<?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-8063906221830079287</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:06:11.318-05:00</updated><category term='twelfth post'/><category term='moving'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='support'/><category term='third post'/><category term='fourth post'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='second post'/><category term='comic'/><category term='etc'/><category term='twentieth post'/><category term='sixth post'/><category term='seventh post'/><category term='seventeenth post'/><category term='life'/><category term='me pics'/><category term='omg'/><category term='eighth post'/><category term='first post'/><category term='yay'/><category term='sixteenth post'/><category term='eleventh post'/><category term='blog name'/><category term='thirteenth post'/><category term='murry pic'/><category term='video'/><category term='eighteenth post'/><category term='murry'/><category term='link'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='murry pics'/><category term='fourteenth post'/><category term='ninth post'/><category term='fifth post'/><category term='i can has cheezburger'/><category term='tenth post'/><category term='fifteenth post'/><category term='me pic'/><category term='nineteenth post'/><title type='text'>Lesbian Bagel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-552883984230135536</id><published>2009-06-15T11:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:17:26.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twentieth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog name'/><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why, but I feel like today is as good a day as any to explain the origins of my somewhat unorthodox blog name. No, I'm not a lesbian (though I do support all LGBT people) and last I checked I am not a bagel. One day, a few years ago by now at least, my friends and I were discussing the possibilities of one day having a band. Mind you we didn't know how to play any really rocking instruments (though Meredith knew how to play trumpet so maybe it would've been a ska band), but we were going to learn! I can't remember if it was Meredith or if it was I who wanted to play bass guitar. Whoever it was, the other was going to play rhythm guitar, and our friend Diane was going to be on drums. Perfect idea, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, except for the whole not playing instruments thing. But we didn't let that stop us from thinking of a name. We were all throwing out things here and there, when all of the sudden I had the most absurdly awesome idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Lesbian Bagel!" I shouted out. "What?" was the reply. "You know, think about it. Wouldn't the idea of a bagel being a girl, and a lesbian (I think this came under the fact that bagels have holes) just be the best thing ever?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was decided that it had a subtle ring to it, and as an all girl band, somehow it seemed like we'd have a good story. It would be an eye catching name if nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that I think about it, I suppose it could also have been Lesbian Doughnut, but I think the group consensus was that bagels were yummier (yay cream cheese!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, if you see this name around, don't freak out. Know that it was an idea born out of randomness and not meant to offend at all. Maybe someday something will happen with the name, but for now, I pay homage to our short lived band idea by making it my blog name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-552883984230135536?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/552883984230135536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=552883984230135536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/552883984230135536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/552883984230135536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-6867329314396324586</id><published>2009-06-10T22:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:54:10.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nineteenth post'/><title type='text'>Sorry I haven't updated this in like a million years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got a Twitter account, and I blame it partially for my blog demise. Also I was sick in varying degrees (from a killer cold in late January, to the chicken pox at the beginning of May). I hope to start blogging again, really I do. I'm visiting family at the moment, which is really nice. Of course, it has sucked that I've been really tired all of the sudden lately. This morning, for example, I woke up around 8:00 am, stayed up until around 9:30 am, when I decided if I didn't go back to sleep I'd need to hold my eyes open with toothpicks. Slept again until 12:00 pm, and upon getting up then, still felt tired/exhausted. It was all kinds of lovely, really it was. On top of that I've been feeling a bit blah lately. I don't know if it is because of the weather here (its been pretty cloudy), or if it's because I miss Joe. Whatever it is, I hope that I perk up soon. Feeling blah is not my idea of fun (obviously). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah... I still &lt;/span&gt;exist&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I think. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-6867329314396324586?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/6867329314396324586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=6867329314396324586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/6867329314396324586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/6867329314396324586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-i-havent-updated-this-in-like.html' title='Sorry I haven&apos;t updated this in like a million years'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-3969270444179200916</id><published>2009-01-23T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:25:31.659-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eighteenth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow is day of ghost hunting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm super excited for it, even if I've felt like death most of this week(thank you, time 'o the month). Joe had to take leave for it. They decided on Wednesday to put everyone back on 12 on 12 off shifts, and that they would work the weekend. I got all freaked out that we wouldn't be able to go for a minute, and there were going to be tears and a fairly butthurt wife to deal with if that was the case(yes, I know, it's just a thing, but it's a thing I really really want!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It snowed here on Tuesday, which was pretty strange for a place that isn't usually suppose to get snow. I'd say we had 1-2 inches here, but it's all since melted. Snow in a place that doesn't get snow really freaks out the system. Places around us got more snow then we did though, and with out plows or salt, it makes driving pretty ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm ready for February, but I'm not sure. I bought some construction paper to try my hand at homemade valentines. I need to work on thank you notes first, but was hoping to get a little help from Joe on that. I'm trying to figure out unique, non boring things to say on them, not just "thanks for blah blah blah, it was really nice/great/etc. Lots of people gave us money and checks though, that we put in our savings to use to buy a house someday. That is one I'm slightly stuck on, since they all went to the same place, but I'm sure I'll figure something out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shameless advertisement for my dear awesome photographer/seamstress/artist friend Andi, who also took our wedding photos, that I'll post some of eventually. Go buy some pretty shiny baubles from her! She has an Etsy store &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://alizarine.etsy.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and she makes really neat bracelets, earrings, and pendants. I bought a bracelet from her a while ago, and it's definitely one of my favorites. Show her some love, and help her out if you can, okay? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-3969270444179200916?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/3969270444179200916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=3969270444179200916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/3969270444179200916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/3969270444179200916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomorrow-is-day-of-ghost-hunting.html' title='Tomorrow is day of ghost hunting!'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-5352661799926291818</id><published>2009-01-09T13:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:26:25.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seventeenth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Noooo! I did not make up a word! But, there is excitement anyway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Darn it all. I googled "crudmuffin" and found out it already had a couple entries on urbandictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, it's okay because I will continue to say it. Now, for the excitement! We are going to meet/investigate with the Ghost Hunters at the USS North Carolina battleship! This is because I truly have the best husband evar! He's super awesome and said we could go. I guess this will sort of count as our honeymoon of sorts, for the time being. I'm soooooooo excited! I may have to run around the house some to calm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In other news, we got my military id today. We were helped in that office(which is supposedly run by civilians), by a Marine Master Sargent(MSgt). I was sort of nervous around her, even though she was super nice and helpful. She has rank and I don't and I think that equals nerves. My id now has a picture with a big cheesy grin smile on it, because MSgt ma'am wanted it that way. She took one picture, and I kinda fake smiled, and she said "Let's take another one. We want to show off your beautiful smile!" Have to give her props though. She knew my engagement ring was a bezel cut setting, which not a lot of people know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ending with more excitement! Demetri Martin's new show "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Important Things with Demetri Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" premieres on February 11th. Wooo-hooo! I think he is awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-5352661799926291818?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/5352661799926291818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=5352661799926291818' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5352661799926291818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5352661799926291818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2009/01/noooo-i-did-not-make-up-word-but-there.html' title='Noooo! I did not make up a word! But, there is excitement anyway!'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-5922309464189986841</id><published>2009-01-06T16:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:48:26.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sixteenth post'/><title type='text'>Adventures in becoming an "Official Marine Wife"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So today,  we went to IPEC, which is the place where they change over all your (and by your I mean your enlisted person's) paperwork. Sadly they change all sorts of paperwork there, and so it took a while. Not quite as long as it possibly could have taken (I think my squinty eye mind powers helped with that, although Joe thinks not). It was a sea of woodland cammies, as the office is entirely run by Marines. There was another wife, across the room, who looked about as thrilled to be in the midst of this organized chaos as I was. The Marine finally assigned to help us looked young, (he was a PFC), but had a daughter, so I'm not sure how old that could make him. I deemed his chevrons swooshy things(Well, he only had one, and they kind of look like boomerangs by themselves). Joe just shook his head at me when I told him that. I got to try and answer most of the questions while Joe had to run home and get the sheet that said he had signed out of the barracks(which was a while ago, but oh well). I didn't know where he went to school for his MOS, but apparently I will be amusement for them later, by telling them "Well, I know he went to boot camp in SC." Also, if anyone knows Hugh Jackman's address, apparently Joe would really rather have his body Fed Exed to him in case anything happens to him overseas. I told him I'd see if he accepted dead bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The adventure continues on Friday, with getting my military id. Apparently the short staffed, civilian run office is now taking appointments to get people in, and that was the first one we could secure for me. Fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-5922309464189986841?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/5922309464189986841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=5922309464189986841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5922309464189986841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5922309464189986841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2009/01/adventures-in-becoming-official-marine.html' title='Adventures in becoming an &quot;Official Marine Wife&quot;'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-1713528374738255730</id><published>2008-12-14T19:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:47:25.513-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fifteenth post'/><title type='text'>MyPersonality.info Badge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://veryberrykitty.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/11/118736.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyOTMwMDUyMzAzOSZwdD*xMjI5MzAwNjc2OTIwJnA9MTc5MDgxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1iMzdhNDVmYWNmNWQ*N2VhYWJhMTNiNjNjYmY5NmY3MA==.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-1713528374738255730?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/1713528374738255730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=1713528374738255730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/1713528374738255730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/1713528374738255730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/12/mypersonalityinfo-badge.html' title='MyPersonality.info Badge'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-3532702378223961007</id><published>2008-12-14T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:52:20.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourteenth post'/><title type='text'>Dear jebus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My brain feels like it is melting. Please do not be alarmed if it runs out of my nose. Possibly be alarmed if it comes out looking like green frosting. Eat it only if it has sprinkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-3532702378223961007?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/3532702378223961007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=3532702378223961007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/3532702378223961007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/3532702378223961007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-jebus.html' title='Dear jebus...'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-8517522920566820217</id><published>2008-12-10T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:13:16.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thirteenth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>I want an emo piñata!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But not a rhino frittata. That sounds gross, who wants to eat an omelette with rhino meat in it. Plus most of the rhinos are on the endangered species list. It's just wrong, darn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, countdown to married bliss, t-17 days and counting. I hope everything will be ready by then but, if not, we'll make do with what we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm here in MI. It's cold, today was rainy. We took back bottles and cans. I kind of miss that North Carolina doesn't have a bottle deposit. I suppose in theory it makes life easier to just be able to recycle things each week but, I like getting back the bottle deposits. It's almost like having bags of money in your garage, just waiting for the day you need a little extra fundage. These days, extra funds are not something to sneeze at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cat fur up the nose makes me sneeze... woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-8517522920566820217?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/8517522920566820217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=8517522920566820217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/8517522920566820217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/8517522920566820217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-emo-piata.html' title='I want an emo piñata!'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-1896924224460772637</id><published>2008-06-19T13:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:49:30.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, give me a 10 for Alkaline Trio's Best Tattoo or Piercing contest. If you think my tat is cool, help me out and pass a vote my way. Thanks! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style='width:250px !important; border:1px solid !important; padding:0px !important; margin:0px 0px 10px 0px !important; border-color:#303FA4 !important; background-color:white !important; text-align:center !important;'&gt;&lt;table style='width:250px !important; background:none !important; border:0px !important; margin:0px 0px 10px 0px !important; padding:0px !important; border:0px; !important' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='background:none !important; height:25px !important; padding:0px !important; border:0px !important;'&gt;&lt;a title='SugarLoot: Sweet Contests' style='display:block !important; padding:0px !important; margin:0px 0px 10px 0px !important; background-color:#303FA4 !important; height:25px !important; text-align:left !important; border:0px !important;' href='http://www.sugarloot.com'&gt;&lt;img style='border:0px !important; padding:0px !important; margin:0px !important; float:left !important; width:99px !important;' alt='SugarLoot' src='http://icons.sugarloot.com/widget/logo.gif'/&gt;&lt;img style='border:0px !important; padding:0px !important; margin:0px !important; float:right !important; width:122px !important;' alt='Sweet Contests' src='http://icons.sugarloot.com/widget/slogan.gif'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='text-align:center; background:none !important; border:0px  !important;' width='100%'&gt;&lt;a style='border:1px !important; border-style:solid !important; border-color:#9CA7D3 !important; padding:2px !important; display:block !important; width:200px !important; margin:0px auto !important;' href='http://www.sugarloot.com/entry/EJFY4paGACfE5w'&gt;&lt;img style=' margin:0px !important; padding:0px !important; border:0px !important; float:none !important; width:200px !important;' alt='Please, give me a 10 for Alkaline Trio&amp;apos;s Best Tattoo or Piercing contest. If you think my tat is cool, help me out and pass a vote my way. Thanks! :)' src='http://i000-2.sugarloot.com/photo/spce_000_U7_896082_18101475_PROFILE.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='text-align:center !important; padding:10px 0px 0px 0px !important; background:none !important; border:0px  !important;'&gt;&lt;a style='font-size:18px !important; font-weight:900 !important; color:#E01E00 !important; font-family:arial,helvetica !important; text-decoration:underline !important; font-style:normal !important; text-transform:none !important; line-height:22px !important;' href='http://www.sugarloot.com/entry/EJFY4paGACfE5w'&gt;Please, give me a 10 for Alkaline Trio's Best Tattoo or Piercing contest. If you think my tat is cool, help me out and pass a vote my way. Thanks! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style='border: 0px !important; width:1px !important; height:1px !important;' src='http://www.sugarloot.com/trackimage/blogger/486915035'/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-1896924224460772637?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/1896924224460772637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=1896924224460772637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/1896924224460772637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/1896924224460772637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-give-me-10-for-alkaline-trio.html' title='Please, give me a 10 for Alkaline Trio&amp;#39;s Best Tattoo or Piercing contest. If you think my tat is cool, help me out and pass a vote my way. Thanks! :)'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-2647197107922017844</id><published>2008-06-11T20:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:47:35.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twelfth post'/><title type='text'>April and May were forgotten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this place anyway. In life, they were relatively awesome. April I visited Joe and ended up stranded in Charlotte, NC for a night on the way back. And I got to go to Philadelphia to get home(weird routing from Charlotte to Philly to Detroit). Then in May Joe came to MI to visit and collect me and most of my worldly possessions to come back to where I am now, our home for the year in Havelock, NC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't have a job yet. This disappoints me, but I guess it shouldn't surprise me. I don't know why I (and many other people) though I was just going to come down here and bang, presto! I would have a job. It's a nice thought, but... I guess this is the realism of the situation. I'm attempting to make friends, I think. I actually hung out with some of Joe's friends wives last week at the BBQ we went to. We played this game called "More Dirty Minds" obviously the sequel to Dirty Minds. Basically it was a game where you had to guess something but the clues you were given sounded more sexual, and you had to think outside of the box for an ordinary object. I won three times, and we played like five times. Then we played Scrabble. I suck at Scrabble(beats me why, I just do--I can't see where to put words, and then I swear dyslexia kicks in). We weren't being super serious playing it though, and everyone helped everyone else. We all had a margarita while we played, and it was pretty fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to the air show on Saturday and almost died. Seriously, we were out there for probably around 5 hours, and I would say the temperature with the heat index was at least as hot as 105 degrees. We drank a lot of water, but it was still miserable. I got sunburned a bit on places I swore my shirt covered. That was annoying. Also sweat pouring off everywhere was pretty annoying too. I was happy to get home, since at one point I was fearing puking from the heat. We saw some neat planes though, and Joe bought me an umbrella that could be clipped onto my chair(I think I would've been much much worse if I hadn't had that, so I was eternally grateful he loves me enough to spend $23 on it. Though, I'm sure it'll get used if we go to the beach or something like that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joe has to take the ACT again on Sat, and I think we are going to another gun show that day. This means I will have been to two gun shows in less than 2 months. This is crazy! I have a feeling I should bring a book, but at least this one is like 20 minutes from our house, where the other one we went to was a little over an hour, and they were only doing permits for that county. I should get like... three chick flicks for all this! Too bad I can't stand most films like that. No Sex In The City for me... no thanks! I wanna go see Indiana Jones, Don't Mess With the Zohan, and Get Smart. We should really go, since the movie theater is within walking distance of our house. I would go someday, but I don't want to go by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joe being on nightcrew=the suck.  He's on it til the end of July, then he heads to Yuma, AZ in August. Can it be September yet? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-2647197107922017844?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/2647197107922017844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=2647197107922017844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/2647197107922017844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/2647197107922017844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/06/april-and-may-were-forgotten.html' title='April and May were forgotten!'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-8916130002848497873</id><published>2008-03-24T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:23:08.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eleventh post'/><title type='text'>This made me laugh, especially 3. 4, and 7.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Nicole&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;UrbanDictionary.com's definitions for Nicole.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-8916130002848497873?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/8916130002848497873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=8916130002848497873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/8916130002848497873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/8916130002848497873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-made-me-laugh-especially-3-4-and-7.html' title='This made me laugh, especially 3. 4, and 7.'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-3843875181125903538</id><published>2008-03-18T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:48:36.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murry'/><title type='text'>I'm moving to NC in 2 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, there abouts. Probably on May 16th. Am I scared? Yes, terrified. Am I excited? Yes, very much so. Am I crazy for doing it? Maybe... But I won't know unless I try something. I've already tried a bit of networking with some people from Model Mayhem, so hopefully that can pan out a bit. I've got a lot of stuff to do: cleaning, sorting, donating, packing, seeing people before I leave. This is going to be a freaking whirlwind. But, I've convinced myself I'm ready for it (even if I did have to think so hard it made me cry my eyes out). There are a lot of people and places I'll miss here in MI, but I'm sure I'll come home and visit. And really, I'm only going to be gone for about a year. I think it'll be okay. I have to leave my poor little loyal Murry cat here, but I think it's better for his overall health. I'm afraid moving might kill him, and I love him too much to stress him out to that degree. I know Mom and Dad will love him a lot and take good care of him while I'm gone. It won't be exactly the same, but I think he'll manage. He's a good kitty(well, mostly)and I'll miss him a lot. I'll have Joe though. He's not a kitty, but he's someone who always makes me feel better. Maybe I can befriend some of the cats outside, but I can't get another cat, since I will be coming back to Murry, and Murry+new kitty=DOOM of angercatness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-3843875181125903538?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/3843875181125903538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=3843875181125903538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/3843875181125903538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/3843875181125903538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-moving-to-nc-in-2-months.html' title='I&apos;m moving to NC in 2 months!'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-5558142569918023461</id><published>2008-03-14T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:26:09.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ninth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><title type='text'>Dear A Softer World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you been reading my mind lately? Because I think you just might have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=292"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=292"&gt;"You can't start a fire without a spark"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to go to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-5558142569918023461?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/5558142569918023461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=5558142569918023461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5558142569918023461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5558142569918023461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/03/dear-softer-world.html' title='Dear A Softer World'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-5564508135890770898</id><published>2008-03-07T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:37:22.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eighth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me pic'/><title type='text'>My view on children, at least at the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=289"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I contain a factory for producing my own prison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been pretty tired lately. It might be the weather, but I've been feeling wiped out. I'm not really sure what it is, but I'm sure it isn't mono. I think i just need to keep better hours on my sleep schedule (or lack thereof). At least I get to rest tomorrow after work until Wednesday. I'll probably hang out with Mere and Colin and other people in there somewhere. They rock. I miss my Mouse, but I'm glad she's doing well in San Fransisco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R9IE2l1-v6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/pJ1LhkBT_Ss/s1600-h/IMGP1993v1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R9IE2l1-v6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/pJ1LhkBT_Ss/s320/IMGP1993v1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175204257720090530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think this is my favorite picture I've ever taken of myself. I'm super proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Tom Cruise won't come out of the closet!" God I love South Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-5564508135890770898?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/5564508135890770898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=5564508135890770898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5564508135890770898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5564508135890770898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-view-on-children-at-least-at-moment.html' title='My view on children, at least at the moment.'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R9IE2l1-v6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/pJ1LhkBT_Ss/s72-c/IMGP1993v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-6886657736591743985</id><published>2008-02-15T12:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:43:24.396-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seventh post'/><title type='text'>Dear Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry I have not given you an update in a while, I has been lazy. This is only to say I will definitely give you an update like whoa in a few hours. Please don't hate me, I heart you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-6886657736591743985?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/6886657736591743985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=6886657736591743985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/6886657736591743985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/6886657736591743985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-blogger.html' title='Dear Blogger'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-2989674179684928758</id><published>2008-02-08T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:55:30.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sixth post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me pics'/><title type='text'>New hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v03EyT2NI/AAAAAAAAABY/S6VjAeNXjKE/s1600-h/102_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v03EyT2NI/AAAAAAAAABY/S6VjAeNXjKE/s320/102_3154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164490624725145810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I has it. I like my emosaturated picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v2AUyT2PI/AAAAAAAAABo/zOWuPc24dsI/s1600-h/102_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v2AUyT2PI/AAAAAAAAABo/zOWuPc24dsI/s320/102_3155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164491883150563570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I is Bumblebee! I need to wear my Bumblebee shirt now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v1KkyT2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/URtmb56JYeM/s1600-h/102_3153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v1KkyT2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/URtmb56JYeM/s320/102_3153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164490959732594914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;More normally toned. I think it's gonna get a little blonder tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I hung out a lot with Miss Meredith. I went to a lecture with her and Colin, it was pretty interesting. The topic was "'Kissing Is a Symbol of Democracy!' US Popular   Culture and the Creation of a Culture of Romance in Occupied Japan" It had some definitely interesting moments, and I enjoyed myself. Then Mere and I hit up World Market for some baskets that WEMU was doing as an auction prize. Then I got to come to work with Mere. I puttered about on the computer, while Mere did work type stuff. It was really quiet and nice. We got out at about 4:30 and headed back to Mere's for yogurt and tea. A little while later Colin came over, and we headed out to Westland Mall. I hadn't been there in a while, but I still like it. I got a shirt at Kohl's and two pairs of pants and a shirt at NY and Company. We had dinner at Applebee's, and have decided that Main Street Ritas for only $3 are an awesome way to get buzzed on the cheap. The new hair is taking a bit of getting use to, but so far everyone who has seen it has really liked it. I'm pleased. :) I got a letter from my Joe today, and that made me really happy. I love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**All pictures credit my Raelyn Mouse!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-2989674179684928758?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/2989674179684928758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=2989674179684928758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/2989674179684928758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/2989674179684928758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-hair.html' title='New hair.'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6v03EyT2NI/AAAAAAAAABY/S6VjAeNXjKE/s72-c/102_3154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-4778331945090805228</id><published>2008-02-06T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:03:32.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fifth post'/><title type='text'>Video post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSSDfPvPxgk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSSDfPvPxgk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Randomness in a video, ah yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-4778331945090805228?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/4778331945090805228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=4778331945090805228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/4778331945090805228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/4778331945090805228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/02/video-post.html' title='Video post.'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-869820779462970118</id><published>2008-02-04T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:07:01.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murry pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourth post'/><title type='text'>It's oh so quiet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Shh. Shh. Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been long but quiet. Maybe it was long because it was quiet? Hard to say. I watched the 2nd half of the Superbowl last night. For someone not that enamored with football, I thought it turned out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my test results back today, negative, as I predicted. Thankfully I'm usually right about my body, and I take good enough care of it. I guess I could do better, and I will soon. It only needs a few minor changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;It's raining, and I don't have my mini umbrellas yet. :( Drat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6fQdUyT2LI/AAAAAAAAABI/6DAj45FoYcc/s1600-h/DSCF0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6fQdUyT2LI/AAAAAAAAABI/6DAj45FoYcc/s320/DSCF0104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163324700018071730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;This guy pretty much keeps me sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6fRKUyT2MI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_y98rEewpSQ/s1600-h/DSCF0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6fRKUyT2MI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_y98rEewpSQ/s320/DSCF0106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325473112185026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;He sleeps a lot. Sometimes we nap together. :) &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-869820779462970118?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/869820779462970118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=869820779462970118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/869820779462970118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/869820779462970118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-oh-so-quiet.html' title='It&apos;s oh so quiet...'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6fQdUyT2LI/AAAAAAAAABI/6DAj45FoYcc/s72-c/DSCF0104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-5493250308485118725</id><published>2008-02-03T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:40:37.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murry pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me pic'/><title type='text'>Creative curls and kitties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6YdZ0yT2GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PXIOdDUoSfE/s1600-h/DSCF0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6YdZ0yT2GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PXIOdDUoSfE/s320/DSCF0095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162846352330446946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did it myself. The curls, not the picture. My Mouse took the picture for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6Yd6EyT2HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qAFeOhLeWbk/s1600-h/DSCF0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6Yd6EyT2HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qAFeOhLeWbk/s320/DSCF0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162846906381228146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I can has coat plz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6YktEyT2KI/AAAAAAAAABA/zwaJhfO0IpI/s1600-h/DSCF0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6YktEyT2KI/AAAAAAAAABA/zwaJhfO0IpI/s320/DSCF0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162854379624323234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is my coat now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Demetri Martin gave me a photo idea. It's probably been done before, but that's okay. I need a lot of mini umbrellas and a rainstorm. ;) Last night I got to ring the fork bell, while playing Spoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;with plastic forks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-5493250308485118725?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/5493250308485118725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=5493250308485118725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5493250308485118725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/5493250308485118725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/02/creative-curls-and-kitties.html' title='Creative curls and kitties.'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6YdZ0yT2GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PXIOdDUoSfE/s72-c/DSCF0095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-8918487328600643035</id><published>2008-02-01T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T12:47:42.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can has cheezburger'/><title type='text'>My friend made this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My friend Mike posted this to i can has cheezburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/completestore/2008/1/30/balrogdawgwan128461887692343750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/completestore/2008/1/30/balrogdawgwan128461887692343750.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cute, but a little scary. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-8918487328600643035?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/8918487328600643035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=8918487328600643035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/8918487328600643035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/8918487328600643035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-friend-made-this.html' title='My friend made this'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063906221830079287.post-7825750960554289153</id><published>2008-01-31T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:21:17.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murry pic'/><title type='text'>The New Pollution(I stole this from Beck, but I think he'll understand)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone and anyone is doing this Blogger thing. So, being this the last day of January, I figured what the heck, lets go for it and start this party. I am going to try and update this a bit more regularly then my Livejournal, which I think I may have given up on. I have been told to put my "Nicoleisms" here. That'd require a bit more documentation on my part probably, but we'll give it a shot. Also the request of photos has been taken, and will be answered in the form of more randomness then you can shake a stick at. In fact, here you go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KKokyT2DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2RE51P_H94w/s1600-h/DSCF0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KKokyT2DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2RE51P_H94w/s320/DSCF0062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161840552594102322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Random picture of Murry laser eyes, hot off my hard drive. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063906221830079287-7825750960554289153?l=fictitiousone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/feeds/7825750960554289153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063906221830079287&amp;postID=7825750960554289153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/7825750960554289153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063906221830079287/posts/default/7825750960554289153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictitiousone.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-pollutioni-stole-this-from-beck-but.html' title='The New Pollution(I stole this from Beck, but I think he&apos;ll understand)'/><author><name>Fictitious One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153532378547429296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KL8EyT2FI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MwSMk-O5joY/S220/pickles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DetimgOdTH8/R6KKokyT2DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2RE51P_H94w/s72-c/DSCF0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
