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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 22:12:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Snow days!!</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s snowing. Just barely, but it&apos;s there. I dream of seasons and snow and snow days! and avoiding sheets of falling ice from school buildings. Ahh, the good ol&apos; days.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:14:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHAT?</title>
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  <description>Here &apos;s a &lt;a href=&quot;http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/basketball/news?slug=aw-nbairan081608&amp;amp;prov=yhoo&amp;amp;type=lgns&quot;&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; bout an Iranian basketball player that the NBA cannot sign because apparently, &quot;a federal statue prohibits a person or organization in the &lt;a href=&quot;http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/;_ylt=Ah96P6_2.U6ftrmBQJipxRvHKZt4&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0058a6&quot;&gt;United States&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from engaging in business dealings with Iranian nationals.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked because a) I had no idea that there was such a policy and b) a 7 foot Iranian? Amazing! Lol. Just kidding. There ARE tall Iranians. My dad and I have had this argument before. Anyway.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 16:34:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Redbelt</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I went to see &lt;em&gt;Redbelt&lt;/em&gt; last night. It&apos;s a movie about this guy who teaches mixed martial arts and is forced into fighting in a competition. I was a little hesitant to go and see it at first. I mean, a movie about fighting, yay. (That was an unenthusiastic yay, btw, in case you missed that.) But it was actually quite good. The story built very well and characters were introduced in a way that seemed chanced but were intertwined with the entire plot as the movie progressed. Two guys from Love Actually were in it so it was fun to place them. We had the theatre to ourselves so we were loud and made comments throughout. But it was actually kind of a quiet movie. I went to see it with Cesar and his sensei, Michael, and it was even more interesting to see it squished between two people who practice martial arts. There was one scene that was one of the best scenes I&apos;ve seen in awhile. The main character, Mike Terry, walks out and away from the camera and you see a woman (we know who she is) walk toward him, he pauses to look at her, then they walk back toward the camera one on either side of a small gate, talking. She stops suddenly and slaps him. It&apos;s awesome because the entire time they&apos;re talking we don&apos;t hear anything at all but you know what&apos;s going on. It was gorgeous. I was afraid it was going to be lots of fighting and blood and instead it was like an independent movie about someone who practiced MMA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;the end (a sort of spoiler)&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;the end&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;the&amp;nbsp;very very end was stupid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 23:31:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stress, hell</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Finals are over, yay!&amp;nbsp; Almost died last week. That was a grand total of 3 projects and one exam.&amp;nbsp;Got about 3 hours of sleep a night the entire week, had a (very public) crying jag, mmm... was all set to talk to cute guy at the end of our class but that didn&apos;t pan out. He stayed later to talk to the prof and I tried to walk out as slowly as possible but i couldn&apos;t stay around without looking like a stalker so I had to give up. Sad. And the next day this guy from my other class walked out with me and we talked about our exam and then he turned to me and I was like, oh, shit... and he asked me for my number. But it was in a very sweet way and he&apos;s kinda geeky and like, 12 so I said sure maybe we could get together and talk about Photoshop. Yay! Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night it was my friend Stephanie&apos;s birthday and I agreed to be the DD and we drove out to Spring to a bar that&apos;s almost exactly like Molly&apos;s (which is 7 minutes from my house instead of 25). It was me, Stephanie, Ivory, and Cesar. A full car. So we went to the bar and it was kind of fun. We met other people up there and then another friend, Megan, showed up. I drank coke all night. And I signed to Stephanie if she wanted a shot (One night when we went out, we made up our own sign language.&amp;nbsp;It&apos;s AWESOME. Stephanie made most of it. Need is like you&apos;re kneading bread. Go is a face like you&apos;re constipated. So imaging people using this in a bar; it&apos;s pretty hilarious). She agreed and I was trying to ask her which one she wanted so I tried to sign &quot;buttery nipple&quot;. Anyway, she&apos;s like, peanut butter? And we laugh and joke about a peanut butter shot and she tells me to order it with a straight face so when the waitress comes back I order 4 peanut butter jelly shots (not for me) and a coke. &quot;Peanut butter and jelly?&quot; the waitress asks, clearly confused. I nod as though everyone knows what a pb&amp;amp;j shot is. Okay, she agrees and leaves. We&apos;re all like, she agreed? WFT?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everyone wonders what other weird shots their could be. &quot;I&apos;ll take the mutton shot.&quot; &quot;Could I have a shot of ham and cheese, please?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she comes back with 4 shots and a coke. Everyone sniffs the shots and wonders what the hell is in them. Apparently they taste like PB&amp;amp;J and sadly, the actually ARE a shot. We were going to ask for random, made-up shots for the rest of the night but Ivory and C told her our plan and how asking for something way out in left field actually turned out to be a shot. Frangelico (?) and raspberry, btw.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was hilarious. If you&apos;re out in a bar sometime, try it! Make up some name and ask for that shot. Stephanie asked for a suicide but by that time the waitress had caught on and wasn&apos;t amused. If I were a bartender, I&apos;d throw random shit together and make my own shot. You want a suicide? I&apos;d put crazy alcohol mixed together. Why not? You don&apos;t know what it is and if they do, they&apos;ll tell you it&apos;s wrong and what&apos;s actually in it, right? I think suicide is a good name for a shot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;ll take a taxi. On the rocks.&quot; &quot;Could I get a stressed out college student and a coke?&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 15:26:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gomitas</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve&amp;nbsp; got projects this week and a final so I bought coffee and gummi bears and to eat them, I pull two out and sort of make them bump uglies, sorry. So it&apos;s like gummi bear sex. Except sometimes I don&apos;t realize that one of them is upside down so it&apos;s actually gummi bear 69. Sorry. That&apos;s disgusting and I&apos;m pervy but what can I say? You&apos;ve got little bears to play with before you eat them? Sometimes I just make them dance or do a chest bump or a high ten. Or just eat the head of one and the body of the other and smoosh them together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share the inner workings (or not working so well) of this chickie.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 15:02:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>R(MW)C Art</title>
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  <description>In case you didn&apos;t get it, here&apos;s the letter from the President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Read more...&quot;&gt;Dear Community Members,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The College has been clear about its intent to move forward with the&lt;br /&gt;sale of four paintings as part of its plan to strengthen the College&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;financial base, bring revenues and expenses more into line, and lower the&lt;br /&gt;endowment spending rate to a sustainable level.&amp;nbsp; The College had&lt;br /&gt;expected to realize approximately $50 million from the sale of the paintings&lt;br /&gt;in November 2007, based on market conditions at the time. However,&lt;br /&gt;opponents secured a temporary injunction enjoining the sale. The&lt;br /&gt;injunction was lifted in February 2008 when the plaintiffs failed to post the&lt;br /&gt;full $1 million bond, and the plaintiffs filed a motion in March to&lt;br /&gt;withdraw their lawsuit in Lynchburg Circuit Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our need to infuse the endowment has not changed. By not selling the&lt;br /&gt;paintings in the auctions last November when there was a very strong art&lt;br /&gt;market, the College was unable to add the sale proceeds to our&lt;br /&gt;endowment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since February, the College has been evaluating the art market. Our&lt;br /&gt;advisors indicate that this is an advantageous time to take &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; style=&quot;CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed&quot;&gt;Rufino&lt;br /&gt;Tamayo&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s Trovador (Troubadour) to auction. The painting will be placed in the&lt;br /&gt;Latin American auction at &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; style=&quot;CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed&quot;&gt;Christie&apos;s&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; style=&quot;CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed&quot;&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt; in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The College will make a decision regarding the other three paintings&lt;br /&gt;based on market conditions and will sell them when it is financially&lt;br /&gt;advantageous for the College to do so. We remain committed to ensuring the&lt;br /&gt;long term financial strength and educational vitality of this&lt;br /&gt;institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John E. Klein&lt;br /&gt;President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 18:07:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the right stuff</title>
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  <description>The exciting music news is here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/thatsreallyweek/13822/march-31-april-7-hospital-blues&quot;&gt;http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/thatsreallyweek/13822/march-31-april-7-hospital-blues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don&apos;t click the link or miss the awesomeness that I felt I had to post about, here is an excerpt. Possibly the only relevation worth mentioning: &quot;One thing we are excited about, believe it or not, is this week&apos;s reunion announcement from New Kids On The Block!&quot; WHAT?! Ahahahaha. Why did nobody tell me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that&apos;s it for the incredible dorkitude for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 07:38:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>2:30 am. Still awake. I&apos;ve been up and going&amp;nbsp;albeit slowly&amp;nbsp;since 6:45am, having only gotten 3 hours of sleep. It&apos;s not the longest amount of time I&apos;ve been awake. But I can&apos;t pull 48+ hours the way I could in college. Plus, today was INSANE (I&apos;ll have to catch you up tomorrow) what with the Democratic Delegates County Convention (...or whatever it&apos;s called) all frickin&apos; day. I was there from 7:45am-9:30pm. Needless to say, I was exhausted when I came home. But it was the sort of tiredness where you almost can&apos;t stand to go to bed quite yet. So, I found myself throwing on clean clothes and hanging out with some friends to watch Super Bad, which I&apos;d never seen before. I&apos;ve heard of McLovin&apos; for months now; finally got to watch it in the flesh. It was awesome. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tonight I met a gorgeous boxer who loved to cuddle and was big but surprisingly light and who I wanted to take home with me, but for some reason people have a problem with you wanting to take their dog. Weird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 17:05:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;This&amp;nbsp; stupid thing from facebook, I don&apos;t get what&apos;s wrong. I can&apos;t find the error. I can find some things that it possibly could be. So, folks, what is it? What&apos;s wrong with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAA&lt;br /&gt;BBB&lt;br /&gt;CCC&lt;br /&gt;DDD&lt;br /&gt;EEE&lt;br /&gt;FFF&lt;br /&gt;GGG&lt;br /&gt;HHH&lt;br /&gt;III&lt;br /&gt;JJJ&lt;br /&gt;KKK&lt;br /&gt;LLL&lt;br /&gt;MMM&lt;br /&gt;NNN&lt;br /&gt;OOO&lt;br /&gt;PPP&lt;br /&gt;QQQ&lt;br /&gt;RRR&lt;br /&gt;SSS&lt;br /&gt;TTT&lt;br /&gt;UUU&lt;br /&gt;VVV&lt;br /&gt;WWW&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;YYY&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you know that 80% of UCSD students could not find the error above?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snurched from facebook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think these things don&apos;t have anything wrong with them and they just make you search and search, lose sleep over it, feel a lot of self-doubt so some jack-ass who sent it out can laugh at the sheer stupidity of people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that&apos;s just me. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 07:18:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Question.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Is it ethical/okay to use pictures of your friends in projects? Without permission? I hope so. Kidding. So, I&apos;m asking all of you now: do you mind if I sometimes use pictures of you in my projects?&amp;nbsp;The projects are presented to my professor and classmates. I won&apos;t do anything disgraceful; just some touch-up work (not that any of you need it!) and that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 05:08:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today was exhausting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Iranian New Years, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 17:52:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bugger</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So, this week I had to creat a &quot;National Enquirer&quot; image. Basically, I had to make an unbelievable image look believable. Seven was telling me that Octopi are really smart and I was like, ahaha! That&apos;s what I&apos;ll do. So, now I have a picture of an Octopus with Albert Einstein&apos;s hair and mustache, holding two beakers, writing out a formula. It&apos;s cool, but not believable at all. Should I submit my rendition of Albert Octostein? Or should I try to create something else?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 15:21:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Did you guys hear?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;from www.randolphcollege.edu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;News Archive&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Art lawsuit dropped&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;bodytext&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;3/8/2008 3:43:49 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;bodytext&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Litigation brought against Randolph College in an attempt to stop it from selling four paintings from the College&apos;s collection was dropped on March 7. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Community Members, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am pleased to inform you that litigation brought against Randolph College in an attempt to stop it from selling four paintings from the College&apos;s collection was dropped yesterday, Friday, March 7. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The College is pleased this litigation has been brought to an end and will continue to focus its attention on the upcoming appeals regarding coeducation in the Virginia Supreme Court. We believe the art and the coed cases are not connected. The courts have said they are unrelated, and we agree. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are confident in the strength of our legal position and look forward to resolving these issues so that we can focus all of our attention on education and on securing the bright future of this College. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Board of Trustees remains committed to doing what is necessary to ensure the financial future of this institution. The decision to sell the paintings was and remains necessary. The College will sell when it is in the best financial interests of the College. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is already much good news to share as a result of the coed decision. Applications have tripled those of previous years. Total giving has rebounded. Many alumnae, once unsure of coeducation, have returned and are now supporting the College and its future direction. We still have challenges, but we are making real progress. The hard decisions we have made have positioned this College for a strong future. We are grateful for the community support we have received. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;John E. Klein &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;President &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 01:53:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Elevens</title>
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  <description>Even my&amp;nbsp; horoscope predicted it: &lt;em&gt;Foreign travel is highly advisable, although even a trip to the park could yield some fun&lt;/em&gt;. That&apos;s right. A trip to the park. I met Ivory at 6 pm today to go for a jog. We went for a walk around the waterway instead. We scaled walls, encountered wild animals, a dog it&apos;s owner couldn&apos;t control, an obstacle course, quick sand, rough terrain, and an irrate cop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the path was closed due to construction, but I was not to be deterred, so we climbed over several railings and gates to get around it. Wild animals: Ducks. Ferocious dog? A tiny dog a lady was having trouble keeping to the side as the trolley passed. There was one section where they were laying the foundation for the sidewalk (yes, it was blocked off, but who really reads signs anyway? or notices large gates barricading the walkway? puh-lease) so they had the wood and metal parts down. It was sort of like jumping tires. Ok, I may have exaggerated about the quicksand. It poured yesterday so there was mud, squishy mud everywhere there wasn&apos;t a path.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Ivory and I are walking back on the path once we cross the blocked off portion of mud and construction. There&apos;s a cop ahead of us at the bridge. Oh, shit. There&apos;s no way for us to explain how we got there without possibly getting into trouble. Ivory and I talk to each other hoping to ignore the cop and walk on by. No such luck. He waited for us. &quot;So. Is that path still blocked off?&quot; he asked. Ivory is closer so she answers. I&apos;m one of those people who when faced with a serious or sad situation has the insane urge to laugh. At first she&apos;s like, path, what path? He motions toward the direction we came from. &quot;Oh. Yeah, it is,&quot; she agrees. He asks if we were walking back from it after finding it closed. She agreed that we are. I would have come clean, I mean, what&apos;s he gonna do, arrest us? lol. He could have. Anyway, it was so funny. We walked away before bursting out laughing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was tons of fun. And random. But good. I&apos;ve been off my exercise path of excellence these past few days. And feeling sort of sluggish and out of sorts. So, this was just what I needed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! In other news, on this day, March 11, 2008 at 7:20pm my car clicked over to 111,111 miles. Yes, I have the pictures to prove it. It&apos;s sort of awesome. Hehe.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 15:33:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>P90X</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Phase One is done! And we&apos;re going into phase two. Do I see results? Not really. Every time I work out, I check myself out in the mirror (yes, I AM vain, thanks). Do I see a difference? Am I supposed to look like that? Haha. I feel better. Like more in tune with my body and muscles. So, that&apos;s something. I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve lost weight, but the pants that were tight fit again! That is possibly the BEST feeling in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve decided that while P90X is good for me, mostly because it&apos;s in class form it gets me&amp;nbsp;to class and there, ready to workout. Yes, even at 9 am Saturday morning. I need more. So, Tueday I went for a bike ride AND did P90X and I wanted to do more, but didn&apos;t have the time. lol. Let&apos;s see how long &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; lasts. And yesterday I went jogging. I haven&apos;t been jogging in a long time. Not since California because I&apos;ve been worried about my ankle. But ankle was fine and I felt like I could go longer without dying or being super short of breath. I think that has something to do with the P90X workouts. Like I&apos;m improving my core, so that helps me with other activities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a side note on bike riding: It is awesome! I&apos;ve forgotten how exhilarating it is: the wind, the speed, the feeling of freedom. I realize that some peeps are like, hey, we have snow, biking is out. Well, I&apos;ve got three words for you: come to texas! I&apos;m kidding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 04:46:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fin-lessness and other stories.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I think I could live on salad and cake for the rest of my life. My probably very short life, but they are oh, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shark: The Wannabe Movie in Susan&apos;s Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Susan&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &quot;Sharks killed one human in 2007, according to the International Shark Attack File, but humans killed an estimated 38 million sharks for their fins each year, Baum said.&quot; AH-HAH! It&apos;s about damn time to make my movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the article can be found &lt;a href=&quot;http://news.yahoo.com/s/livescience/20080227/sc_livescience/sharksdeclinebutattacksrise&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Between then and now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short story by Susan&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I forgot I was writing this. I chatted with C for a hot minute on messenger and texted this guy I met on Saturday night who I&apos;ve been playing phone tag with since yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Smash in Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Based on real-life events. By: Susan&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, my project was not torn to smithereens as my first one sort of was. I was very determined to discuss all the elements of the piece. Ok, not all. I didn&apos;t go up and talk for hours. I just explained myself and my choices in a more confident way; I had reasons for the font I chose, etc. Cute boy was still as cute and preppy as ever but wasn&apos;t finished with his project so that was disappointing. (His last one was awesome. I swear, I&apos;m only attracted to his mind. Wait, what? That&apos;s a lie. Anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cake: Not the Band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on the application. Still stressed as frell. But the cake and salad put me in a better mood. Although I&apos;m suddenly exhausted. Damn the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose your ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A story in the making&lt;br /&gt;I went back and added the &quot;titles&quot; and the by-lines. Obnoxious as hell? You decide! If you find it obnoxious as hell, stop reading or leave a rude comment. If not, keep reading and leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Politics: The truth behind the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Susan, her thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;So, apparently the other week (last week, in fact) when we went to the Hilary Clinton party, I signed up to volunteer to be a precinct leader. They called me tonight and left a message (I have class!) telling me that there were training sessions tomorrow or this weekend. I think it&apos;s kind of cool. At first I was like, oh, shit, I signed up for &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;? But I&apos;ve got essay tomorrow and Austin or San An or something like that this weekend, so I don&apos;t know. I guess I&apos;ll call back tomorrow and find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;Fin...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:28:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gibberish</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m&amp;nbsp; drinking coffee and eating Jelly Bellies. I think I&apos;m going to get a sugar high and then be very, very sick. Tomorrow is Carrie&apos;s birthday. I don&apos;t know why I feel I have to mention it, but there ya go. I&apos;m working on this crazy application. It&apos;s not crazy. I am. I am having serious issues trying to think and then just writing. Write, damn you! But I can&apos;t. And it isn&apos;t so much fear that&apos;s stopping me, it&apos;s like writer&apos;s block. I can do this. I HAVE to do this. This is something I really want. I&apos;m just a wee bit... frustrated. With myself. Anyway. This morning my dad told me that my step-mom asked if I was dating Cesar. Eww. C&apos;mon now, folks. He&apos;s just a friend. I don&apos;t think they grasp the concept of male friends. Oh, well. My cousin texts me while he&apos;s in class. He wants me to move to California. I like that I get along swimmingly with 17 year old boys. We&apos;re at about the same maturity level and our humor is at about the same level as well. I told him to pay attention instead of texting me. He said he was multi-tasking. Hahaha. That&apos;s too funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. That&apos;s it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 02:36:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;G. Love/Hilary Clinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Last night I went to a G. Love concert. I&apos;ve never really listened to him but by chance I was watching a video of his on YouTube and&amp;nbsp;chatting&amp;nbsp;with Cesar at the same time, when Cesar said he had an extra ticket and would I like to go? So I said, sure! And that was the beginning of an interesting day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to work out (p90X style) at 4pm at the dojo. My mom called as we were about to start and I told her where I was, she said, &quot;Oh, you&apos;re at Cesar&apos;s Palace.&quot; I explained that it wasn&apos;t his place&amp;nbsp;and that Cesar&apos;s Palace sounded like a strip club. She agreed. Anyway, we did Plyometrics, which is a lot of jumping around. Half the moves I love and the other half I despise. Part way through I was disgusting and sweaty. Anyway, I went home after and grabbed a very fast shower and Cesar and Alex came and picked me up and we headed to Houston for the concert.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had half an hour to kill before we could buy tickets (Cesar got mine-- company bonding, he explained. Yeah, right. Anyway, it was very nice of him.) and Alex was starving so we walked to a pub where there was a Hilary Clinton party (?) where Hilary supporters had gathered to watch the debates. We walked in and the lady at the entrance asked if we were there for the party. Yes, we were. Actually, this was completely random but one of those opportunities that was too good to pass up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex got food, a cute guy got me a stool even though I was content to stand (so of course I couldn&apos;t turn it down and sat), and Cesar knew the bartender. There was a great energy with all those people there, watching the debates and cheering and everything. We couldn&apos;t stay long because we had to get back to the concert, but it was such a cool experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drats. I was going to include pics, but sadly I can&apos;t. I guess I&apos;ll put them up on myspace, so check them out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 00:40:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something close to love</title>
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  <description>I think I&apos;ve sort of fallen in love.&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; style=&quot;BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed&quot;&gt;James Morrison&lt;/span&gt;. I heard him first today at Starbucks and then&lt;br /&gt;googled the lyrics. Check out his &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myspace.com/jamesmorrisonmusic&quot;&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;. &quot;You give me something&quot; sounds&lt;br /&gt;familiar as though it were played on some WB show or something. I&lt;br /&gt;really like &quot;Undiscovered,&quot; &quot;Wonderful World,&quot; and &quot;This Boy.&quot; Check him&lt;br /&gt;out. Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid353549955/bclid361569561/bctid900636896&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#003399&quot;&gt;http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid353549955/bclid361569561/bctid900636896&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2008 18:44:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Movie Meme</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Snurched from Carrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick 10 of your favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post them here for everyone to guess.&lt;br /&gt;4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.&lt;br /&gt;5. looking them up is cheating, please don&apos;t..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Edit: Ok, I&apos;m following Carrie&apos;s lead and adding more quotes from the movies not guessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***Edit: I&apos;m a dork. lol. I know you didn&apos;t need an edit to figure that one. I&apos;m writing the movie next to the quotes not guessed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. &quot;Anybody want a peanut?&quot; &lt;/strike&gt;Seven. The Princess Bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;True or False: All&apos;s fair in love and war.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; Seven and Carrie. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &quot;By the way, why did you kiss me?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s called &apos;stealing,&apos; you know. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;According to you and my brother it&apos;s called &apos;borrowing.&apos;&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;The Mummy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. &quot;Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies.&quot; &lt;/strike&gt;Carrie. Stranger Than Fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &quot;You know, I&apos;m getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don&apos;t know if it&apos;s worth five dollars but it&apos;s pretty fucking good.&quot; &lt;strong&gt;Pulp Fiction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;6. &quot;Enough. Enough now. &quot;&lt;/strike&gt; Seven. Love Actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7. &quot; A philosopher once asked, &apos;Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?&apos;&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; Seven. Stardust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;8. &quot;What, because he can impersonate an orangutan?&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; Seven. Shaun of the Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &quot;Don&apos;t worry, my son. There&apos;s plenty of time to feast.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are you saying... Paul is still alive?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;Alive? Oh, yes. But he&apos;s much more than that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;I give you... the future of the human race.&quot; &lt;strong&gt;Hammerhead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;10. &quot;Butter would not melt in my mouth. Well, it would melt. Of course it would melt, but very slowly.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; Seven. The 10th Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I think this is too easy. Oh, well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 05:10:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>V-day, Boys, and Projects</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;SO, my mom sent me possibly the BEST Valentine&apos;s Day card ever. I wish you guys could see it, it&apos;s so terrif. It resembles a romance novel cover (very cheesy one of course) except as he&apos;s swept the woman into his arms he&apos;s also clutching a broom. (Oh, god. No pun intended for real.) At the top it reads &quot;The Man Who Could Clean: He left her with spotless upholstery... and dirty thoughts.&quot; Gads! I wish you could see it. And when you open it, it has the Happy V-day page where you can sign and all that AND it has a page out of the &apos;story&apos; on the next page. It&apos;s SO awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crush on a guy and it&apos;s on his mind as well as his good good looks. I&apos;ve never talked to him in my life. He&apos;s SO cute (yes I realize that I sound about 17. Maybe younger? What do you think, Carrie?). And he&apos;s an amazing dresser. And he&apos;s smart and eloquent and good at QuarkXpress. We have a winner here folks. Except I will probably never talk to him and I&apos;m okay with that. He&apos;s not the love of my life and I don&apos;t have any sort of designs on him.&amp;nbsp; (Haha. No pun intended here either.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We designed a month of a calender for class tonight and had to present. I liked mine until my prof was like, I don&apos;t get it. I&apos;m like, it&apos;s January, New Years Resolutions. Uh... She didn&apos;t seem too thrilled. And she had issue with the font and size of my &quot;New Years Resolutions:&quot; text. And it didn&apos;t seem like it was connected. It&apos;s okay. I noticed that it did seem sort of amatuerish next to the others. But it&apos;s the first piece I&apos;ve ever created&amp;nbsp;and I&apos;m proud of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, homeslice&apos;s calender was probably the best and he presented it very confidently, explaining why he chose what. And he talked about how he imagined the rest of the calender to be. He was very professional. It was hot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m laughing at myself; it&apos;s okay if you laugh too. With me, of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses, ya&apos;ll!&lt;br /&gt;S</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 22:24:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mean and lean</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Last night I went to an art show at club Next in Houston. It was pretty cool. A friend of mine had a friend who&apos;s artwork was on display. All work displayed was from local artists. The club reminded me of someone&apos;s bedroom sort of. There was really cool black and white patterned wallpaper and sitting areas covered with fringe. Last night there was a freestyler and later two bands. Everyone there was very &quot;artsy&quot;: black-framed glasses, skinny jeans (god, i had hoped this was just a phase), vests, etc. It was a much welcome change from the usual Woodlands crowd and atmosphere. There were of course a couple of polar bears and Carolyn and I had a fun time checking them out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was Yoga X at 9am at the dojo. I rolled out of bed, grabbed the essentials-- phone, keys-- and headed over for an intense workout. It&apos;s the end of week 2. P90X is this crazy fitness program that&apos;s supposed to help get you muscled and toned. It&apos;s the thing you see on infomercials and might think looks cool but probably won&apos;t ever get. I for one prefer outdoor activities. I&apos;m not a big fan of gyms; they used to scare me. [Pigeons, gyms; I&apos;m a weenie.] But this is free and in class form and I&apos;m doing it with people I know, so they can yell at me if I don&apos;t show. I can only make it 4 times per week and that&apos;s what I do. I want to go jogging or something on the days where I have class and don&apos;t go to the dojo, but I haven&apos;t gotten past just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel much&amp;nbsp;different. I am more aware of my body and will flex occassionally to see if I can see/feel an improvement, but I can&apos;t really. Oh, well. I&apos;ve got 2 and a half months left. We&apos;ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had muscle milk (Cookies &apos;n&apos; cream flavor) which was kind of... tasty/weird. Banana is better. But muscle milk? I don&apos;t know if that&apos;s legit or if it&apos;s just something people tell you you need. Anyone know anything about that?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 03:52:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>One more for the evening...</title>
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  <description>Hey, gang,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick question. How much time&amp;nbsp;do you need to give someone to write a recommendation for you? Like if I have something due in about say, a month, is that too short a time to ask someone to write one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch!!!!&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 19:30:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Speaking of cows...</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;(See entry below. That&apos;s who/what/where I was speaking of cows.) I saw the Chick-fil-A cow on the side of the road today and I slowed down just so I could wave at him. He waved back! I almost drove off the side of the road (because I was waving and looking at him and not at the road). It was SO cool. Made my day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 19:26:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Holy cow, I almost forgot!</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;HEY! Does anyone have Dr. Ivy&apos;s email address? Thanks a bunch, ya&apos;ll!</description>
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