<?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-5140986967917439401</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:25:11.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-6395915793859516803</id><published>2010-08-07T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T18:46:19.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#15</title><content type='html'>Ok so. first off i have to say that hellaluah i am feeling better. i got super sick last weekend (it had to be the long weekend of course) and spent the better part of my four day weekend on the couch with kleenex stuck up my nose. not pretty. but on wednesday this week i started feeling better and today it's officail - i am better. aside from the fact my nose is still super runny, i feel great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok so here's a good story for you - last weekend, despite being sick, i decided to go out with some friends on saturday night. i drugged myself up with cough medicine and we went...wedding crashing! for real. it's always been a dream of mine to actually do it, and lucky i had three great friends (who will remain nameless in order to protect their safety) to do it with! I mean i've "crashed" a wedding before, but never like this. the only other time i did it was when i was at a friends wedding at the fort garry and the wedding was kinda a downer, so i jumped across the hall to the other one and ended up doing shots with the bride at the bar. soo fun. But this was the first time i went without being invited to ANY wedding at the fort garry. so anyways, we all got dressed up and headed out with our stories in check - we were from another wedding that sucked, so we decided to hop around and see what was happening at the other weddings. so far so good. the only problem was that we apparently looked too good. huh? there is such a thing? that's what one of the party guests told us. he was like, where are you guys from? you look to good to be from his wedding. like seriously, people would not leave us alone. everybody knew we didn't belong. now am i being crazy, but many times when i go to a wedding, i wouldn't have a clue if the person next to me at the bar is from my wedding or not. but these people totally suspected something! it was wild. but we met one bride (who was clearly drunk) who didn't care at all and loved that we thought her wedding rocked. My friends even got pictures with the bride and groom and one of them signed the guest book. too. much. fun. it of course had to end though when the groom kicked us out because he didn't want us drinking his booze on the house. we later figured out that the other wedding across the hall was cash bar and we we probably not the only people comming to the open bar. if only he could have been as drunk as his bride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i just finished the final coat on my secretary's desk. looks hot. i wasn't thinking though and bought a flat finish paint, even though i know you have to have a semi-gloss when you're painting furniture...geez what a dummy. it'll look killer anyways though. i'll have to post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i discovered my new favorite pastime. i started going for runs again and have found the best place to do it - frasier's grove. that way i can look at all the houses when i'm running. it's is so beautiful, im so excited. however..last night i discovered something even better! i made some coffee, put it in a travel cup and when for a nice long walk down to frasier's grove. This way, by walking i can really get a full view of the houses because im going at such a slower pace. and so i've been making a list of my favorite houese on each street. it's kinda become like a game now, and every night the one i thought was my favorite from the night before suddenly isn't my favorite, but i now have a new one...and so on and so on. so if you see some crazy chick with a coffee cup in her hand looking creepily at the houses on dunrobin, or helmsdale, or linden...that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-6395915793859516803?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/6395915793859516803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=6395915793859516803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/6395915793859516803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/6395915793859516803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2010/08/15.html' title='#15'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-6010281291093534138</id><published>2010-07-19T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:36:28.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 14</title><content type='html'>Alright. so yes i have been a tad bit un-faithful to my readers...all two of them. my last post was almost a year ago, and thanks to the urging of a good friend, i have been inspired to keep up on what's been going on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i have moved into my beautiful house. in fact in september it will mark my one year aniversary. and many things have changed since i moved. the biggest one is my cat sammie. a great love of my life. i bought sammie from the humane society on a whim - i had a mouse in my house and it was either buy a cat or sell. i had no other options. i was honestly ready to sell. anyways, i ended up moving into my parent's house for about 3 weeks while my brother-in-law and i tried to catch this damn rodent. we eventually caught him and went through the whole house and tried our best to mouse-prof it for this comming fall. since i've had sammie i haven't had a mouse yet and i've been less careful (dishes sit in the sink with food in them and i don't clean on top of my stove as much as i used to), and so far i've been pretty lucky. knock on wood. and sammie is the icing on the cake. i am not a cat person, i can't stress that enough, but darn it that little guy is so damn cute i just want to eat him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a crazy story for you about my mouse-capades. Ok so i saw the mouse on monday morning, when i got to my parents (i drop my dog off there everymorning for doggy day care), i told my dad. he was like, so go by some traps. thanks for understanding dad. anyways, my mom calls me at work at says i can stay at their house untill it is caught. at least one of them understands the hell my life was in at the point. so i go and by some traps that night, the sticky kind because the other kinds i dont particulary enjoy cleaning up after. so i set some up and wait a few days...nothing. so i have now decided that im going to outsmart this thing - i set up a huge piece of cheese in the kitchen and surround the cheese completly with the sticky traps. there are 7 sticky traps in a circle around the cheese - this way the mouse has to step on the traps to get to the cheese. a few days later i head over there to check on the progress. here is the interesting part - the sticky traps have been pused aside and the chesse is gone. like seriously? how smart is this thing? so anyways, im hyperventalating because this mouse is nuts, and i decide to go and buy some snap traps. after i re-gain my ability to breath, i notice something strange...there are only 6 sticky traps by where the cheese was. one is missing. i thought the mouse pushed then apart, but instead he took one with him somewhere. im freaking out now. i rush out of the house and call my sister hysterically. so her and my brother -in-law offer to come over later and help set up the snap traps. two days later - we got him. dead. thank heavens. the strange part - i never found the missing sticky trap. my sister thinks i might have had two mice and one got stuck on it, but where would it have gone? and i would have smelt it decaying....creepy right? totally. and to this day i still have not found the sticky trap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has been happening since then? besides work, my life is pretty boring. nothing super huge or exciting has been happening that i can think of, but now that im going to keep up on this blog there should be some great stories that happen during the week to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, quick question -  is it wrong to be obsessed with someone im stalking on facebook? i've meet him a few times, but i have become a hard-core stalker...even stalking his sisters. it's sad. i hope it will progress into more so i will have some stuff to talk about on here besides what his facebook status told me he's doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok well that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-6010281291093534138?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/6010281291093534138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=6010281291093534138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/6010281291093534138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/6010281291093534138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2010/07/14.html' title='# 14'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-1669716194702988705</id><published>2009-08-05T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:59:28.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 13</title><content type='html'>Well hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it has been quite some time since the last time i wrote anything, and i have a few minutes at lunch to fill you all in with what's been going on since my last blog. For starters, i bought a new car, i went with the bug...it's so me it's crazy. i love it. and my dad went out and bought me a plastic flower for it, he's so sweet. he said he was sitting in vancouver having coffee with my mom and there was a bug parked outside that had a flower in it. and he decided that mine needed on too. Now when i first bought my car i didn't think i would do the whole flower thing because i thought it was really dumb. but my dad dragged my mom out to a flower store and picked out a pretty good one so now i drive around with my flower. and dad did well - he bought a HUGE flower cause he knows i like everything to be really oversized. he's great.&lt;br /&gt; Secondly (and most importantly) i bought a house!!! after looking for four months, and getting outbid one a few i finally found THE ONE! i walked through it during an open house and litterly laughed when i got there...i was like, this is so unbelievably me it's not even funny. And the crazy part is that when i went to put an offer in, i was the only bidder! like when does that happen in this market?? so crazy. Anyways, it's in good old East Kildonan and it only 8 minutes away from my parents house so when i drop my dog off there for doggie care during the days it's not super far. im pretty pumped about that. it is so perfect and i take posession on sept 15th. i can't wait. love it. The only problem is my office is moving in october to the airport. not joke, the airport. it is litterly in our backyard. I'll be happy for the extra space for everyone, but come on, it's soo far!&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, that is all for now, i will post pics on facebook later of the before and after of my house...my furniture is going to blow that house away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-1669716194702988705?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/1669716194702988705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=1669716194702988705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/1669716194702988705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/1669716194702988705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2009/08/13.html' title='# 13'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-8495771424165614620</id><published>2009-03-04T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:27:56.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 12</title><content type='html'>hello again. so i am back in winnipeg...sigh. cancun was probably one of the best trips i have ever been on. i would say the best part was getting to hang out with mel, get drunk, watch the beautiful men who worked by the pool, and just plan relax, all the while sitting in the sun. and for those of you who were wondering, yes i did indeed get a tan. however, it was a tan for my skin...which means i still looked ghostly pale, but i do actually have tan lines. so yuppie for me. at least when im 80 i won't have crazy wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get home late on saturday night, and i crashed into my bed and slept pretty much all day sunday. then monday it was back at work. then monday night i had to cram for an exam i had to take on tuesday morning. well..i ended up studying for about 30 mintues, then watched the bachelor and the city, then went to bed. of course i planned on waking up early tuesday morning to study, but i slept in. but the exam went pretty well i thought, i guess i'll know more when i get the results in. but like seriously...it's my last class before i graduated. i could care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, so i have a plumber comming on thursday (tommorow) to fix my toilet which has been broken for about 6 months or so, and i need to clean my room like yesterday. it's honestly really gross. i can't remember the last time i vacummed. or dusted. so anyways, i was like, wednesday night for sure i'll clean it. but then i forgot that im babysitting my nieces and newphew tonight. hahaha. great. so now i don't know when on earth im going to have time to clean up. then my dad tells me that he's re-doing the whole basement starting like this week, and the guy who he's hiring to rip it apart is comming to look at it tonight! so...my room is really gross and im quite embarrased about it. and when they are re-doing the basement that means i have to move up to one of the bedrooms upstairs, and the only one my mom will let my dog live in is the tinest one. and i have alot of stuff. so that's something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also im in the market for a house. i've been looking, but i think im going to wait untill after the summer. not the best time, but my parents say i need to wait untill after cabin season b/c in the summer they are gone from thursday night to monday night and they need me to still be living there so i can watch the house. isn't that nice. forget my plans to move out in spring. i guess i'll be moving out in the fall. oh well, at least this way i can buy a new car and have it paid off before i move. on that note, im still confused as to which one to buy...i think it's between a vw bug or a honda element. the element is more practical, but it's also alot bigger, and i don't do well in big vechicles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-8495771424165614620?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/8495771424165614620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=8495771424165614620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8495771424165614620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8495771424165614620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2009/03/12.html' title='# 12'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-8080186146160496000</id><published>2009-02-19T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:59:20.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>ok.so. i am leaving for mexico in 2 sleeps. and i haven't packed yet, haven't even started to attempt to, haven't done any laundry, haven't cleaned the house from top to bottom, and haven't worked out in a good week and 1/2. yup. and my ridiculously pale skin is making me lement the fact that i wanted to save money and not tan. and when i tried my black bathing suit on yesterday, my skin was glowing. as in when the sun hits the snow in winter and the snow hurts the eyes cause it's soo damn bright. yup. that is what my skin looks like. im afraid planes will start to land on the beach in cancun because they will catch a glimps of me. but what can you do right?&lt;br /&gt; also im going to be flying alone which is never fun, and i couldn't get a direct flight of course because they are too damn expensive, so instead im stopping off in minnapolis, which is alright except i hate layovers, and i have to pick up my bag from baggage claim and then put it on a different trolly which will then escort my luggage to my cancun connecting flight. so basically if i screw this up, i will be in cancun but my luggage will not. yup.&lt;br /&gt; but on the plus side i am very excited to sit on the beach all day and drink. this vacation is MUCH needed! however, i have a mid-term on the 3rd when i get back, so sometime during my lazing around in mexico i need to find time to study 6 chapters when i just bought the text book yesterday. smart kristen, very smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-8080186146160496000?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/8080186146160496000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=8080186146160496000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8080186146160496000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8080186146160496000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2009/02/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-5739656177931638112</id><published>2009-02-13T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:39:02.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. so it has been awhile, once again since the last entry. and i have moved up to the front office at work, and therefore have lots of time and computer access on my hands, so i think or should hope anyways, that the entrys will become more of a regular thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time i wrote was just after the new year. me and mel went out to the bar with some friends, got kinda drunk, danced up a storm, and then i sent her on her way. well actually she left on a plane, but same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also around this time, i started dating this guy. my brother-in-law works with him and thought we'd hit it off. so it was my first blind date, and i was pretty nervous, but it turned out ok. and then we went out a second time right before new years. we played pool and he won one game, and i won one, so i bet him that the loser of the next game has to pay for dinner. and he ended up losing, wither on purpose or not i can't say - he sunk the eight ball. now he plays in a pool league so i assumed he knew what he was doing, but it was a wild shot so..anyways, regardless, he ended up buying dinner. which was great. the only thing better then dinner is free dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to see a moose game later on in the week. i also gave him a test - if he texted me on new years, then he was interested. because you see, we had already seen each other the day before new years and exchanged happy new years wishes. so i went out of town with mel for new years, but when i turned my phone back on in the city - there it was. a message from him. he passed the test...or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go to the moose game a few days later and all is good. we're joking and laughing and such. then we are driving home and he's like, "hey, do you want to do something else?" and i say, "ya do you just want to go watch a movie at my place." so we do. and we're sitting on a love seat couch pretty close and yada yada yada, the movie goes on and...he doesn't make a move. i was like, what? ok, maybe he's waiting till he leaves. so the movie's done, and i get up to take it out of the player, and expect him to get up and get ready to leave. but no. he remains seated. so i go back down and sit beside him. ok now i made sure that i was sitting facing him, and the lights are still off, and the moonlight is pooring in through the window, and how could this not be a better setting for some serious action. but no, we just end up talking for another 20 mintues or so, and believe me there was ackward pauses applently and all he had to do was lean over...anyways, as he was leaving he was like, "ok..well...ok..." and i of course said the same thing. and still nothing. and then he left. i was shocked. not to sound cocky or anything, but that has NEVER happened to me. like i mean NEVER. how can somebody just not make a move! so i was wiered out, and that was the last time we went out. we texted a few times, and made concrete plans awhile back, but the dumbass texted me like 2 hours before we were supposto go out and said he was staying in, but really wanted to hang out next weekend. i was like, ha - don't think so. i mean talk about mixed messages! first him seems all into it, then after the movie he's suddenly not? strange stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the moral of this story is, jump a guy right away because at least if it doesn't work out, you get to make-out for alittle while. and let's face it, alittle action never hurt anyone. and then once that is accomplished, you can kick him to the curb. oh snap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-5739656177931638112?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/5739656177931638112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=5739656177931638112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/5739656177931638112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/5739656177931638112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2009/02/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-6400089817760993830</id><published>2009-01-02T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:10:31.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'># 9</title><content type='html'>Alright, so apparently the last time i blogged was back in october of 08. And i can say that now cause it's january of 09. january 2nd that is. So what all has happened in my life since october? well, stay awhile and i shall give you the short version:&lt;br /&gt;  Basically november was spent with my nose in my books, and i finished exams on the 5th of december. so now what does a girl do with a full month off you ask? work full time of course. so i have been folding and washing linen since then, all the gloriousness of it shining through. at least the mouse population is in hibernation, so it's not so bad. And today i am in the front office so i have lots of free time to blog and be bored and stalk on the internet because apparently we are one of the only places open today so nobody has been calling in. phew. and soon i will read my book, that is if i don't fall asleep first.&lt;br /&gt; So mel came back into town a few weeks ago and life has been crazy busy. but SO enjoyable. And christmas was pretty much awesome because my family rocks. on tuesday night (the 23rd), my folks and i are having dinner. so i decided to nag them AGAIN about getting a treadmill. and of course my dad ended up saying that no one was going to use it, and it was too much money, blah blah blah. so i end up getting really mad and told them i was just going to go out and buy it myself if they were too cheap to do it. And then i go into the basement to change and what is sitting there with a bow on it? yup. the treadmill. now don't i feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt; And under the tree was more goodies, like a trip to mexico with mel. soooo pumped. it's gonna be killer. and i got a coffee maker from my brother-in-law which im ridiculously excited for. and of course starbucks coffee. excellent.&lt;br /&gt; And new years was a blast - went to mel's uncle's cabin. snowmobiled for the day, had a fantastic time!&lt;br /&gt; And now that you're all caught up that just leaves tonight and tommorow - me and mel's one last hurrah. a good bye to winnipeg if you will. and because we are saving the best for last, im sure i will have LOTS to blogg about...lol...just you wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-6400089817760993830?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/6400089817760993830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=6400089817760993830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/6400089817760993830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/6400089817760993830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2009/01/9.html' title='# 9'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-5135608149952570911</id><published>2008-10-11T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:42:46.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#8</title><content type='html'>Alright folks, it has been about a month now, so i figure it is time for another sit-down. plus im at work and surprise surprise im super bored. I just read mel's comment on my last blog, and i have to send a shout-out to the pretty girl who i just adore - thanks for being you my dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see...what has happened in the past month? i went to vancouver for the weekend and spent WAY more money then i meant to spend, so when i got my visa bill this month it kinda hurt a bit. my dad is an absolute sweatheart though and said that if i did some extra chores around the house, he would cover some of my expenses. love him. and chores there are, let me tell you. My mom had breast re-construction surgery last weekend (it's a good surgery don't worry). she had breast cancer 6 years ago and had a (im going to screw up the spelling on this sooo bad) masectommy, and now she finally got the re-construction surgery and we are all really happy for her, the only problem is she's basically out of commision for 6 weeks so that means i have to clean the house from top to bottom, make food, clean dishes, do laundry, plus work two jobs and go to school. so i have been busy, but sometimes busy is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also lately i have been having a love affair with soup..from safeway. they make the best darn soup, if anyone is a soup fan, try the tomato tuscan and basil bisque - to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, last night i saw the duchess. it was AMAZING! however, because i read the book i need to vent some frustrations - first off, georgianna doesn't meet charles grey at anytime untill after she gives the duke a son. second, her sister Harriot is a main character in the book and she is not even mentioned in the movie. thirdly, her and bess remain best friends for their whole lives regardless of the fact that bess is sleeping with the duke. BUT other then leaving those few things out, the movie was one of my favorite period films and one of the best book/to/movies i've ever seen. well done! And lucky me, before i went to the movie (in portage place), i went to starbucks to read for a bit before i met my sister, and im enjoying myself when this strange man comes up to me and starts talking to me. and im thinking how on earth do i slip in the fact that i have a boyfriend (my standard answer for getting rid of creeps, not necessarily the truth), and anyways he was just beyond wierd, but then we starting talking about church, and i said i went to springs and he's like, "oh do you know so-and-so?" i stop dead. im like, ya um..i went to high school with them. him - "oh so you went to mbci? - my dad used to teach there." ok so now at this point im totally marveling not only how weird this guy is, but also how stinking small winnipeg is. turns out his dad worked there way before i went there, but seriously it was wierd. short story long, i told him i was late to meet someone and booked it out of there. phew. it was quite a night. and yet another reminder as to why one should never be at portage place alone after 6pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-5135608149952570911?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/5135608149952570911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=5135608149952570911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/5135608149952570911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/5135608149952570911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/10/8.html' title='#8'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-4966151322974907892</id><published>2008-09-13T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:05:51.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 7</title><content type='html'>so...the olympics are over, micheal phelps has a girlfriend, and i am back at school. what a busy few weeks. Again i am bored at work, so i thought i would catch you all up on what has been going on. (or in other words, i thought i'd fill mel in cause i think she's the only one who reads this...and i think it's more of a pity read anyways...but i will take what i can get) Mel decended onto our lovely province last night and i can't wait to see her! and next week is her brother's wedding and they were kind enough to invite me so i will be there scopping out the scene looking for hot boys. it better not dissapoint. If it does, there is a party we might hit up afterwards that could prove to be most promising.&lt;br /&gt; School started last week, and so far no complaints. there is lots of work but i just keep telling myself that i only have a few more months to go, and then things always look much better.&lt;br /&gt; Tonight im going to order chinese food and invite some people over and hopefully they will decline so i can have it all to myself...geez. anyways, someone just came into the store so i shall depart for now...until i am bored again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-4966151322974907892?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/4966151322974907892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=4966151322974907892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/4966151322974907892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/4966151322974907892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/09/7.html' title='# 7'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-2767425087671121152</id><published>2008-08-16T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:05:44.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 6</title><content type='html'>Alright, well to start off i must get something off my chest - i've been disloyal to Ryan Dinwiddie. He was once my hottie, but i have since changed my mind. sorry Ryan. Micheal Phelps is all that and a bag of chips as far as im concerned. I have stayed home every night this week, refusing to see anyone because i must watch the sexyist man alive swim his meets. and he doesn't dissapoint. His body is amazing, and i am addicted to the Olympics because of him. Tonight is his final swim, and it's the relay. i hope his teammates don't let him down and he can beat Mark Spitz's record.&lt;br /&gt; On the other side of things, not much new to report. work is good on both fronts, school starts soon and i can't wait to finally be done. December baby. And don't ask me what im going to do after wards, i have NO idea. im just gonna take it one day at a time and see where life decides to take me.&lt;br /&gt; I went to a stagette last weekend and had a blast! it was so much fun, especially going to pita pit with nicola, and then walking back to the bar down the pembina bridge by myself. why is it that whenever i drink i seem to find myself stumbling around outside? sigh..who knows. at least i didn't get frostbite this time. Amison's wedding is next weekend, and of course i have been stressing for months aobut what to wear. I went to old navy (sshh..don't tell anyone), and found a black dress that im going to spiff up and hopefully no one will guess where it's from. i just can't pass up getting a dress for 40 bucks, it's too good. speaking of deals, last night i went to zellers (they were on cityline fashion friday) and i was looking quite dishelved and of course i had to run into people i knew. i was like, "it's friday night at zellers for pete sake" but it was Gary from work and his beautiful wife so it was ok. ANYWAYS, the point of this was to say that zellers pretty much rocks. they have great clothes that they knock off from designers, it's super cheap, and no body shops there so you don't have to worry about people knowing where you got something from. unlike Joe, which i love, dont get me wrong, but EVERYBODY knows it's Joe, and EVERYBODY is wearing it and what's the point in trying to be original if everyone is wearing the same thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-2767425087671121152?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/2767425087671121152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=2767425087671121152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/2767425087671121152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/2767425087671121152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/08/6.html' title='# 6'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-2698942588036285194</id><published>2008-07-12T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:54:52.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 5</title><content type='html'>So today i am at work, and because we are slow i will take this time to reflect on the past week. Basically i never slept and went out with mel lots which was grand. I really do not have much to talk about but i'm bored so here goes. Im reading my gossip mags and reading a book pretty much at the same time which is fun. after work im heading to chapters to buy more books cause im almost done my last one. it was good, i wouldn't recommend it to others though because it's written as a biography and it can get a little boring. i want romance and mushy stuff like that to wittle the time away while i read. this one requires alittle too much thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got good news on tuesday - my proff gave us an extra week for our papers, so i can work on it for a little longer which is great cause i don't even have a topic picked out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As im looking out the window im hoping that we have some nice weekends in august so i can get somewhat of a tan. but then again even if i sit out in the sun all day you would never be able to tell. i suppose when im 80 and have no wrinkles i will be proud of my extremely pale skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mel mentioned something to me the other day that i thought was interesting - how come when you're walking somewhere and a guy totally checks you out and gives you that little "i like what i see" smile, he just keeps walking. she thought they should just stop and ask you out.  i suggest they are afraid of the fear of rejection. so my theory is that people should wear a big sign on their head that says "single" or "taken".  this might solve that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note - Ryan Dinwiddie is smoking hot. just thought i'd throw that out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-2698942588036285194?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/2698942588036285194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=2698942588036285194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/2698942588036285194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/2698942588036285194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/07/5.html' title='# 5'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-8681986018989996597</id><published>2008-07-06T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:56:03.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 4</title><content type='html'>So i have just arrived home from the lake after a beautiful weekend with my best friend. It's late and i should be in bed right now cause i know i'll be kicking myself tommorow morning when the alarm clock goes off. but anyways, i had a wonderful time with melly furtado, even though we got the atv stuck in the mud and i swear i still don't know how the heck we got it out of there...mel was litterally side-ways in the mud, but after about an hour of getting eaten alive by bugs, we managed to push/wench it the heck out of there. it didn't help that the atv we were wenching it out was on the bottom of a huge hill and we couldn't get it up the hill in reverse to pull the atv that was stuck out...the wonders of women power, let me tell you. Anyways, this week should be something to look forward to, im actually going to leave the confines of my house and go out! i think me and mel have something plannned for every night this week so that should be a blast! and to top it off i have a HUGE paper due next tuesday that i will be spending sunday working on...ain't life grand. i really should learn to plan ahead better, but that way i would have nothing to complain about, and if i had nothing to complain about i would never speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-8681986018989996597?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/8681986018989996597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=8681986018989996597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8681986018989996597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8681986018989996597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/07/4.html' title='# 4'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-4428643321843306951</id><published>2008-06-21T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:48:03.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 3</title><content type='html'>so right now i am at work at poppie. it's a saturday and it's hot out and of course i am not at the lake but instead stuck inside a over air conditioned place (not that im complaining it's better then folding linen in a non-air conditioned hell hole), but anyways, im cold right now and have many layers on that i know will come off as soon as  i get outside.&lt;br /&gt;So im counting down the days till Mel comes home...only about 2 weeks left i think, i'l have to dubble check..but anyways, im excited for that.&lt;br /&gt;I have to write a paper tommrow on my day off, i seriously am stupid to take a spring course, but i guess i'll thank myself in the fall. speaking of fall, i'll finally be done school - if anyone tells you it's a good idea to take a year off school, don't listen to them, cause 1 will turn into 3 and before you know it you'll be the oldest person at university. yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-4428643321843306951?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/4428643321843306951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=4428643321843306951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/4428643321843306951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/4428643321843306951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/06/3.html' title='# 3'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-8933184810916990947</id><published>2008-06-11T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T14:49:57.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>i want an iphone but i have a Telus phone plan. i could however get off the telus plan, and go to Rogers, but daddy still pays for it and therefor i would have to start paying for it myself. what to do...and so after much consideration, i have decided to forgo my dreams of an iphone and get myself a shiny hot pink phone from telus instead. and to drown my sorrows, i will go for bubble tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-8933184810916990947?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/8933184810916990947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=8933184810916990947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8933184810916990947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/8933184810916990947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/06/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140986967917439401.post-5328121935730258855</id><published>2008-06-09T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:07:19.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>ok so this is blog numero uno. number one in the common tounge. right now i am at work and looking out the window to a rainy, dismal day. i hate the rain. not only does it ruin a potentaily perfect hair day, the bottoms of your jeans get wet and stay wet all day. and if you wear flip flops which i do often, you can whipe out easily, which i  do often.&lt;br /&gt; When it rains it feels like a soup day. i just found out soup pierre has chicken mulagatauny on and i want it real bad.&lt;br /&gt; I also have to go shopping today which i normally love but it's raining and i don't want to. i looked through my closet last night and realized i only have 2 pairs of shorts for summer. that just won't do. i hear joe had 40% off sales on the weekend so i might shimmy on down there.&lt;br /&gt; Mel called me last night and i was excited - she said she might be comming home for a visit soon.  it would have been better had she said she was comming home for good, but beggars can't be choicers i suppso.&lt;br /&gt; I just got my hair cut on friday - bangs! after i had them the last time i swore never to get them again, but after two years of growing them out you tend to forget what a pain they are. And they aren't too much of a pain right now, i pretty much love them.&lt;br /&gt; Why the heck won't the sun shine? i have my new gladiator sandals all ready to go but it's too cold for them right now...i think i'll wear them tommorow regardless of the weather. Take that mother nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140986967917439401-5328121935730258855?l=flush88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/feeds/5328121935730258855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140986967917439401&amp;postID=5328121935730258855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/5328121935730258855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140986967917439401/posts/default/5328121935730258855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flush88.blogspot.com/2008/06/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>flush88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11238341402162664856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
