bra and underwear sets, man, they barely cover. I think you could only have a body like them to wear those things. They look good though. I have to say, I get a tad jealous, but then I know I'm falling into that group of women and girls who think that is the standard of beauty, but it isn't. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1YUyQCU0vI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VrXOcSqaej8/s1600-h/fashionshowjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1YUyQCU0vI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VrXOcSqaej8/s200/fashionshowjpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140318878220735218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the were BORN LOOKING LIKE THAT! Well, not at first, but it was in their genetic make-up for those bodies and along with eating a carrot and 3 times their weight in water for their dinner, they achieve that look. Yes, they are beautiful, and yes, I'd like to have their bodies, but they are in a different class altogether, like aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm off to do some things on the internet. See you guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8159732706549524126?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8159732706549524126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8159732706549524126&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8159732706549524126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8159732706549524126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-trees-to-bras-and-underwear.html' title='From trees to bras and underwear'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/R1YTWgCU0tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FUHpdzdQKYg/s72-c/Christmas_Trees.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6307928798256630049</id><published>2007-12-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:13:23.202-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>And a *?%$#%  Merry Christmas to you too</title><content type='html'>I frequently visit &lt;a href="http://www.whyrustalkingme.com/"&gt;why are you stalking me?&lt;/a&gt;  and recently she decided not to blog about work anymore, for whatever reason (though, obviously, she doesn't want to get found out and fired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often blog about work, and finding OTHER work, so I think I will take heed from her and follow in her footsteps.  I won't blog anymore about my job hunt, or how much I hate my job (well, as much anymore) and I will try and be as discreet as possible, just on the off chance I'm found out.  I used my real name to create this blog and I still have stuff out there on the internet under my real name like Fan Fiction (Yes, I'm a geek, what of it!??!) and much, mucy Buffy related obsessions, including my website, which I can't edit because I don't remember my password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this my last post into the world of my circus, er, office craziness.  Today a secretary got fired after being there about three weeks for making some racially motivated remarks. She's white and said something about black folks, and one of the girls got mad and told the office manager. She made ANOTHER COMMENT IN THE SAME DAY! and by 4:45 pm she was gone, not without a scene either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost spit on the floor on the way out, almost taking our glass doors with her.  Our office is never without insanity.  I have to say it was actually a pretty good day. It went by fast and I spend most, if not all, of the day gossiping, laughing, talking  and joking. Yes, work actually got done in there too, but all in all it was a great Friday. (not to self: keep this up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to my upcoming days off. Can't wait!  I'm so tired now and am now updating my ipod, I'm so sick of those same songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought &lt;u&gt;I Am Legend by Richard Matheson&lt;/u&gt;.  I was supposed to read this years ago, I mean something like 3 or 4 years ago and I can't remember if I couldn't find the book or was just too cheap to buy it. Actually, I don't remember finding it.   At any rate, I'm sorta pissed that there is a movie now and now I'm reading the book. I didn't want to be one of "those" people who run out and buy the companion book to the movie, but alas I am. Hmph! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is something like 12:08 a.m. here and today wore me out.  I will see you guys sometime this weekend, I'll drop by and poke my head in. Hope you're all doing well. Oh, and if you're wondering about the blog title, it was something the lady who was fired today probably would have said. I can't believe that happend, and right before Christmas. Man. *shakes head* Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go now. Getting tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6307928798256630049?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6307928798256630049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6307928798256630049&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6307928798256630049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6307928798256630049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-merry-christmas-to-you-too.html' title='And a *?%$#%  Merry Christmas to you too'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4422470221594405776</id><published>2007-11-25T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T09:04:19.861-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I didn't mean to be gone for so long. I was so hung up on getting time off from work and shopping and paying bills I just didn't fit in time for blogging, and I'm really sorry I didn't stop by on Thursday the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; to wish everyone a wonderful Thanksgiving. So, HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful time off, relaxed, slept, shopped and watched TV. Oh, and I ate too.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out on Black Friday, though not as early as I did last year. With the exception of a couple of things, I was able to get everything I set out for, which was good because I was glad I didn't need to get out at 5am. I let the house at about 7:15am so that was good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DVD's&lt;/span&gt; but I bought some pajamas, and some stuff for the house too. All in all it was a great day.  So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;approximately  $161.47 in debt  I now have added to my enormous pile of bills. But I still enjoyed the day. Now, if I can actually pay my  bills on time and stop spending hundreds on late fees. God, this is my third one this month, am I an idiot or what?  DON'T ANSWER THAT!  ahem, moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoyed their time off and together, I'm going to stop by and check on you guys, it's been too long!  Man, it will soon be December. The Christmas rush is here!  I don't know if I'll blog during the week, but see you next weekend. Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4422470221594405776?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4422470221594405776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4422470221594405776&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4422470221594405776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4422470221594405776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4037361129655471432</id><published>2007-11-04T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T09:54:05.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>On and on...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's November! NOVEMBER! I'm actually happy, I don't have any more time off and look forward to the holiday. I'm still  job hunting and went to a temp agency that was a waste of 3 hours. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Firefox is slow as hell this will be brief.  I can't wait until Thanksgiving and Christmas, I'm planning my activities now. I need a break!  I hope everyone had a nice (scary!) Halloween. I bought so much candy and we got 4 groups of trick-or-treaters. Ug, I don't think kids go out anymore in my neighborhood. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to shower and watch some of my many Netflix movies.  God Bless Netflix!  Heh, see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4037361129655471432?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4037361129655471432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4037361129655471432&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4037361129655471432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4037361129655471432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-and-on.html' title='On and on...'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6851354247141020814</id><published>2007-10-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:46:30.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>BOO!</title><content type='html'>I've been sooooo tired. And it's 1:30 a.m.  and I'm still awake. Hmmm, I wonder if that has something to do with me being tired. Heh. I just wanted to poke my head in and say hi.  My last resort in my job hunt was temp agencies and I've heard back from 2, I'm going to keep my fingers crossed they do a good job in helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Secretary that was hired at my job on MONDAY was fired today. Yes, she was there a week. I feel bad. I chatted with her yesterday and she didn't sound too good, she seemed like she struggled from day one. In a way it's probably a relief to not have to worry about the responsibilty anymore.  I hate this place, they want people to come in knowing all this stuff so fast. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must get some sleep now.  Has anyone decorated for Halloween? Bought any candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question for my 2 readers: (heh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Who do you want to be for Halloween and what's your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14174560-6851354247141020814?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6851354247141020814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6851354247141020814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6851354247141020814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6851354247141020814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/10/boo.html' title='BOO!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8268044680349039439</id><published>2007-10-16T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:16:54.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Return of the Living Dead</title><content type='html'>Helloooooo out there! Is anyone still around?  I think my regular blog buddies went down from about 15 to 2. LOL, that's okay, I still love those 2. I'm tired, and always late to blog so this will be a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a job interview today, but it was with the HR rep and while it went well, she's gonna have to send my resume along and the firm will decide if they want to contact me for an interview. It's another law firm. Ugh, and I'm sure much more work, but I do think they will pay well for your efforts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a few people call me, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed for something.  I hope you are all okay. Even when I'm MIA I still peek at your blogs, even thought sometimes I don't comment, or  can't comments (stupid Google password)   I will see you guys soon, Happy Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/halloween/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/halloween/glittergraphics/halloweenglitters5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8268044680349039439?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8268044680349039439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8268044680349039439&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8268044680349039439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8268044680349039439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/10/return-of-living-dead.html' title='Return of the Living Dead'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1101634021357409405</id><published>2007-09-26T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:22:34.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Just Poppin' In</title><content type='html'>For my three blog readers, I've been MIA because I have been &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGGRESSIVELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tackling the job search market. Seriously, I'm looking like I don't already have a job. I want OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably pop back in during the weekend, but I've been really tired and a bit depressed, so I'll get back when I can. I hope everyone is okay. Enjoy the upcoming weekend. See you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1101634021357409405?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1101634021357409405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1101634021357409405&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1101634021357409405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1101634021357409405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-poppin-in.html' title='Just Poppin&apos; In'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3440383967647026608</id><published>2007-09-17T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:26:03.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prison break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Prison = Hell</title><content type='html'>It's baaaaaaaaack!  Anyone watching Prison Break? It's INSANE!  But man, do Michael, Mahone and Linc looks.  *thud* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/11605323570823145.bmp"  &gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Sucre&lt;/b&gt;, You are Sucre, not a bad criminal, and only has done crime for someone. And only steal's whats needed. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sara Tancredi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='72' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;72%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sucre&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='72' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;72%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Michael Scofield&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Tweener&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='56' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;56%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Westmoreland(D.B Cooper))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='55' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;55%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;T-bag&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Haywire&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;C-note&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='28' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;28%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Agent Mahone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='22' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;22%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Lincoln Burrows&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='0' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=86599N'&gt;Prison Break-  Which character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3440383967647026608?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3440383967647026608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3440383967647026608&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3440383967647026608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3440383967647026608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/09/prison-hell.html' title='Prison = Hell'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-3344033767349528753</id><published>2007-09-16T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:01:13.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTFO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>My life sucks, how's yours?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I may be a tad pessimistic with my blog title (well, maybe not), but I'm trying to remember that I have decided not to let work bother me because I have started up my new Operation, much like the operation of a good friend &lt;a href="http://mysecretennui.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ennui&lt;/a&gt;  and her  task of  graduating from Grad School  titled  &lt;a href="http://mysecretennui.blogspot.com/search/label/OGOOD"&gt;OGOOD&lt;/a&gt;   "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;peration  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ettin'  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;f &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;odge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is slightly different and a lot more vulgar, titled  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;GTFO&lt;/span&gt;  "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;et &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;uck &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut"  I have made one mistake too many there and now the lawyers want to review their work. This is not only demeaning,  but a pain in the ass and I have decided that the pay and the position is not worth the stress and bleakness I feel when I walk in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "reviewing" may go on indefinitely and I just don't care enough to stick around anymore to find out. I'm shooting to be gone by Christmas, but at the very least I WANT to be gone by the end of Jan '08.  I officially and absolutely want &lt;u&gt;OUT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there with me. This may just be Mission Impossible. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In TV news I'm waiting for several of my fav shows to come back, but not waiting on many new ones. I'll see which new ones I want to watch later. But now I'm eager to see these return:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Lost (Not until Feb!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prison Break (WTF is going on?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see how this new TV season goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-3344033767349528753?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/3344033767349528753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=3344033767349528753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3344033767349528753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/3344033767349528753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-life-sucks-hows-yours.html' title='My life sucks, how&apos;s yours?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8522304106851573842</id><published>2007-09-13T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T19:09:30.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Let the job search commence</title><content type='html'>Some shit went down at work and one of the attorney's is gunning for me. Nothing new, actually, but seriously. I am getting the hell outta there. I'm surprised I lasted this long. I hope to be by the end of January of next year. I will keep my fingers crossed. I do NOT want to be there this time in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready for the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no plans for the weekend. I leave early on Monday for a doctor's appointment and I'm going to take this weekend and that early day to work on my resume and get my fax machine working. Yep, but get on that road to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GTFO&lt;/span&gt; officially titled &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;et &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;uck &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously starting to work on my book again. If I ever get published, then I can die happy. But, damn! Can I even get a fucking manuscript written yet? I'm working on it. I need to seriously sit in a quite place, think, organize and write. I can't go down that road of begin to write, get lost, go off on a tangent and end up not finishing anything. It's too hard to start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all the news I have for now. I have been faithfully buying and reading Season 8 Comic of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I'm enjoying it. I think it is giving me inspiration to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned today that the Harry Potter Movies have grosed $4.5 billion dollars, more than ALL SIX star wars movies! and 22 James Bonds making it the highest grossing movie franchise ever. HOLY SHIT!  I'd kill the Pope to be J.K. Rowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy your weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8522304106851573842?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8522304106851573842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8522304106851573842&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8522304106851573842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8522304106851573842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/09/let-job-search-commence.html' title='Let the job search commence'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-8332898621244577943</id><published>2007-09-08T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:16:45.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resident evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RE5'/><title type='text'>Resident Evil is Coming</title><content type='html'>Anyone who reads my blog on an fairly decent basis knows I'm a gamer. Probably will be in my 80's. Heh. I can't want for the next Resident Evil game, Resident Evil 5, to come out. CANNOT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this quiz in my spare moments. Won't mean anything to you, but had to give out some RE love. ;)  Hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/111583580512.gif"  &gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Claire Redfield&lt;/b&gt;, Excelling in self-confidence and determination, Claire is deceivingly innocent looking. Yet she comes equipped with survival instincts and a few underground talents like lock picking. She has a strong bond to her brother and is has been greatly concerned for his sudden disappearance. Claire doesn't know what her limits are in daring to find the truth. Nor does she know if she has such limits. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Claire Redfield&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Leon Scott Kennedy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Carlos Olivera&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;HUNK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Jill Valentine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Billy Cohen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Chris Redfield&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='42' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Albert Wesker&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='42' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Barry Burton&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Ada Wong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Rebecca Chambers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='17' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=5956N'&gt;Which Resident Evil Character Are You??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-8332898621244577943?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/8332898621244577943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=8332898621244577943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8332898621244577943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/8332898621244577943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/09/resident-evil-is-coming.html' title='Resident Evil is Coming'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2754785742982005020</id><published>2007-09-02T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:18:39.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSI: the experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><title type='text'>That's Forensic Expert to you</title><content type='html'>My sister and I went to the Museum of Science and Industry here in Chicago to the &lt;a href="http://www.csitheexperience.org/"&gt;CSI: The Experience&lt;/a&gt; exhibit on Saturday. It was Awesome! I loved it. However, there is always some drama with us and museum exhibits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember &lt;a href="http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/04/whew.html"&gt; the last time we went to the Museum&lt;/a&gt; then this is no different.  I always get emails about stuff going on at the Museum. So, I get one on Friday to let me know that the CSI exhibit is this last weekend. Ack! I wanted to so, so I head over the website and see that there are still a  nice amount of tickets left. But, because of no refunds I had to make sure my sister could go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left her cell at home so I couldn't ask her until I saw her that night. She said sure, and I head to the internet to buy tickets. (no) Surprise! The tickets are almost sold out except for one ticket (there are timed entries) at 10am and 10:30 a.m. So, I freak for a moment wondering about the next time 3pm and decide that's too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to buy both the 10 and 10:30 am tickets and the one who goes first will wait around inside for the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we get there early and we both have to go the bathroom. Alas, instead of going to the bathroom like normal people, we go to some "World of Tomorrow" exhibit and end up heading over for my time at 10 am. The lady taking the tickets said my sister could try and go in too even though she had a different time, and if they said no she'd just have to wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get in line and she gets out because she has to pee so bad. Arg! So, I go on in but what you do is you a card with your specific crime scene (1, 2, or 3) I get #1 and go in, so I try to call her on her cell, about 98 times to tell her that I got crime scene 1 and to get that one so we'd be on the same case. She never answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check out the crime scene, fill out my card and move on to another area where you get to look at photo's of the crime scene again before moving into the interactive area. I mill around there for 30 minutes waiting for her, and she FINALLY shows up and thank god she has crime scene #1 too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before all that I had a panic that I'd bought child tickets. See, if you buy online they were $19 including Museum admission. At the Museum they were $25. So, when I saw the ticket booth Adults $25 Children $19, I freaked out--until we asked these three nice ladies about their tickets and they had $19 also. Whew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we had a great time, but man, I hate that drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we also solved the crime. Grissom (on interactive touch screen) congratulated us. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2754785742982005020?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2754785742982005020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2754785742982005020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2754785742982005020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2754785742982005020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/09/thats-forensic-expert-to-you.html' title='That&apos;s Forensic Expert to you'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6412160528451235017</id><published>2007-08-29T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:01:58.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Stuffed Weekend</title><content type='html'>I have so much crap to do this weekend--and none of it is fun! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to clean out the refrigerator, clean up the house in general, download some stuff on the internet, look into buying some desperately needed computer space (as in a flash drive), save and re-install The Sims (yeah, I'm playing again. Dorky, I know), buy an oven, call around and try and get some letter that the IRS is looking for, make sure bills are paid, do laundry and then finally, MAYBE, I can sleep, eat and watch TV in there somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make the most out of our Holiday weekend (no work Monday) so I'm trying to plan things out now, but I also want to just sit and do nothing too. Looking at the above list, that's not going to happen. Though, I do plan on doing the bulk of the work on Saturday. I plan on getting up early and just hitting the list. Whoo hoo! (we'll see what happens Saturday, heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't post again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until &lt;/span&gt;Saturday, so I want everyone to have a nice rest of your week and an eventful (or uneventful) weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6412160528451235017?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6412160528451235017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6412160528451235017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6412160528451235017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6412160528451235017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/08/stuffed-weekend.html' title='Stuffed Weekend'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-2689932562028376318</id><published>2007-08-25T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T19:04:34.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Ahh, to be rich</title><content type='html'>I am in a financial hell hole this month. There are a kazillion repairs that need to be done at the house starting with the roof (leaking) and moving onto the toilet, the sink, and the oven (need a new one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was an idiot and missed the payment date on two credit cards (late fee). So, I'm just an all around poor dumbass this month.  I was thinking of how it would be so lovely to just call up Mr. Fix-it when anything went wrong. To have the money to get anything fixed whether it was $10 or $10,000 would be great. I am resigned that I will forever be in debt. I think that's better than holding onto the idea that I will one day be debt free. Nope, never gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library today and I haven't been in over a year. I missed the library! My old dorky, geeky self actually said I missed the library. I love the library, I love books. I checked a couple. Now, if I only read them. Hmmm, that seems like a good idea to do with books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister also saw about 100 ladies from the &lt;a href="http://www.redhatsociety.com/"&gt;Red Hat Society&lt;/a&gt;. They were everywhere. Maybe you might spot some in your town. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all the news that's fit to print. It's been raining like crazy, and now we're going back up into the 90's next week. Man, will this weather ever regulate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy what's left of your weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-2689932562028376318?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/2689932562028376318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=2689932562028376318&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2689932562028376318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/2689932562028376318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahh-to-be-rich.html' title='Ahh, to be rich'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-7594980742556634484</id><published>2007-08-19T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:11:05.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toenail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Monday Again?</title><content type='html'>The weekend is gone. It went by in a flash, but at least I did accomplish the cleaning of my bedroom and some slight organization. I am not looking forward to the work week. I need another vacation...bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a bit of a panic. I have a problem with my big toes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: YOU MIGHT NOT LIKE TO HEAR THE NEXT PART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be a toenail fungus--or maybe an ingrown toe nail. Actually, I don't know what is going on. I cancelled a recent doctor's appointment and got another one but it's all the way in September and I'm hoping that won't be too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toenail on my big toe looks like it's gradually working itself away from the nail bed and is also (or either) curving in a way that looks like it's growing into my toe. Grossed out? I know I am. I put some Tea Tree oil on it and I hope that will help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to creep you out, I'm creeped out myself. It was hurting this morning, but now the pain is gone. I think it might be due to too tight shoes. I don't know how this can correct itself. I'm hoping to get a referral to a Podiatrist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is all I need for Monday.  You know, when I look at episoes of "Lost" I  I'd rather take my chances on The Island (even more if Jack and Sawyer are there) than go to work. That's right. I'd rather be lost on an Island--with creatures and The Others than go to my job. That's saying something, ain't it? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm on this subject, for my two readers now (where is everybody?)  Tell me what TV situation you'd rather live other than your current situation (if you'd like to get out of that situation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, it'll be fun. I promise!    ;)  Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-7594980742556634484?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/7594980742556634484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=7594980742556634484&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7594980742556634484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/7594980742556634484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-again.html' title='Monday Again?'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-415930368952121026</id><published>2007-08-16T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:55.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Frankie Says Relax!</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to a lot of 80's songs on my ipod, Pat Benatar, Cyndi Lauper and INXS to name a few. Frankie Goes to Hollywood is another and right now all I can think of is RELAXING! like Frankie says. LOL, I'm so tired this week. I plan on holing up this weekend, watching my Netflix movies and cleaning up the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also plan on finishing up Angel Season 3 on DVD. I'm re-watching the show. It's after 9pm so you know I'm an old lady, time for me to get ready for bed. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/RsUILJoGYOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SErwYj1r3GE/s1600-h/WrenSite_DancingSnoopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/RsUILJoGYOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SErwYj1r3GE/s200/WrenSite_DancingSnoopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099491140722647266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;THE WEEKEND IS COMING! THE WEEKEND IS COMING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sleeping in is the next best thing beside eating. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-415930368952121026?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/415930368952121026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=415930368952121026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/415930368952121026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/415930368952121026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/08/frankie-says-relax.html' title='Frankie Says Relax!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/RsUILJoGYOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SErwYj1r3GE/s72-c/WrenSite_DancingSnoopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-6258028852615666909</id><published>2007-08-13T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:55.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so you think you can dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Writers Write, dammit</title><content type='html'>I had a post some time ago about buckling down and writing. I have yet to do that. But I have been thinking about it, honest! Basically I am going to do like Joss Whedon, the genius behind my beloved Buffy and plot out my entire book, like he does for an entire season of BtVS. I am going to get a notebook and create my characters, create the plot,enemies, people I'm going to kill, the highs, the lows and finally the ending. I'm going to do this because without it I will do what I have been doing for years, go off on a tanget, start changing things and never get anything finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have dreams about changing the world with my book like Ms. J.K. Rowling and don't know where to start. Hmm, to do what hasn't been done before--or a fresh twist on something knew. Wow, that's hard! LOL. Brain? start grinding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a dancing note, I'm happy that Danny, Neil and Lacey made it into the finals on "So You Think You Can Dance" If I had my way, I'd make them all winners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a weather note, it finally cooled down here. Yea! I thought I was going to melt a couple of days ago. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note our stove went kerplooey and we need a new one. I really don't need this unexpected expense, but I'm glad I found some pretty affordable ovens. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/RsEgeQEqwMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pv8koU_W7LM/s1600-h/longwayhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/RsEgeQEqwMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pv8koU_W7LM/s320/longwayhome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098391957242822850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, on another Buffy note, I have been looking for the first issue in the Buffy, the Vampire Slayer Season Eight comic, and have been scared to see it online for up to $100. It's the first issue and it's hard to find now and people are cashing in. I did however find it in a comic book store downtown and they will hold it for me. Now I won't have to pay the pricey shipping on a site I finally found it on. Perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-6258028852615666909?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/6258028852615666909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=6258028852615666909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6258028852615666909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/6258028852615666909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/08/writers-write-dammit.html' title='Writers Write, dammit'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/RsEgeQEqwMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pv8koU_W7LM/s72-c/longwayhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-1115531854278338251</id><published>2007-08-05T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T14:53:43.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slayathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>BUFFY AND ANGEL FANS UNITED!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to a "Buffy Marathon" for charity. It was for the Make a Wish foundation for a little girl who has a cancerous brain tumor. IT WAS THE BEST TIME EVER! Ahhh, to be surrounded by other Buffyphites and converse  and just be our geeky, over-buffyzelous selves. Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did was watch Buffy and Angel episodes, play Buffy related games and participate in auctions on Buffy related merchandise. There was a Buffy trivia game, (you played games according to a lighted bracelet you got when you came in) This girl, a sister, I have to add, won and got the Buffy Library as a prize. What an AWESOME prize. I wanted it. I dragged my sister and along with two other black girls (including the one who one the trivia game) we were the only 4 black people there. LOL, but it was nice that I'm not the only black obsessive Buffy fan. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was food, two buffets throughout the event and you could order food and have them bring it to your table, soft drinks included. So many people came, it was awesome. A lot of people came ready for the day, you could sit at tables or camp out on the floor. There were plenty of people laid out on the floor with pillows, blankets, sleeping bags and other goodies. We took off our shoes and relaxed. It was so great to be among other Buffy fans, it was great. Did I say that already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post the pictures I have. The link to the website is &lt;a href="http://slayathon.org"&gt;slayathon.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won an auction on a "Demon Giles" $27. There was a live auction with some very cool stuff, but only about three people were bidding big, well up to $150. Most stuff went for between $30 and $50 and the lady that was helping run it was getting visably frustrated that no one was bidding or bidding hight. I don't think many people came there to spend THAT much money. I gave a $20 donation any my sister gave $10. This guy in front of us gave $50 or $60, but I gave what I could afford. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, it was the best Saturday I had this year. I plan on being there next year. There were some adults there that were waaaaaaay nerdy. But I'll still hang out with Buffy fans any day, overly geeky or not. They're my people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your week guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-1115531854278338251?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/1115531854278338251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=1115531854278338251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1115531854278338251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/1115531854278338251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/08/buffy-and-angel-fans-united.html' title='BUFFY AND ANGEL FANS UNITED!'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-4086374898721334292</id><published>2007-07-31T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:55.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air conditioner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><title type='text'>Today's Temp: 240°</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq_8TAEqwLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GXYCao9sEQE/s1600-h/istockphoto_1169630_hot_and_tired_fox_squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq_8TAEqwLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GXYCao9sEQE/s320/istockphoto_1169630_hot_and_tired_fox_squirrel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093567106946613426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this Squirrel. It's about 500° in my bedroom. I think I might have to buy an air conditioner. If I haven't melted, I'll be around to post this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must. Find. Water. Dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-4086374898721334292?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/4086374898721334292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=4086374898721334292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4086374898721334292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/4086374898721334292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/07/todays-temp-240.html' title='Today&apos;s Temp: 240°'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq_8TAEqwLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GXYCao9sEQE/s72-c/istockphoto_1169630_hot_and_tired_fox_squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14174560.post-5847133874304108157</id><published>2007-07-29T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:56.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Harry the Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq0zOAEqwII/AAAAAAAAAFY/AyPJgQGNEjQ/s1600-h/Harry+Potter+and+the+Deathly+Hallows+spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq0zOAEqwII/AAAAAAAAAFY/AyPJgQGNEjQ/s400/Harry+Potter+and+the+Deathly+Hallows+spread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092783069256663170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried as I might to escape the H.P Madness I couldn't---even at work. There were attorney's carrying the book around! The only reason I'm posting about Harry Potter is because I had serious, almost depressing thoughts about J.K. Rowling and how she single handedly took over the world. There were people scrambling for this book in Tel Aviv for God's sake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to be a Welfare Mom and is now a household name, richer than dirt, and has 10-year-olds and 45-year-olds alike reading the same book -- and not getting enough! She has kids carrying aorund a 700+ page novel and eagerly doing so. All because of a Wizard named Harry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq03qgEqwKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T5TmcIkMYsM/s1600-h/circle_gold_white.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq03qgEqwKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T5TmcIkMYsM/s200/circle_gold_white.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092787956929446050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started thinking about how I wish I had created Harry, or better yet, &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; character (of my own orgin) that would make people cry if they couldn't get a copy of it, that made people pre-order copies, talk incessantly about characters, get depressed about the end of the series or anticipate the next installment with the passion of parents awaiting their first born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not read the books, but I will now. I have too. I have to know the writing of someone who has captivated children and adults alike. I can only dream of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and come up with a character even a third as thrilling and enjoyable as Harry or even Ron and Hermoine. Oh well. I must keep writing and I must find that character (and story and plot) for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day.  *sigh* Some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14174560-5847133874304108157?l=mustbetuesday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/feeds/5847133874304108157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14174560&amp;postID=5847133874304108157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5847133874304108157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14174560/posts/default/5847133874304108157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mustbetuesday.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-great.html' title='Harry the Great'/><author><name>Gunngirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17651095260383123801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/SnPCcWlXStI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TL__rsE41w/S220/mj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAnZEk673Zg/Rq0zOAEqwII/AAAAAAAAAFY/AyPJgQGNEjQ/s72-c/Harry+Potter+and+the+Deathly+Hallows+spread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
