<?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-3057873</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:28:36.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondie's Brain on Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>"Procrastination is like masturbation; it feels &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; good, until you realize that you just FUCKED yourself!!!!" Welcome to University, enjoy your stay....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>447</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-90840533</id><published>2003-03-16T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T22:09:40.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was surprized to see that i am still in the top 200 on clix. Go figure. Even with a banner that says "I am the monkey" &lt;br /&gt;I'm way too funny sometimes, too funny for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;I should tell interesting stories about my sex life on here. Then people would flock to my blog. Too bad it is boring ;)&lt;br /&gt;Um. I feel like i need to seriously update my template. Maybe i'll do that when i am not sick anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Shmucks.&lt;br /&gt;If you decide to come visit me from Clix, leave me a note. i don't bite. Unless you ask me to ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-90840533?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/90840533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/90840533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90840533' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-89872736</id><published>2003-02-27T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T17:31:38.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is just a bad day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-89872736?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89872736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89872736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89872736' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-89857552</id><published>2003-02-27T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T12:33:26.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brian Johns:&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Feb. 21st, swam the 400 IM (KILLER). The previous world record was a 4:04.74, held by Matthew Dunn, and it was sent in 1998.&lt;br /&gt;Brian's previous best time was a 4:06.7 or something &lt;br /&gt;He swam a 4:02.72.&lt;br /&gt;WHOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-89857552?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89857552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89857552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89857552' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-89626784</id><published>2003-02-23T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T17:47:41.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been two days, and i'm still in shock. I can't believe someone i know (and not just someone i know, someone i know really well) has a world record. YAY. He's doing so amazingly well, and he's totally telling the rest of the world to watch out, cuz he's coming!!&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, cuz last week, we were getting drunk. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-89626784?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89626784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89626784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89626784' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-89543545</id><published>2003-02-22T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T00:25:31.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have to say, it's not everyday that your best friend has an oppurtunity to break a world record....&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided that even though Brian was not exactly CLOSE to the WR, i was gonna go and watch him swim today in Victoria. So I head over to Victoria knowing that he's gonna have a good swim.......&lt;br /&gt;I never expected him to do what he did though. He FUCKING SMASHED the world record. By 2 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was the coolest most intense thing i have EVER watched. I almost peed my pants!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Congrats to Brian, you are truly amazing sweetie, I love ya, and you know it. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm outtie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-89543545?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89543545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89543545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89543545' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-89135383</id><published>2003-02-15T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T00:16:05.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy all!&lt;br /&gt;I am so releived that it's over. It's offically 12:07 and i have made it through Valentine's Day unscathed by Cupid's bow. I no longer feel the need to send out little cards. However, I have writen "anti-valentines" valentines to my friends....I figured that today (by today i mean the 14th) was as good a day as any to let people know that they are important to me. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't see everyone today though, due to prior commitments, but that's okay. &lt;br /&gt;However, i did have bubble tea with my Valentine (cough cough) Mr. Pooleys. He was very sweet and asked if i wanted to go have bubble tea today, so i obliged. I was originally planning on going to get uber tanked, but i restrained and am putting it off until tomorrow night as Pooley was much more important. ;)&lt;br /&gt;So i had bubble tea and relaxed with Pooley and it was great. When i gave him his Anti-Valentine, he sniff! Almost cried (maybe not). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had two midterms today. it was weird, in a way, i usually don't care about midterms cuz i never study anyways.......but these were different. no one studied. No one. We all walked in going "I can't believe the TA's aren't striking". I knew my stuff on both though, as they aren't really the types of classes where you can read about the midterm in a text book...my english/poetry class, where you just had to be attending class, and paying attention in order to write the essay on a sight poem, and my french class, where again, you just really had to be attending the class.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it's late and i'm tired, so sweet dreams everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-89135383?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89135383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/89135383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89135383' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88801599</id><published>2003-02-09T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T08:05:32.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm taking a health psychology course. It's a lot of work, a lot of definitions, and a lot of understanding. The problem? 50 Multiple choice questions. Yeah. In my opinion health psych is very muc NOT about the MC questions. Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;Something that we discussed is called "empathetic coping". In some cases, this is a good thing, like when it facilitates problems solving, and in close loving relationships where you are trying to help people through things. However, there is a negative side to empathetic coping as well. People can become TOO good at it. The most scary example is women in abusive relationships. When the abusive significant other is the one consoling the woman after the abuse, he (assuming it is a he here, sorry to offend the males) is also forcing upon her an empathetic view of the situation. Because she is being comforted by the abuser, she also sees that he is not always like that....leading her to believe that if she had done whatever caused the fight (Not having dinner early enough, cooking something he doesn't like) to be her fault. The woman then starts believing that she deserves to be abused, as she can see the point of view of her sig. other.  This is the over-use of empathetic coping.  This is called "Battered Wife Syndrome". Very difficult. &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see when you don't know it's happening (to you). It's one of those things that you think only happens on TV, on old movies, or the Sopranos. But it's real. &lt;br /&gt; More on a less sombre note when i get home from 8 hours of mean green chlorine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88801599?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88801599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88801599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88801599' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88787060</id><published>2003-02-08T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T21:55:06.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is my blog broken again???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88787060?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88787060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88787060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88787060' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88668955</id><published>2003-02-06T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T13:48:42.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FaeriexWings/1035039127_icsophelia.JPG" border="0" alt="I am Ophelia, from Shakespeare's "Hamlet""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hamlet's:&lt;br /&gt;Ophelia-&lt;br /&gt;Polonius's daughter, a beautiful young woman with&lt;br&gt;whom Hamlet has been in love. Ophelia is a&lt;br&gt;sweet and innocent young girl, who obeys her&lt;br&gt;father and her brother, Laertes. Dependent on&lt;br&gt;men to tell her how to behave, she gives in to&lt;br&gt;Polonius's schemes to spy on Hamlet. Even in&lt;br&gt;her lapse into madness and death, she remains&lt;br&gt;maidenly, singing songs about flowers and&lt;br&gt;finally drowning in the river amid the flower&lt;br&gt;garlands she had gathered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FaeriexWings/quizzes/*%20Which%20Tragic%20Shakespearean%20Heroin%20are%20You%3F%20*/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;* Which Tragic Shakespearean Heroin are You? *&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an Ophelia Complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/orliwhore/1038126079_sktopBloom.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Orlando Bloom: you like them dead sexy, with an&lt;br&gt;orgasmic accent and looks. *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/orliwhore/quizzes/Which%20guy%20are%20you%20destined%20to%20have%20sex%20with%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which guy are you destined to have sex with?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit...the first time, i got Heath, but he's Nomi's, so i tried again. WHOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88668955?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88668955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88668955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88668955' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88454026</id><published>2003-02-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T20:20:38.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While desperately trying not to procrastinate, I am sitting here starring blankly at my computer. I am slightly chlorine stoned. It's weird. I don't think in all my years as a swimmer i ever experienced this much Chlorine OD. I sat on the pool deck for 8 hours today. Now, for a swimmer at a swim meet, that is like, not much.......but then again, in those 8 hours, you are moving around, and swimming, and are free to leave the Chlorine dome. Also, you have a lunch break for more than 10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;So today is a Cl day. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it has impared my brain, which is SHITTY cuz i have an inclass essay due tomorrow. AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;So that is the story of my day. No one is writing in their blogs anymore. Perhaps we've grown beyond that? I think i still like to write in here. Perhaps i am able to write because I am able to take things lightly.&lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones.......:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88454026?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88454026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88454026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88454026' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88411541</id><published>2003-02-01T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T22:28:42.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny cuz it rhymes.....but i don't know...it's not addressed to anyone, so don't think i'm pissed at Matt, cuz i'm not :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me when I’m standing on your head?&lt;br /&gt;Or have you already forgotten me, lying next to you in bed?&lt;br /&gt;Are you the kind of man that I don’t need in my life?&lt;br /&gt;Just another one who doesn’t want a wife.&lt;br /&gt;I have no way of knowing if you are real.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too much, too long to trust how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to grow the fuck up,&lt;br /&gt;And learn that your wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You need to shut the fuck up,&lt;br /&gt;And let me sing my song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess playing with my feelings never made you think&lt;br /&gt;You want girls to fall for you over your dumbfounded blink..&lt;br /&gt;I did just what you thought I would, &lt;br /&gt;I let go of my heart before I understood&lt;br /&gt;Your just a jerk looking for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;And I’m a girl, who was set up for a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to grow the fuck up,&lt;br /&gt;And learn that your wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You need to shut the fuck up,&lt;br /&gt;And let me sing my song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve screwed me over for the last time&lt;br /&gt;So don’t go thinking things are fine&lt;br /&gt;Keep watching where you walk,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t show your face on my block.&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of all your shit,&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88411541?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88411541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88411541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88411541' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88408577</id><published>2003-02-01T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T21:12:20.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny cuz it's true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88408577?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88408577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88408577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88408577' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88256770</id><published>2003-01-29T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T23:59:03.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PS And my boobs will never go back to what they were in highschool. WAHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88256770?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88256770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88256770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88256770' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-88256761</id><published>2003-01-29T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T23:58:44.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonjour. Je regarde le movie "Amelie" en Francais. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Grind the other day. It was weird....I had forgotten a few things....like the time i wrote "Nelson" on the table, cuz i was trying to get Matt in trouble. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;ANd the time someone wrote Ashleigh Sucks. That was good.&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw some interesting ones...like "Amy and David"&lt;br /&gt;That one was weird.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Things you forget, yet the memories remain. &lt;br /&gt;My recommendation for today is that everyone should go somewhere where they haven't been for a while....a place that you possibly used to frequent. A place that used to be familiar, but now isn't.&lt;br /&gt;This gets me thinking. How many places like that do i have? A lot. Too many. Many too many. Pools, coffee shops, hearts...&lt;br /&gt;I miss being who i was in highschool, but i don't think i could ever go back.&lt;br /&gt;My sentimental thoughts of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-88256761?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88256761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/88256761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88256761' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-87943729</id><published>2003-01-23T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T22:27:50.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel the need to write my dumb story. Why? Because i can.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around today and realized i really had to pee. Do you know how difficult it is to find a public restroom when you are window shopping? I was in an area that was predominantly little tacky stores. A few restaurants, which all displayed signs saying "Bathroom is for customers only". I started to realize why every single restaurant had that sign. There were no other bathrooms! It was completely ridiculous. Usually i am respectful, but i was getting quite flustered. To quote a friend "I had to pee so bad, my back teeth were floating! &lt;br /&gt;So, the world of Blondie was getting pretty miserable. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, i couldn't handle it anymore. I had to buy a coffee so that i could go pee. Was this a smart idea? Of course not. Although i got to pee, I soon had to pee again! So thus ends another exciting chapter of Blondie-piece theater.&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous. My word of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-87943729?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/87943729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/87943729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87943729' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-87767180</id><published>2003-01-20T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T20:57:39.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tired. I am grumpy. I have constant migraine headaches. My back is constantly sore. My knee isn't getting any better, and I am on the verge of killing all surrounding people/plants/animals. Also on the verge of death. Am very grumpy. &lt;br /&gt;None of this is to be taken too seriously. Except the part about pain....i am so fucking tired of this bullshit with ICBC. Just because the fucker hit me at a slowish speed doesn't mean that i'm not injured. Just because my car doesn't have a lot of damage doesn't mean i'm not broken. I am so god damn tired of this bullshit. I'm paying 30 dollars every two days because of some little itty bitty bone in my back that has decided to move. My muscles are in continuous spasm, causing blinding pain. I pay 250 bucks a month to ICBC so that if i get in an accident they can take care of me. That's what insurance is for, is it not? So someone, please tell me: If i am paying $250 every goddamn month, why is it that ICBC can't find any money to pay for my chiro? Why is it that if i was not injured in the car accident, my doctor had to prescribe prescription strength pain medication? &lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;So tired of being in pain. I just want to have a day where i can feel decent. I haven't even been able to use my new snowboard because I'm too sore. &lt;br /&gt;Add to this, the fact that I have to find another part time job, because the fucking asshole rowing coach decided that he didn't need me for this term, mainly because he wants more money for himself. This, after he already told me i had the job for the full year. I turned down 2 other jobs (that paid slightly more money per week) because i felt that i had made the commitment, and so i should stick to it. &lt;br /&gt;Oh. And one more thing: He still owes me 150 bucks for coaching, which it looks like i won't be seeing.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My life is just fanfuckingtastic right now. &lt;br /&gt;Hope i don't depress all of you. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-87767180?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/87767180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/87767180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87767180' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-86006270</id><published>2002-12-14T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T14:51:53.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new car says "Beep"&lt;br /&gt;It's SO cute. &lt;br /&gt;It needs a name....something cute, cuz it definetly isn't the "Sex Bomb" that the cougar is. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Driving standard is much more fun than automatic, but i am in the process of learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-86006270?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/86006270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/86006270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#86006270' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85939823</id><published>2002-12-13T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T02:56:06.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY WHAT THE FUCK?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;So to all of you who know me (and all of you who don't) Remember the time, back in August of 2000 that i got into a narsty car accident? Yeah, remember how much fun that was? Yeah....me too. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how ICBC said "You weren't really injured....your doctor has listed your knee injury as 'unexplainable' so that means it doesn't really exist"&lt;br /&gt;Remember how Ashleigh can no longer swim? &lt;br /&gt;Remember how i JUST settled my claim last week? &lt;br /&gt;Remember how i'm getting my new car on saturday? &lt;br /&gt;Yeah......well funny thing...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just like dealing with ICBC....&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, i have a FUCKING MAGNET on my car that draws other cars towards it. &lt;br /&gt;So if you haven't guessed by now, I got into another (YES ANOTHER) car accident. This one, not as severe. Thank GOD. But, it could prove to be more painful. &lt;br /&gt;I got rear-ended by a guy who surprize surprize, wasn't paying attention. Gee, do you think that break lights are there for a reason? &lt;br /&gt;I felt bad for the guy, but you know what? JESUS CHRIST STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BUMPER! Is it that hard to do? Work with me here people!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know accidents happen, and that's why they are called "ACCIDENTS". But, holy crap. Leave me alone, please! &lt;br /&gt;Conversation in my car:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Did we just get hit?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh god. Oh god, not again.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: It's okay...deep breath....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Yeah, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah....i think so...&lt;br /&gt;Man taps on window (frantic): are you girls okay????&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know, can we please pull over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....after first car accident, i learned how to handle situations like this. &lt;br /&gt;He was preeeeeettttty frantic. I think he was stoned...he smelled like mary-jane. but, i am so not going to call him on it......i don't want to ruin his life over something this small. He knows he fucked up, and 100 to 1 odds are that he will NEVER do it again. Plus, he's already 100% at fault, and will probably have a very difficult time driving for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;But point being, he was like "Are you okay, is your car damaged, you're sure you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;I said "Look, my car doesn't look super damaged, but the bumper is pushed in a lot. So i can't say one way or the other."&lt;br /&gt;he was like "Are you okay?" &lt;br /&gt;i said "I'm not hurt right now, but i'm not going to say i'm okay just yet...I need to go to a doctor, and then i can let you know"&lt;br /&gt;He appologized, and i said "What happened? Did you just slide into me? Did you see me stopped?" &lt;br /&gt;He said "No i didn't notice that you were stopped, and i guess the road was just too slick...i tried to break, but i couldn't stop. I was going way too fast"&lt;br /&gt;He basically did everything you AREN'T supposed to do....admission of guilt, admission of driving too fast, and admission of not paying attention. &lt;br /&gt;ALL-STAR.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap. I have a headache and back ache and still have some what nauseated stomach. Went to the Stone Temple for breif "relaxation". Bri was down there, and was like "Wanna come hang out?" so i was like "Hmmm. Maybe for a few mintues"&lt;br /&gt;It was possibly the weirdest time EVER. The first guy i saw was a guy that i went to Junior High with. He was like "Do i know you?" i was like "Yeah..well, no. We went to junior high together"&lt;br /&gt;So this guy proceeded to hit on me, and try to dance with me all night long. &lt;br /&gt;Strange how it works.....the guys who won't give you the time of day in highschool are trying so desperately to get with you when you grow boobs.&lt;br /&gt;Meh. &lt;br /&gt;He's a year older....maybe he was just dumb.&lt;br /&gt;I need some sleep....head hurts. brain hurts. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85939823?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85939823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85939823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85939823' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85846549</id><published>2002-12-11T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T09:31:01.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As cool as it is to set people up and have them be happy, it kinda tends to suck when they no longer have time for you. I guess that's what i get for playing cupid right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that i'm totally negelected, cuz I'm not. I'm just being selfish right now. Meh. Maybe i have no prior claim. Meh. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just being needy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85846549?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85846549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85846549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85846549' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85672132</id><published>2002-12-07T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T23:51:41.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A special treat for all my little Gino's and Chachi's out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifenetwork.ca/life_online/top_10/top10_30_1.asp"&gt;Top Ten Pick Up Lines!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and the top 10 rejections to those top 10 pick up lines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85672132?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85672132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85672132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85672132' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85602996</id><published>2002-12-06T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T10:40:19.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah!!! Pre-Exam Stress Syndrome. Not at all helped by the fact that i sit infront of my computer to study.&lt;br /&gt;I need to read 3 massive text books by monday. WEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;ah well. life could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;life is good. Stressful but good. Don't know where Matt and I really stand. It's just another thing in my life to distract me.&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85602996?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85602996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85602996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85602996' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85288296</id><published>2002-11-30T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T01:04:50.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Amzfairy/quizzes/An%2080's%20TV%20quiz!/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Amzfairy/1038156801_ks_jemlogo.gif" border="0" alt="jemlogo"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;An 80's TV quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85288296?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85288296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85288296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85288296' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85288259</id><published>2002-11-30T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T01:02:52.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/spicychicken/quizzes/---What%20fast%20food%20condiment%20are%20you%3F---/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1032834543_CMyDocumentsfotoQketchup.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;---What fast food condiment are you?---&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85288259?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85288259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85288259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85288259' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85288214</id><published>2002-11-30T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T01:00:25.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/alexmegami/quizzes/Which%20Rainbow%20Brite%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033480200_iterainbow.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Rainbow Brite character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85288214?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85288214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85288214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85288214' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-85094457</id><published>2002-11-25T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T21:39:41.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which%20Ultimate%20Beautiful%20Woman%20are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Lorac/1035591456_topgoddess.jpg" border="0" alt="Goddess"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm. Something tells me that I might not be exactly how this test portrays me.....but damn, i like it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-85094457?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85094457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/85094457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85094457' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84984255</id><published>2002-11-23T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T14:58:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. You know what? If we are going to start this bullshit again, then i'm not going to play dumb: &lt;br /&gt;Erin, I'm not deliberately avoiding you, or trying to be rude. I'm just not doing anything about anything! Everytime I am about to say "Hey" on MSN, you go off-line.  &lt;br /&gt;And, you say that it's a weird time in your life right now: Well, guess what? I'm having a wee bit of a weird time myself! I'm watching everything that I have done over the past 3 years crumble before my very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking for everyone to feel sorry for me. I'm wanting people to know what is going on so that they don't start inventing things. I've never asked to be "popular", mainly because i hate having people think untrue things about me. &lt;br /&gt;So look, if you want to bash me, and make it apparent that you are doing so, that is fine. But at least attatch a name to the complaint. &lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your support, and I thank you for offering to be there for me. That is very kind of you, considering that we haven't spoken in a while.&lt;br /&gt;But please, don't try to guilt trip me, and don't try to make me feel like the bad guy here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to be rude, or horrible, and I definetly don't want to air the whole thing out here on my blog.....so I'm gonna stop here, before i say anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Respond how you want. I'm done playing games, okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84984255?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84984255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84984255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84984255' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84913535</id><published>2002-11-21T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T23:52:44.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Santa, &lt;br /&gt;I have put in my good hours this year. I really have. I was nice to people who could have potentially been rather unhappy otherwise, and made friends! I laughed at my mother's jokes, rather than laughing at her. I brushed and braided my sister's hair various times, and drove her and the moron bunch (okay, sweet little gr.11 girls) around. I coached rowing, and my girls won! I worked hard this year! So, in turn, i have made a rather extravegent wish list. Feel free to send any one item, or all of them to my house.....the chimney is rather small, so the carport will also do. &lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes in the holiday season,&lt;br /&gt;Blondie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Wish List&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A car (VW Beetle)&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: $25,000&lt;br /&gt;specifics -yellow, sunroof, leather interior, heated seats, cd player etc. Basically, fully loaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) MAC make up&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: $35-$60 per set&lt;br /&gt;specifics- all of the holiday sets. Except the lipsticks. Meh, not a fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) NARS makeup&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: $27 per blush&lt;br /&gt;specifics- namely i want the blush. Orgasm, Sin, and Amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Drum Set&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: LOTS ??&lt;br /&gt;specifics- I wanna learn. Anything will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: $1000 +&lt;br /&gt;specifics- They have nice, pretty ones at Tom Lee.....i want to learn to wail like Courtney Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Roxy Clothing&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: Various&lt;br /&gt;specifics- nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Snowboarding clothing&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: Jacket $200+ &lt;br /&gt;specifics- NFA, Bonfire, Arson....Mmmmmsnowboarding clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Lap Top Computer&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: SPOIL ME!&lt;br /&gt;specifics- pent 4, with CD/DVD player, CD writer, and wireless internet card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Modem for Palm Pilot&lt;br /&gt;Estimated Price: $500&lt;br /&gt;specifics: More than palm cost. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so that's where I'm at!&lt;br /&gt;SPOIL ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;(ha ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Note to all reading this: If i get even one of these things, i will be extatic. I am buying my own car, and I am not getting anything more than $100 for Christmas :)**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84913535?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84913535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84913535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84913535' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84912989</id><published>2002-11-21T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T23:30:35.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STOLE THIS FROM NOMI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVED IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY OF A WOMAN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 18 and 20 a woman is like Africa, half discovered, half wild, &lt;br /&gt;naturally beautiful with fertile deltas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 21 and 30 a woman is like America, well developed and open to &lt;br /&gt;Trade especially for someone with cash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 31 and 40 she is like India, very hot, relaxed and convinced &lt;br /&gt;of her own beauty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 41 and 50 a woman is like France. Gently aging but still a &lt;br /&gt;warm and a desirable place to visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 51 and 60 she is like Yugoslavia, lost the war - haunted by &lt;br /&gt;Past mistakes. Massive reconstruction is now necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 61 and 70, she is like Russia, very wide and borders are not &lt;br /&gt;patrolled. The frigid climate keeps people away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 71 and 75, a woman is like Mongolia, with a glorious and all &lt;br /&gt;conquering past but alas, no future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 75, they become Afghanistan. Most everyone knows where it is, &lt;br /&gt;but no one wants to go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY OF A MAN &lt;br /&gt;Between 15 and 70 a man is like Iraq - ruled by a dick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84912989?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84912989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84912989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84912989' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84884429</id><published>2002-11-21T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T11:56:53.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A pop quiz:&lt;br /&gt;State your name: Blondie&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: Blonde (Um...right.)&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: Green&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'10"ish.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: MY ASS&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself? Sometimes. Othertimes, i question my own sanity, and how i can be who i am.&lt;br /&gt;**Truncation** &lt;br /&gt;Will finish later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84884429?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84884429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84884429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84884429' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84734144</id><published>2002-11-18T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T16:38:42.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;I am drooling...&lt;br /&gt;i am losing control...&lt;br /&gt;i am in love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a88.g.akamai.net/f/88/606/1d/image.pathfinder.com/people/spa/bachelors2001/men/images/mdamon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84734144?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84734144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84734144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84734144' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84457217</id><published>2002-11-12T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T21:27:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webkin.co.uk/poll/fruit_quiz.html" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webkin.co.uk/poll/strawberry.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=-2&gt;Strawberry: 50/100 Pear: 20/100 Banana: 50/100 Tomato: 15/100 Lemon: 0/100 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.webkin.co.uk/poll/fruit_quiz.html" target="_top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Fruit Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; test by &lt;a href="http://www.webkin.co.uk"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ellen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.planetaaron.co.uk"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aaron&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm both and neither:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS!&lt;br /&gt;You're a Margarita! Tangy like the TripleSec, Luminous like the lime, Supereme like the salt, and Troublesome like tequila, you're a perfect mix to get anyone intoxicated. &lt;br /&gt;Buddy Icon: &lt;img src="http://www.imfanatic.com/Drinks/margarita.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CONGRATS!&lt;br /&gt;You're a Sex on the Beach! Your party-hard eccentricity is exceeded only by your urge to hump like a rabbit. You live by the 'Sex, or be sexed' motto. &lt;br /&gt;Buddy Icon: &lt;img src="http://www.imfanatic.com/Drinks/sexonthebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I'm a Sex on the Beach, &lt;a href="http://www.imfanatic.com/whatdrinkareyou.php" target="_blank"&gt;discover your ALcoHoLiC personality!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84457217?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84457217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84457217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84457217' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84456893</id><published>2002-11-12T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T21:15:22.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel weird. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like i haven't been attractive to anyone except for Matt for the past 2 years, and now all of a sudden, I realize that this is (at least in part) not true. It's been 2 days, and i already have a lunch date....although it is mostly (like, 98%) platonic...it's still kinda nice to know that he finds me attractive. Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;I also have insane motivation to work out now. I have more energy to put towards swimming.I actually wanted to go for a run (until i realized that my knee would explode!) I want to feel attractive again. It's kinda cool. I know i tried desperately not to lose my self in my relationship, and for the most part i did a very good job of it. However, I did lose my will to be attractive. I lost my will to look good. Unless i made a conscious effort to dress my self up, i could care less. And it's not to say i have to wear make up everyday, or that i won't go out in my casual sweat pants...i'm talking more about actually physically doing something to improve my body shape, and weight.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I've said my piece.&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure this is perfectly clear: I AM NOT DATING ANYONE. I STILL LOVE MATT. I AM GOING ON A LUNCH DATE THAT IS PLATONIC, NOT ANYTHING MORE THAN FRIENDS!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84456893?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84456893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84456893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84456893' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84392318</id><published>2002-11-11T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T17:36:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post this, and i'm sure i'm going to get a variety of responses, if any. &lt;br /&gt;But i need to say this, and i don't really care if anyone responds or not.&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I are taking a break. There are too many things going on right now in both of our lives. It's a mess. If we continue to be together through it, it's only going to end up hurting our relationship. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we are good together, but right now......it's just not right. &lt;br /&gt;Yes i still love him with all my heart, and yes he still loves me with all his heart. So don't think that this is forever. We need to take a break.....that's all. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this will create some great gossip, but fuck it. i don't care anymore. I'm being truthful and honest.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sure that people will have responses that greatly vary from "Oh no, my world is crumbling because they are supposed to be so good together" (Ha, right) to "WHOOHOO, THEY DIDN'T LAST!"&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are on that spectrum, that's fine by me, just don't gossip about it, and don't make shit up that you don't know. Don't ask other people about it, because no one knows about it, except for what you are reading right here. &lt;br /&gt;I'm being honest, I'm writing the truth. I ask that you respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84392318?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84392318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84392318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84392318' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84373099</id><published>2002-11-11T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T10:32:20.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daydreamings.com/disney" target="_blank" style="border: none"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.daydreamings.com/disney/small_aurora.gif" width=300 height=80 alt="I am Aurora!" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which &lt;a href="http://www.daydreamings.com/disney" target="_blank"&gt;Disney Princess&lt;/a&gt; are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daydreamings.com/disney" target="_blank" style="border: none"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.daydreamings.com/disney/small_ariel.gif" width=300 height=80 alt="I am Ariel!" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which &lt;a href="http://www.daydreamings.com/disney" target="_blank"&gt;Disney Princess&lt;/a&gt; are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84373099?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84373099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84373099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84373099' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84371617</id><published>2002-11-11T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T09:59:34.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table BORDER=0 CELLSPACING=0 WIDTH="330" BGCOLOR="#000000" bordercolor="#75A8BB" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td WIDTH="50%" BGCOLOR="#EDE7D8"&gt;&lt;img SRC="http://ineureka.com/tarotreadings/funstuff/cupqueen.jpg" height=255 width=150&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td ALIGN=LEFT VALIGN=CENTER WIDTH="50%" BGCOLOR="#EDE7D8"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Helvetica"&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;font size=-2&gt;WATER OF WATER. Pretty lady! Fair and gentle, your empathy attracts others to you. Possibly psychic, you are pure emotion and are more likely to act on feeling rather than practical thought or logic. You think that's just fine because imagination is important. You are the Whore of Babylon with her cup of abominable things, the Medium of Endor and in the mundane world you usually make a good wife and mother. You shine when you are able to give emotional support to others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;caption ALIGN=BOTTOM&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Helvetica"&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;font size=-1&gt;&lt;a href="http://ineureka.com/tarotreadings/funstuff/quizzes.html"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created by &lt;a href="http://polly_snodgrass.livejournal.com"&gt;Polly Snodgrass&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/caption&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I couldn't decide what i wanted to have done with my body when i die, so i chose two different answers, and ended up with two different results!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table BORDER=0 CELLSPACING=0 WIDTH="330" BGCOLOR="#000000" bordercolor="#75A8BB" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td WIDTH="50%" BGCOLOR="#EDE7D8"&gt;&lt;img SRC="http://ineureka.com/tarotreadings/funstuff/wandqueen.jpg" height=257 width=150&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td ALIGN=LEFT VALIGN=CENTER WIDTH="50%" BGCOLOR="#EDE7D8"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Helvetica"&gt;&lt;font color="#CC0000"&gt;&lt;font size=-2&gt;WATER OF FIRE. You are energetic and dramatic. You don't hesitate to take the initiative and aren't normally comfortable being cooped up in the house. You need to be involved in some kind of cause or activity. Your charismatic personality gets you plenty of attention. You'd make a good artist and are very creative. You have a strong will; beware of jealousy or instability. You fiery wench you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;caption ALIGN=BOTTOM&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Helvetica"&gt;&lt;font color="#CC0000"&gt;&lt;font size=-1&gt;&lt;a href="http://ineureka.com/tarotreadings/funstuff/quizzes.html"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created by &lt;a href="http://polly_snodgrass.livejournal.com"&gt;Polly Snodgrass&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/caption&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84371617?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84371617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84371617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84371617' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84371192</id><published>2002-11-11T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T09:50:35.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: #fff; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 10px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #090"&gt;20%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; geek&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thudfactor.com/images/geekquiz/girl_0x25.jpg" height="170" width="120"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;OK, so maybe you ain't a geek. You do, at least, show a bit of interest in the world around you. Either that, or you have enough of a sense of humor to pick some of the sillier answers on the test. Regardless, you're probably a pretty nifty, well-rounded person who gets along fine with people and can chat with just about anyone without fear of looking stupid or foolish or overly concerned with minutiae. God, I hate you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thudfactor.com/geekquiz.php"&gt;Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84371192?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84371192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84371192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84371192' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84203392</id><published>2002-11-07T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T18:38:33.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Added to "Tee-Shirts Needed" list:&lt;br /&gt;"Make-Up Whore"&lt;br /&gt;Thnx Wench&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84203392?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84203392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84203392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84203392' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84187951</id><published>2002-11-07T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T12:34:53.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/hole.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/grunge.htm"&gt;Which Grunge Band Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean i can rock out in versace gowns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84187951?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84187951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84187951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84187951' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-84067927</id><published>2002-11-05T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T09:16:50.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tee-Shirts i need:&lt;br /&gt;1) "Cupid"&lt;br /&gt;2) "She-ra" (with picture)&lt;br /&gt;3) "Team Gong-Show"&lt;br /&gt;4) "Sweedish Rowing Team"&lt;br /&gt;5) "Shwy"&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;can't think of the others right now...any more ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-84067927?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84067927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/84067927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84067927' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-83884124</id><published>2002-11-01T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T10:25:23.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY DONE  MY ESSAYS!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;I finished one of them late (Oops), however, i'm under the impression that a cracked rib and torn intercostal (sp?) muscles is a pretty damn good excuse for not being in class to hand it in......i know he's going to ask for a doctor's note, which is fine, i can get one, i just forgot to get one yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you're hopped up on a)advil and b)halloweenie candy. &lt;br /&gt;Am becoming make up whore, just like Wench. Damn you woman! DAMN YOU! :)&lt;br /&gt;Mais, excuse moi, parce que je doit etudier le francais. Je suis une petite examen aujourd'hui.&lt;br /&gt;Merd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-83884124?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/83884124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/83884124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83884124' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-83684281</id><published>2002-10-28T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T14:36:18.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anyone out there in computer land have an opinion on Women's Struggles in India and Nigeria in relation to politics?&lt;br /&gt;I have to ask a why question, and find answers...&lt;br /&gt;So far, i'm asking "Why it is possible that in India one woman can become so powerful, whereas most women in India are considered much less than equal to the men. Also, Why is it that the women in Nigeria got to vote so much sooner than India?"&lt;br /&gt;Also topics:&lt;br /&gt;-Christianity (which is one of the more popular religions in Nigeria and some parts of India as well) celebrates a woman for some parts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i must relate this all to politics. Oui?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-83684281?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/83684281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/83684281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83684281' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-83649619</id><published>2002-10-27T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-27T22:45:41.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you feel like posting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-83649619?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/83649619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/83649619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83649619' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82638815</id><published>2002-10-07T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T08:03:51.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STILL NOT WORKING! AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;www.ms_thang_shwy.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82638815?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82638815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82638815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82638815' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82638789</id><published>2002-10-07T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T08:03:09.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Incase this decides to actually post.....&lt;br /&gt;i have a new temoporary blog. Title? Temporary. I am so original!&lt;br /&gt;Address: www.ms_thang_shwy.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;come visit real soon y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82638789?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82638789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82638789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82638789' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82455185</id><published>2002-10-02T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-02T23:03:11.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH&gt; Did i fux my computer? It hates me now.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82455185?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82455185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82455185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82455185' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82455171</id><published>2002-10-02T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-02T23:02:35.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://valvigirl.net/quizzes/ppgquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://valvigirl.net/quizzes/bubbles.gif" border=0 alt="Which PPG are you?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82455171?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82455171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82455171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82455171' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82402967</id><published>2002-10-01T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T22:26:18.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Error 503 can eat my ASS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;All i wanna do is post my GAWD DAMN HOT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;But noooooooooooooooooo. Blogger HATES me.&lt;br /&gt;BAH LATERZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82402967?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82402967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82402967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82402967' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82286317</id><published>2002-09-29T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T09:14:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT IS GOING ON WITH BLOGGER!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82286317?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82286317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82286317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82286317' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82286289</id><published>2002-09-29T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T16:04:17.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what is up with Blogger...it had all my stuff posted, and then took it all down..whats going on? Weirded out over here.......&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am thinking of going insane, and running, no matter how bad my knee is. Because right now, i'm feeling fat. FAT FAT FAT. No good at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go eat now. JK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82286289?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82286289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82286289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82286289' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82102903</id><published>2002-09-25T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-25T10:26:44.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MAN! I SUCK!! Last night i was so busy watching The Sopranos and Smallville that i forgot to post a hot man! Have no fear, I have one:&lt;br /&gt;To honour the Second Season of Smallville, My hot man is none other than Tom Welling.....Clark Kent himself. &lt;br /&gt;He's a hottie fer sure. Cute as a button...now if we could only figure out who he looks like........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.supermanhomepage.com/images/smallville/smallville2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.supermanhomepage.com/images/smallville/cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...kinda yummy!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82102903?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82102903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82102903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82102903' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-82096387</id><published>2002-09-25T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-25T07:52:49.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weight: Unmentionable&lt;br /&gt;Height: Tall enough&lt;br /&gt;Status of Thumb injury: Still pain in the ass, can't write diddly squat.&lt;br /&gt;So, my thumb sucks. I have done everything under the sky to make it heal quickly, including polysporin and not drinking alcohol. I MEAN COME ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wenchie put up her play list de jour...so i figured i might do the same.&lt;br /&gt;1)Barbeque Stain-Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;2)Sunshine On my window-The Raincoats&lt;br /&gt;3)I love rock n' roll-Joan Jett&lt;br /&gt;4)Home for a rest-Spirt of the West&lt;br /&gt;5)Where are you going-Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;6)Crash-Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;7)Space Between-Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;8)Dilemma-Nelly and Kelly R.&lt;br /&gt;9)Don't Turn out the lights-Enrique&lt;br /&gt;10)Without Me-Eminem&lt;br /&gt;11)Oh Boy-Cameron&lt;br /&gt;12)Keep Fishin'-Weezer&lt;br /&gt;13)Sweetest Thing-U2&lt;br /&gt;14)Friends in Low places-Garth Brooks&lt;br /&gt;15)Put your back into it-Ice Cube&lt;br /&gt;16)Everywhere-Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;17)Wasn't that a party?-Irish Rovers&lt;br /&gt;18)Gin and Juice-Phish (cover)&lt;br /&gt;19)Tango Shoes-Bif Naked &lt;br /&gt;20)I love Rock n' Roll-Britney Spears (cover)&lt;br /&gt;21)Hundred Million-Treblecharger&lt;br /&gt;22)I am mine-Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;23)I will but....-Shedaisy&lt;br /&gt;24)Everyday is a winding road-Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;25)Sweet Child of mine-Sheryl Crow (cover)&lt;br /&gt;26)Soak up the Sun-Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;27)I'd do anything-Simple Plan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for right now...&lt;br /&gt;I am loving Simple Plan, they rule. &lt;br /&gt;As you can see, my music taste is rather.....eclectic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-82096387?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82096387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/82096387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82096387' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81962830</id><published>2002-09-22T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-25T07:53:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, i'm studying french and i need a break, so i figured that re-doing this little count down would give me a few minutes of relaxation: &lt;br /&gt;It's an oldie but a goodie.&lt;br /&gt;[[10 Bands You've Seen Live]]&lt;br /&gt;- New Kids On the block (oh baby, oh baby)&lt;br /&gt;- Spice Girls&lt;br /&gt;- Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew Good Band&lt;br /&gt;- B4-4 (i still love them)&lt;br /&gt;- bif naked&lt;br /&gt;- Wide Mouth Mason&lt;br /&gt;- GOB&lt;br /&gt;- Default&lt;br /&gt;- Swollen Members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[09 Things You're Looking Forward To]]&lt;br /&gt;- my next paycheque (go figure)&lt;br /&gt;- Christmas&lt;br /&gt;- Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;- getting my tattoo&lt;br /&gt;- LOTR- The two towers&lt;br /&gt;- Yoga&lt;br /&gt;- reading week in T-Dot&lt;br /&gt;- coaching on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;- marrying Tom Brady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[08 Things You Wear Daily]]&lt;br /&gt;- My ring&lt;br /&gt;- undies&lt;br /&gt;- necklace&lt;br /&gt;- my bracelet&lt;br /&gt;- my watch with the mermaid &lt;br /&gt;- nail polish&lt;br /&gt;- hair tie&lt;br /&gt;- earings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[07 Things That Annoy You]]&lt;br /&gt;- my nose&lt;br /&gt;- my finger (F*CK!)&lt;br /&gt;- people who hate people for no reason&lt;br /&gt;- 15 year olds who think they are hot shit&lt;br /&gt;- boys who don't like blondes&lt;br /&gt;- my feet&lt;br /&gt;- being "Matt's Girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[06 Things You Touch Every Day]]&lt;br /&gt;- my ears&lt;br /&gt;- my hair&lt;br /&gt;- Abbott Monkey&lt;br /&gt;- floor&lt;br /&gt;- computer&lt;br /&gt;- water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[05 Things You Do Every Day]]&lt;br /&gt;- check email (i'm a slave to the man)&lt;br /&gt;- drive&lt;br /&gt;- drink water&lt;br /&gt;- je mange &lt;br /&gt;- take a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[04 People You'd Want to Spend More Time With]]&lt;br /&gt;- Lorien&lt;br /&gt;- Rex (little person in fur coat)&lt;br /&gt;- Ben&lt;br /&gt;- Andrew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[03 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over]]&lt;br /&gt;- Bring it On&lt;br /&gt;- Zoolander (you all know it)&lt;br /&gt;- 10 Things i hate about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[02 Of Your Favorite Songs At This Moment]]&lt;br /&gt;- I'd Do anything by Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;- Tango Shoes by Bif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[01 Person You Could Spend the Rest of Your Life With]]&lt;br /&gt;- I take the fifth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81962830?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81962830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81962830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#81962830' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81958387</id><published>2002-09-22T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-22T12:02:27.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My finger my finger my finger is all gross.&lt;br /&gt;I want to chop it all off................&lt;br /&gt;And blow it out my nosssse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a party where there were a bunch of 15 and 16 year olds. I wasn't impressed. Word to the wise: if you're 15 or 16, its not cool to hang out and get shit faced with 20-22 year olds. It just makes you look dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;I must be getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81958387?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81958387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81958387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#81958387' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81958297</id><published>2002-09-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-22T11:59:58.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Typical........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/style.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/nat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/style.html"&gt;What's Your Style?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, She has a poll.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/adventure.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;What's Your Sexual MO?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81958297?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81958297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81958297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#81958297' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81952459</id><published>2002-09-22T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-22T09:13:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tee-Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/blond.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;What High School&lt;br /&gt;Stereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/top40.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;Are you a ho?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81952459?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81952459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81952459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#81952459' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81888326</id><published>2002-09-20T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T14:14:45.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sliced my mother fucking finger this morning. Not a little "paper cut" or even a bagel cut. More like "I got my finger wedged between two fiber glass boats, and sliced my finger so deep that i won't stop bleeding and its been 8 hours" type cut. Yeah, those are fucking great. I can't write, so i've had to get people to take notes for me (which isn't half bad to tell you the truth) and i've been grumpy all day. Not to mention that i can't wash my own hair .....yuck. So, here is where i stand: Football game tonite.....quad party after. I will either a) have to be totally smashed to help me cope with the pain, or b) stay stone sober to help with the recovery. Hmmmm...such a difficult choice. I am a growly girl. &lt;br /&gt;And yes, Nom, i fully will be telling people what to do, and getting paid for it! Heehee. Could life get any better????&lt;br /&gt;Not likely :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81888326?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81888326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81888326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81888326' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81784553</id><published>2002-09-18T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-18T12:10:02.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. I am now coaching rowing. It was kind of a random thing really....I was supposed to coach the "Undergrads" meaning University students. But for some reason, we didn't end up having enough people that needed to be coached. However, one of the coaches for the Junior group quit on monday, after only one day of work. So, the head coach of UBC rowing asked who (out of a group of the coaches) had the most coaching experience. One girl had coached a couple of sessions of rowing before, another had never coached, and i said "Well, i have several years of swim coaching experience...." Well, that was good enough. I now have a job as a rowing coach. I don't know how i do it, but i am lucky this way. I have very little experience in the real world but a lot in the athletic world, which means i get jobs.&lt;br /&gt;What else is going on in my life? Not too much. School is good...i should study more, but i have this thing instilled in my brain saying "No Chem! HEEHEEHEE! Everything else is easy!"&lt;br /&gt;Beer garden this week...Agsci. Should have some interesting boys there....apparently we have a mechanical bull. I'm gonna go balls out and try it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Thats about all i have to say right now...hopefully i'll continue updating on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;However, i find it humourous that the people who expect me to update NEVER UPDATE THEIR OWN BLOGS EITHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;LATERZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81784553?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81784553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81784553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81784553' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81759794</id><published>2002-09-17T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-17T22:36:27.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My favorite day of the week! YIPEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what it is with me recently, but I must be on a sports kick...&lt;br /&gt;With hockey season only a few weeks away, i have to post my most favorite of favorite hockey boys:&lt;br /&gt;TODD BERTUZZI!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He has been my fav for a long time now....BJ will back me up on that one. All the people in this "BandWagon" jumpin' town i live in have only recently started to recognize the great power that is Bert. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's to you Bert!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nhlpa.com/Content/MEDIAFILES/2002/Bertuzzi_Wednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.canucksreport.com/bertuzzi/bertuzzi.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81759794?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81759794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81759794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81759794' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81458962</id><published>2002-09-11T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-11T08:13:30.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. One year. I remember that day....it felt like a blur...riding the bus back from campus, listening to the "after math"....how they were bringing people to all the different hospitals....&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Never Forget...&lt;br /&gt;I look at it so many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;Example: So many more people have been killed in the "War on Terrorism" than did in the actual 9/11 attacks....&lt;br /&gt;blows my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81458962?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81458962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81458962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81458962' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81408050</id><published>2002-09-10T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T08:37:46.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, and I forgot this one: LOOK AT THOSE ARMS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1636.g.akamai.net/7/1636/797/aeb18fc501ff63/graphics.boston.com/images/sports/patriots/brady_camp_2002_thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81408050?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81408050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81408050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81408050' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81407664</id><published>2002-09-10T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T08:28:21.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, Today is Tuesday, and Yes, it is hot man day....but I'm going to re-post my favorite hot man.........&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, let me tell you: Last night was oh so beautiful, MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL!!! (Hey Nom, isn't it supposed to be cultural, and educational, and intellectually stimulating?) and my future husband was at the helm for those damn Patriots. &lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not the biggest Pat's fan, i am a very large supporter of....... Tom Brady! &lt;br /&gt;He gets hot man honours, yet again:&lt;br /&gt;I have found some hot pictures though. God he's beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.usatoday.com/sports/nfl/photos/2002-01-30-inside-brady.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://graphics.boston.com/images/daily/10/pats3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1636.g.akamai.net/7/1636/797/e7bca804dbfb47/graphics.boston.com/images/daily/10/pats_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1636.g.akamai.net/7/1636/797/19168d53c37315/graphics.boston.com/images/sports/patriots/brady_highfive_tease.jpg"&gt; (This one is my desk top)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81407664?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81407664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81407664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81407664' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81314955</id><published>2002-09-08T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T08:08:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY! Pop-Quiz! What 6 letter word makes life hectic, lonely, crazy, interesting, depressing and fun all at the same time??? &lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81314955?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81314955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81314955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81314955' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-81142507</id><published>2002-09-04T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-11T08:09:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting my "Hot Man" on the proper day........i was too busy drooling over him watching "Van Wilder"&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i would love to get "Wilder" anyday...muwahahaha. So lame.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ryan Reynolds is officially the "Hot Man of the Week"&lt;br /&gt;From "Two Guys and a Girl" to "Van Wilder" this Vancouver Boy is hot stuff comin' thru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theage.com.au/ffxImage/urlpicture_id_1017206233992_2002/04/04/Wilder,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-81142507?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81142507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/81142507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81142507' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80985460</id><published>2002-09-01T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-01T00:10:59.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My tummy is really really really grumbly. &lt;br /&gt;I realize i didn't post a hot man last week, and to all my faithful devotee's, i'm sorry. I was in the middle of "Kid's Camp Hell Week" and was in a frantic state of mind. &lt;br /&gt;Summer is over. Tomorrow is September first. Actually, since its 12:07, its September First now.&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this yesterday, and the day before: Although i hardly saw anyone this summer, I also managed to do an aweful lot. I made some desicions about myself, and my life, that i don't think would have been made if i would have been surrounded by people. I'm not saying that I dont' like my friends, or that i don't like being moulded by them. What i am saying is that i needed this time to do some soul searching.....and for that, it needed to be me. I missed being young enough not to care, and yet old enough to know that Life isn't a breeze. I missed believing that i am capable of anything. I missed believing that i was able to be whatever i wanted. &lt;br /&gt;So, thats what i took the summer to find.&lt;br /&gt;The parts of me  that i missed. &lt;br /&gt;I hope none of you got too offended by my lack of social motivation. &lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, i stayed away from those who matter the most to me......including Matt. &lt;br /&gt;Try to understand.....I know its difficult, and i know it probably sounds like a cop out....but i am much more ready to face school this year than i was last year, and a large part of that is because of the time i took for me this summer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway........i hope i haven't pissed too many people off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80985460?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80985460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80985460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#80985460' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80513933</id><published>2002-08-21T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T01:13:25.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe summer is coming to an end. I feel like my summer has just started. I'm going to miss my summer friends. I part of me wants them to stay, and another part wants them to go, just so i get interesting letters and emails from different places....&lt;br /&gt;Also, with the end of summer comes the start of school, and Brian being home more offten. This pleases me. &lt;br /&gt;I guess i will have to wait to see what September brings. &lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on running my self ragged for the next few days just to make up for not making any money throughout July and August. &lt;br /&gt;It's slightly later than i thought it was, so i will be heading to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80513933?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80513933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80513933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80513933' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80483631</id><published>2002-08-20T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-20T10:50:35.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the upcoming football season, I must choose a football player. I have a million favorties, but only one could be chosen this week. Because of his outstanding leadership on the field, and because he does have a twin brother (Hey, who says guys are the only ones who dream about twins?) my choice for &lt;b&gt;HOT MAN OF THE WEEK!&lt;/b&gt; is.........(Drum Roll):&lt;br /&gt;TIKI BARBER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.verizonreads.net/images/photo_tiki_barber_middle.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://espn.go.com/media/nfl/2001/0127/photo/a_barber_i.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps not the most flattering picture, but baby, he's a football player!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80483631?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80483631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80483631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80483631' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80358622</id><published>2002-08-17T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-17T07:57:59.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my sister.&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80358622?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80358622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80358622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80358622' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80335032</id><published>2002-08-16T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-16T14:38:36.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.internetjunk.org"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xijunkx/wu/wu.gif" border="0" alt="click here to take some more great tests at internet junk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ashleigh Turner&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;from this day forward your Wu-Tang Clan name will be:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Unlucky Wizard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.internetjunk.org"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xijunkx/red/redf.gif" border="0" alt="click here to take some more great tests at internet junk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shwy Turner&lt;br&gt;from this day forward your redneck name will be:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rayleene Maboyles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80335032?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80335032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80335032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80335032' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80330190</id><published>2002-08-16T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-16T12:22:20.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a bit of a better mood today. Although i am cleaning my house top to bottom, i  am happier...originally i had planned to have both Saturday and Sunday morning free, however, the guy who had my sunday shift (9-1) was/is a bit of an asshole. He decided to leave me high and dry. It's quite complex how he did this, and basically it all comes down to him being a manipulative asshole, who only thinks of himself. But what can you do? He leaves in September for school........good ridence!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of my sweet girls let me know that she'd do the shift for me, cuz i already have made plans. She rocks. &lt;br /&gt;My cat used to love my big puffy chair. But i just put flannel sheets and a flannel comforter on my bed. Well guess what? Rex LOVES the new bedding so much, that i can't even pick him up off of it! He wanted to go out side so desperately before, and now, he won't budge.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Pussy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm just still feeling slightly dejected about a few things....but nothing to worry about. I think that by the time school starts up again, I will be a much happier girl. Let's hope so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80330190?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80330190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80330190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80330190' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80310603</id><published>2002-08-16T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-16T00:33:40.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And Nomi, yes, yes he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80310603?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80310603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80310603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80310603' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80296879</id><published>2002-08-15T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T17:23:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's so much about anger as it is about trying to make it equal.&lt;br /&gt;If we look back in time, there is a lot of oppression of men and women combined. The poorer working class who couldn't afford land didn't have the right to vote, where as the rich property owning males did. So, men were also oppressed.&lt;br /&gt;But on to anger vs equality.....&lt;br /&gt;The problem doesn't entirely lie within the fact that men/boys are taught to act a certain way, but that is definetly an issue. Teaching boys that they are better than girls does come from somewhere. And its that "somewhere" that we need to change. That we need to educate. We need to change the way that the world (not just north america) looks at females..&lt;br /&gt;Males need to be taught that women are equals. It starting to change in the Western world....but i honestly believe that its a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that just because men are "supposed" to be the bread winners, traditionally, doesn't mean they have to be. I think Nomi brought up a good point: Now that women go to work, it gives men another option. It allows them the freedom to stay at home with the kids. In previous generations it was unheard of. Now, its becoming socially acceptable. &lt;br /&gt;Women taking money winning positions doesn't remove the need for men. And i hope that with our progressive generation, in our progressive culture we can see that men do not need to make more money to feel successful. &lt;br /&gt;My mom makes a lot more than my dad does.....no big deal. That doesn't make his role as a male obsolite. &lt;br /&gt;I think that we shouldnt' be angry at males who are just doing as they are taught.....i think that it is true, boys are taught from a young age that they are "better" because they are male. There is some rule (ancient and outdated as it may be) that in china if you have too many daughters, you can't have another.....as they will only cause greater social debt than a male child would. I don't know much about that, i just remember being horrified when i heard that.....it was because a woman was pregnant, and tried to migrate to Canada so that her child could be born, and live instead of either being aborted, or even worse, killed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously have serious problems with the world right now. Honestly, because i'm female, i have a deeply rooted interest in this situation.  I am also horrified at the way Gays and Lesbians have been treated in recent (and not so recent) history. I'm not a lesbian, and therefore, i feel that i would be saying a lot that i don't know about if i make comments on the way the world treats lesbians. Instead, i try to do my part by defending what i do know, and by not screaming and shouting when i see two women walking down the street holding hands (as many people*coughIANcough* i know might do).&lt;br /&gt;As i've said many times, i do have a lot of views on these types of subjects. However, it is difficult for me to always articulate them as well over the internet as i would in public..so yeah. Insult me, agree with me, debate with me. Its all the same.&lt;br /&gt;On another note: Someone told me i have a face that says "You have a problem? Heh. Too bad, I don't give a shit". hee. I found it funny, but never have thought about my self like that...hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I was also told that i'd make a great american...hmmm. Perhaps we can link these two things together?? ;) Love to all my fellow Americans and Canadians out there i suppose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80296879?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80296879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80296879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80296879' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80262253</id><published>2002-08-14T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T21:51:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. discussion is good. Better than sitting on arse and doing no thinking. Then brain turn to mush. Like has started happen already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i found what i think is an interesting web site. It's a men against sexism site, which i like.&lt;br /&gt;I find this quote interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The simple truth is that the oppression of women, homophobia and the oppression of homosexuals, subtle or blatant racism, and numerous wounds and sex role burdens placed on men in our society are all part of the institution of patriarchy. Each injustice associated with sex, gender or race contributes to all of the others. All oppressions are linked, and an active consciousness of any oppression leads to an awareness of them all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna read more? &lt;a href="http://www.nomas.org/"&gt;Just click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most interesting part of this web site is that not only are they looking at it from a male perspective, they are also taking the fact that female sexism leads to male sexism. It seems rather round about, but it makes some sense. &lt;br /&gt;We did a few lectures on feminism, and i have to say i found it quite enlightening. I think that a lot of us experience sexism in many more ways than we even realize. And Erin, you are quite right, we do notice it in physical standards. However, in my class i brought up the point that in my life guarding courses i had to lift the exact same amount of weight as a male candidate of my exact same size had to lift.  &lt;br /&gt;Another point i brought up is the fact that women can hold high status positions (as my mom holds in the Vancouver School District). However, because she is female, she will always be left out of those certain "circles" that include only males. It's so incredibly extreme that you can't even begin to imagine it. I sat and listened to my mother talking one day. She explained to me that there was a woman talking at the confernce she was at. This woman was a gifted speaker, who spoke clearly and effectively. Yet, the males that belong to the "Old Boys Club" (as we like to call it) were horrible. They insulted her, told jokes about her, and showed a great deal of disrespect.  The same night, they had a male speaker. My mother said that he was a decent speaker, but not quite as stellar as the woman was. However, because he was a man, they "Ol' Boys" gave him 100% attention, and afterwards talked about how fantastic he had been in comparison to the woman. Now, i know that you can make the point of saying that maybe my mom was the one who was being sexist, as she thought the woman was so much better. However, i did question my mom on this, and ask her if perhaps this was the case. Mom said no, that she was better, and being a woman had little to do with this fact. &lt;br /&gt;The most definable example of sexism in our society today (western culture) is that the top women executives still only make 87% of the money that male exec.'s with the IDENTICAL positions make. How is that not sexism? It's insane!!! Ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;The most obvious form of Sexism in North America is the advertisments. Look at the bacardi adds, the clothing adds.....i mean, seriously! First off, who are they aimed towards? Secondly , women are depicted as OBJECTS. Nothing like objectifying us gals....&lt;br /&gt;If my thoughts on this make me a femi-nazi, i welcome it with open arms. In fact, give me the garbage can, i'll go bang on it and dance around ;) Then after that, i'll move into the bushes so i can build my all female society, and never have a male come with in 100 feet of me. Sound good Nomi?? Heehee. Mr.Verrier, this means you.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I could go on for hours about how the world makes me feel, but i want soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80262253?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80262253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80262253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80262253' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80221647</id><published>2002-08-13T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-13T23:50:38.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well. It happens to be Tuesday, and that means...........HOT MAN DAY!&lt;br /&gt;In honour of my two year aniversary with my boyfriend Matthew, he is my hot boy of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.msnusers.com/_Secure/0LwD7d5MPAF6AQyusDSi8Kw37Y72wm0gEi5Kwwij6jXtB6bhZC01U77zdeU0HYLOd1ugXXDV5l!Q/Pict0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the one i'm licking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a great guy. And i love him muchly. More than i've ever loved anyone before....he's amazing. Continuously shocks me with the sweet and kind hearted things he does.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where it comes from, but he really loves me.....its weird, but cool, to have someone being in love that much with me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you honey, happy anniversary. You are hot. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80221647?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80221647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80221647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80221647' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80144903</id><published>2002-08-12T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T10:19:18.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Women need to stop being oppressed. We let our selves be. I'm not weak. I may not lift as much as some men, i may not be as strong. But you know what? There are men out there who ARE NOT as strong as i am. There are men out there who are weak not because they can't bench press 300 pounds, but because they are afraid to cry. In my opinion that makes a man weak. Crying is not weak. Crying is as much a form of expression as make up is. At least, in my opinion it is. The time that i see my self as the weakest is when i don't allow my self to express what i'm feeling when i'm feeling it. When i feel that i have to be the sweet darling girl that everyone wants me to be, instead of the angry bitch that i am inside (not all the time). &lt;br /&gt;I don't have any more time to think right now, cuz i need a nap before work.&lt;br /&gt;Laterz Skaterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80144903?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80144903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80144903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80144903' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80073806</id><published>2002-08-10T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-10T12:27:59.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Do you have a car? If so, what kind of car is it? &lt;br /&gt;The Shwy-Mobile: 1969 Cherry Red Mercury Cougar. Oh baby, it growls. Of course, i get the typical man question: "So you drive a cougar...are you a cougar?" I'm 19. Bite my ass.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you drive very often? &lt;br /&gt;Every day. I drive everywhere. I'm lazy and don't bike.&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;That would be a baby blue hummer, complete with M-60 mounted on top. Hey, i drive in Vancouver. i get road rage occasionally.....&lt;br /&gt;However, my most achievable dream car at present time is a 2001 VW Beetle....Yellow. Sunroof. Necesity.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever received a ticket? &lt;br /&gt;Nope!!! heehee. Not unless you count parking tickets. Almost all of my friends have gotten speeding tickets. I somehow manage to avoid them. :)&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever been in an accident? &lt;br /&gt;Yup. Fuck people who decide to go straight through stop signs. Did you wreck my life? Yeah asshole you did. &lt;br /&gt;Next time you think you might want to drink and drive, think about me, and my back and my knee and my life. Not that my life sucks, it was just better before. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, honestly, what kind of compensation is ICBC really going to give me for the fact that i can't swim anymore? For the fact that i gained almost 40 pounds because i couldn't work out for a year and a half? For the fact that no matter what i do, i still have pain in my knees? For the fact that i can't sit through a movie in a theater comfortably because my back is still so fucked up....&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Two years of built up rage. At least i'm still alive. Stupid drivers piss me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80073806?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80073806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80073806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80073806' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-80069934</id><published>2002-08-10T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-10T10:08:07.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deep thought for the day:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished you could have more of something, but less of the other stuff it came with? &lt;br /&gt;Like, when i order beef tomato chowmein. I want more noodles with the sweet tomato sauce, but less tomato its self, and less beef. Infact, no beef for me, but just enough for the family.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its the same when you get pre-made trail mix. I want less yucky little nuts, and more chashews, more peanuts, more chocolate and more raisins. Hmm what else is like that? Jelly beans. I want more of certain colours, but it always ends up being an un-even amout of the kinds that i'm not so fond of....more of them, less of the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;So because i'm slightly hung over, my responce to all of this (which will make no sense, but i want to say it anyway) is "Turn down the suck and turn up the good!"&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo. I'm so profound i scare my self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-80069934?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80069934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/80069934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80069934' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79997168</id><published>2002-08-08T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T13:55:56.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, he sucks. Here is my question and perhaps i'm thinking too much, or not enough about this but i will lay what i think out, and leave it open to interpretation and critizism as you may seem fit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When little boys play, they play at killing and destroying things. It is more likely to see little boys trying to pull things appart, than it is to see them put things back together. In stark contrast, when we look at little girls playing, they are playing with dolls. Quite frequently, playing "mommy" to these dolls. Yes, this is a grand stereo-typical world that i'm creating. And yes, not all little girls love dolls. Not all little boys like destroying things. But when i look at the state of our government right now, what type of little boy would you assume Gordon Campbell to be? A little boy who played with the dolls? Or a little boy who destroyed whatever he wanted, and only felt the results long after, if at all. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, i would also place bets on the fact that he was the type of child to blame his friends for the mess he made. Place blame on other people....let others get in trouble, while he goes off to make more messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point and theory of this is that females by nature, tend to be more nurturing towards other humans, plants, animals, etc. Does it not only make sense then that a female should be our democratic leader? Does it not make sense that a strong minded female (none of this Kristy Clark bullshit) should take over, and return our province to an economical giant amongst the other provinces? &lt;br /&gt;Here is where we run into yet another problem, or a little something I like to call a "Road Block". Because our society, politically, has been dominated by men, since the bascially the beginning of politics, we have relatively few women strong enough to take over the political parties. (I know i'm doing an excellent job of knocking my own sex, but bare with me here) Women can simply not be strong enough when they have never been given the chance. We are continuously living up to the standards placed on us by the male politions. &lt;br /&gt;Despite this fact, there had always been the saying "Behind every great leader, there is an even greater woman" or something to that effect. I throughly believe this. &lt;br /&gt;I don't so much know where i'm going with my arguement, except to the obvious conclusion that women should be given a chance to hold political office, equally to men, and with out the restraints that have placed on them by men.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Okay. Like i said i didn't think about this before i wrote it. It just spilled. Lemmie know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79997168?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79997168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79997168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79997168' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79996020</id><published>2002-08-08T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T13:26:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, Nomi, does this not sum up my essay in one profound picture?? (maybe not so profound......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://brbonline.com/campbellhawhaw.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79996020?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79996020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79996020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79996020' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79995747</id><published>2002-08-08T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T13:19:40.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pardon my synisism but, this was part of the swearing in speach given by Gordon Campbell, our wonderful Premier in B.C. Read it. It's a decent laugh if you ask me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".....No area of endeavour cries more loudly for changes in approach than health care. In my cabinet, there will be four Ministers whose responsibility it is to further our health agenda of providing care for people where they live and when they need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things are more critical than the establishment of a long-term health plan that will meet the critical human resource, capital, and technology needs of our communities and the people who live in them. Our new Ministry of Health Planning is planning for tomorrow today. Our Health Services Ministry will work to gather the forces of professional health management to ensure patients get the care they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked two Ministers of State to focus on areas that are too easily forgotten: mental health and intermediate, long term, and home care. Too often the tyranny of the urgent has left the legitimate needs of older British Columbians and those with mental illnesses behind. Your Honour, those needs will not be forgotten by your government. They will be addressed in a comprehensive and coordinated manner by the new Ministry of Health Services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best preventative healthcare program developed so far is an excellent public education system. This government is dedicated to building a top-notch public education system for citizens of all ages. Three Ministries will share that leadership role....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speach goes on, and trust me, this man is a royal fuck up. Oye Vey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the rest of the speach, please proceed to this link: &lt;a href="http://www.gov.bc.ca/prem/popt/speech/June_5_Premier_speech.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GORDON CAMPBELL YOU ARE MY HERO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79995747?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79995747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79995747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79995747' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79953961</id><published>2002-08-07T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T14:49:19.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ASHLEIGH'S THOUGHT FOR THE DAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Kraft Dinner (Mac and Cheese) does actually have an experation date. And again, contrary to popular belief, it does GO BAD! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was, in the kitchen, cooking some KD.  As i'm cooking, i get a whiff of it, and it didn't smell 100% yummy, but see, Daddy was making tuna fish sandwichs, which i don't love too much, so i thought the smell was just the nasty ass tuna. So, i'm all ready to dig into my KD....i take a nice big heaping spoonful into my mouth and EWWWWWWW! it tastes all gross. Not the normal KD taste. I was horrified....."Why does my KD taste like ass?" i ask. So, here i am, digging thru the garbage trying to find the box. To my horror, i find i just cooked up a tasty box of KD that had an AUGUST 1999 experation date. EWW EWWW EWWW EWWW! I'm not so much all about the 3 year old KD. So please, be kind to your bodies, and check the gosh darn experation date on food that you think can never go bad, cuz believe me, it does.&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Does it frighten anyone that the boxes of KD still look identical from more than 3 years ago? Yeah....me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79953961?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79953961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79953961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79953961' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79951245</id><published>2002-08-07T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T13:39:43.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. i want to swim just so i can leave on a good note. I looked at the last times i swam, man did i suck!! I think that if i did go back, i'd have to really get in shape. A prospect that my body has long since forgotten....&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've forgotten how to be in shape....i should swim. I am lame. Fix my knee damn it! &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would happen if i actually got motivated enough to start swimming again. I wonder if i would ever get back to where i was, and even further, where i wanted to be. &lt;br /&gt;I think that some of my friends now don't quite understand the commitment i had to swimming. I mean, i wasn't the top of the world, not even close. But i was dedicated....i did it everyday, and sometimes it was exhausting, mentally more than anything physical. When i swam my final year, it was never under good circumstances. It was under bad circumstances, with bad mental things going on. I had one race that i would say was decent that whole year, and that was 3 days after my grandmas funeral.... which is still not pleasant circumstances as far as i'm concerned. My rower friends don't understand the fact that i was ever in shape. That i weighed 150, not 180. That i had a six pack, (once upon a time) and that when i did a work out, it wasn't for 30 minutes, it was for 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't put my hair in a braid and swim, i put it in a cap.&lt;br /&gt;My bathing suits were not lycra, they were polyester.&lt;br /&gt;My legs were not "hairy", they were creating friction.&lt;br /&gt;My ankles were not "skinny" they were swimmer-esque.&lt;br /&gt;I wore a cap. not a bonnet, or "swimmer thing on your head"&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like foam goggles, they bugged me.0.&lt;br /&gt;I wore ones with NO foam and no, they didnt hurt, they felt GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;I like Zing, not pain.&lt;br /&gt;And its a dolfin, not a porpose.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Shwy,&lt;br /&gt;And i was a swimmer. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79951245?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79951245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79951245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79951245' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79926353</id><published>2002-08-06T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-06T23:28:48.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy i am, dont' know if i've had him already, but this week, i'm mad about Heath Ledger.........very hot. My fav movie with him is stil 10 things i hate about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Heights/8909/image4.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79926353?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79926353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79926353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79926353' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79869171</id><published>2002-08-05T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T18:24:09.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God he's hot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/olmedia/1795000/images/_1799953_brady300.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79869171?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79869171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79869171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79869171' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79843689</id><published>2002-08-05T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T06:27:48.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH THE PAIN! OH THE HORROR!&lt;br /&gt;I've been up since 2 am with killer cramps. I spent 45 minutes crying, huddled in a ball then finally got some advil.....3 gel caps. That can't be too good for the ol' system...then i drank and apple juice. Then i played on the computer for a while.....then i sat in the bath for an hour and a bit....then i checked email. Then i got ready for rowing. Ouch. Then i didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;And right now, i'm being very self centered. I have an essay to write, and i need time for me.....its weird. A lot of my friends think that i'm purposely not spending time with them, when in all honesty, i rarely see many people, unless i've been invited to a party or something. I never make my own plans, that takes way too much effort, and thinking that i could devote to memorizing the meaning of "classical liberalism" or "post-modern materializm" or even "Communism". &lt;br /&gt;So again, i'm begging you guys, please don't feel shut out of my life. I'm going through changes for me, that are not all that easy to make, or take. I hardly see Matt, ever. Once a week is a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;I see rowers more often because i row almost every morning. I see Nomi cuz we sit together in class. Man are we cool or what!&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i see no one.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all my own self pity i can take for now so moving on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri emailed me from Manchester. He's doing well, a bit disapointed in himself perhaps, but overall, more disapointed in the Canadian performance in the pool. Let's face it: Canada swimming needs a kick in the ass.  The email said more, but i won't bore you non-swimmers with the details.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to know i have a friend in Bri. I didn't realize how much i missed him when we were not talking. And even now, when we hadn't talked for 3 weeks or so, i didn't notice how much i really missed him (again due to the intense busy schedule), until i got his email. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm gonna get some sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Night. Morning.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the feck it would be now.&lt;br /&gt;FINAL THOUGHT: It weird being up at 3 am, and finding yourself getting email at precisely that time....almost to the minute....weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79843689?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79843689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79843689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79843689' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79767718</id><published>2002-08-03T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-03T00:52:10.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be a nerd and just sit here and wait for the results to come up. &lt;br /&gt;It was hard to watch Bri's race.......................................i desperately wanted him to win, and i know how disapointed he must have been..........it was all last 50. But he gave 100%. And he's still so gawd damn amazing......Wow. That boy. Impresses me everytime he gets in the pool. I wish i had a talent like that. &lt;br /&gt;I have issues right now........nothing big, just stuff that i usually tend to keep in.&lt;br /&gt;Its weird. I prefer to keep things in when they hurt.....i suppose the fact that i'm mentioning them means that i'm not really keeping it in.....ah well. Its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79767718?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79767718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79767718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79767718' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79752604</id><published>2002-08-02T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-02T15:41:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brian came second! Very proud of him for doing that.....he got a best time....and he's amazing. I just hope he's pleased with it. I hope he knows how awesome he is!!!&lt;br /&gt;200 IM is tomorrow....lets see what he can do there. :)&lt;br /&gt;Big Ol' Estrogen night tonite, watching Bring It On and Crossroads and Dirty Dancing. Eating cookie dough....mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79752604?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79752604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79752604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79752604' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79678456</id><published>2002-08-01T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-01T00:07:13.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aright, so i missed my usual Tuesday Hot man day...i was having a stressful day...thats right, me, have a stressful day.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without further adieu, my hot man this week is Luke Wilson. Older bro to Owen, my previous week's hot man.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, this one is sheer and utter love of the movies Legally Blonde and the Royal Tenanbaums. I've seen some of his lesser known stuff, like "Dog Park" and he still has this hilarious repitore in all of his scenes. I dont' know...call me crazy, but i also love his jaw structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a820.g.akamai.net/f/820/822/1d/i.ivillage.com/womn/photos/lukewilson_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://go.montgomeryadvertiser.com/fe/Images/071201/blondeStory.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avec Reese in Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79678456?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79678456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79678456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79678456' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79628759</id><published>2002-07-30T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T22:32:59.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm eating a cucumber sandwich. Is that normal? Hmm. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So the CBC coverage of the commonwealths is pretty fuckin' lacking. If they don't show Bri's race i'll be pissed...and if they don't give him a decent length interview.....snap.&lt;br /&gt;My MSN sound is fucked.&lt;br /&gt;its making ding ding noises, instead of "do do do" noises. Yeah. thats right. &lt;br /&gt;My life as of right now is pleseant enough. Like i said before, i'm really enjoying this course i'm taking, a lot more than my science courses. And having some one to study with makes it so much better. &lt;br /&gt;Especially when Nomi is so on top of things. &lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud of us for studying our vocab today....tomorrow is a new chunk.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79628759?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79628759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79628759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79628759' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79581903</id><published>2002-07-29T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T22:04:58.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on crack. I am so out of it.....&lt;br /&gt;School is going well. i love talking in class rather than just going "What is going on?"&lt;br /&gt;i want something right now, but i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;Its weird.&lt;br /&gt;I want sleep. there we go.&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79581903?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79581903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79581903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79581903' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79534969</id><published>2002-07-28T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-28T22:11:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;In responce to "Steady Questions"&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years of people assuming i was talking about Brian C., instead of Brian J., i started saying "My Brian", and its just what i say.......And what i meant by "My Brian" is that he's a friend of mine.......as in not just some "random" guy, but instead, a guy who i'm really quite close to. &lt;br /&gt;I guess i just never thought about it any way, other than him being one of my best friends, and my ex boyfriend, and someone who i love dearly. I think Bri would tend to agree. Besides, If there was really anything there, would i continuously try to find a woman for "My Brian"? i don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;I dunno. I think (hope) that Bri and I will always have a special relationship....and I know Matt understands that.....or at least i'm pretty damn sure he does. I think Matt and I have been together long enough for him to not have to question my every move, every friend, and every comment i make. &lt;br /&gt;And also, Matt knows how supportive of my friends i am. I think a guy who i've been with for almost 2 years would understand that. &lt;br /&gt;Matt trusts my relationship with Brian. &lt;br /&gt;And like i said, if Bri really has a big problem with it, I hope he would have told me by now....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i haven't explained it well enough. Its late, and i am hung over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79534969?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79534969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79534969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79534969' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79530899</id><published>2002-07-28T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-28T19:49:07.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. So i got mixed reviews with my last hot man.....and i would like to respond to that.&lt;br /&gt;I have always said that the appearance is secondary to the inner man. Initail "WOW" response is fantastic, but not always necessary for me. The reason i chose Owen Wilson this week was simple: He is a hilarous actor. And he is a comedic genious. (In my humble opinion). Beyond that, he has crazy beautiful eyes, and after watching him in Zoolander, i fell in love with him. He is just bloody amazing. &lt;br /&gt;So many other factors....look at my previous hot men...&lt;br /&gt;Tom Brady--&gt;Football player, who loves his mom.&lt;br /&gt;Matt Damon--&gt; Academy Award winner for Good Will Hunting&lt;br /&gt;James VanDerBeek--&gt; Dawson, and Mox in Varsity Blues.......he could be butt ass ugly (which i know a lot of people think he is) and still be hilarious in V.B.&lt;br /&gt;James Franco--&gt; He's Harry on Spiderman. Spiderman. Hello? It works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway: I have decided to put all efforts towards getting into Arts. I want to become a Lawyer. But not criminal law. nope. Either Women's Rights type law, or some kind of sexual rights type law.....maybe something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;My life right now is looking better. A lot better....i'm more upbeat, and a lot happier. I went to a Keg Par-tay last night, and had fun. It was nice to not deal with school for a while, even if only for a night. I've gotta start swimming everyday......i am currently trying to do it every second day......but i know have a partner who wants to desperately get back in shape, so he wants to swim everyday too. Which will make it hard for me to ditch out of if i have someone to push my ass. And of course since he's male, there's no way in hell i'm gonna let him out do me. Not in the pool anway....:)&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, the old competitive juices are flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, back to real life: Brian is ranked first at the Commonwealths. FIRST. Although, there's only 2 heats, no americans and no Asian countries.....still. He could win gold medals. My Brian. Gold. I'm not wanting him to be jinxed, but i believe in him, beyond everything else in my life, i believe in Brian's ability to do what he sets out to do.I have to not let my self be disheartened by his morning swims. I know how he does things....I'm going to be on pins and needles until i hear the results. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah. No more thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Go Bri, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79530899?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79530899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79530899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79530899' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79361202</id><published>2002-07-24T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-24T13:38:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry that i havent' been around much....I've been at school, and now, more than ever, evaluating my life. I have sort of decided that i want to go into Law. Tentative as that sounds, and as much work as it sounds like, If its something i love, i'll be more into it than I will ever be into Chemistry....and looking at the list of courses i can take, it looks much much more interesting....besides i can always go back to FNH if i decide i hate arts....sure, right Shwy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 'tis tuesday. And therefore, time for a new HOT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching movies lately. Lots of them. and one man in particular has been catching my eye. Not many people may think he's hot.....but you know what? He's different. And i think thats what makes him so cool.&lt;br /&gt;And now, the moment we've all been waiting for.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOT MAN OF THE WEEK!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.hollywood.com/images/1092821.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Owen Wilson gets the Honour. He's so precious!!! Zoolander, Meet the Parents, Armagedon...and the movie i watched most recently with him, The Royal Tenanbaums.&lt;br /&gt;A few more for your viewing pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gorillapants.com/images/zoo_owenandben.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.stomptokyo.com/filmboy/img-f1/zoo-han.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hansel, he's so hot right now!"&lt;br /&gt;Muwahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79361202?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79361202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79361202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79361202' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79137374</id><published>2002-07-18T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T22:19:41.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chem Test Chem Test.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are dropping, my head is all warbled. And my vision is blurred. I love exams.&lt;br /&gt;I read this thing about a 24 hour blog. I think what that means is that you blog once an hour for the whole day. I could SO do that. it wouldn't be very interesting, but by the end, you'd all know everything there is to know about me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day, when i'm extremely bored, i'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;But as for now, PLEASE PRAY FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;If its after 11:30, hope that i made it. I will now go finish writing the equations, then go to sleep. Then wake up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;Love to all my wonderful dears out there in WWW land.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;SWEET DREAMS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79137374?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79137374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79137374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79137374' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79113334</id><published>2002-07-18T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T10:38:03.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooooh! look what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;i am&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://mypage.bluewindow.ch/sillyquiz/perf/fornicator.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mypage.bluewindow.ch/sillyquiz/perf/fornicator.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ummhmm.net/index.shtml"&gt;what sexual performer are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79113334?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79113334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79113334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79113334' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79100529</id><published>2002-07-18T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T01:51:55.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. Wench has disapeared. Its kinda scary. I miss her blog/web page. I hope she comes back soon.Cuz i did read it. &lt;br /&gt;Erin found a new man.&lt;br /&gt;Nomi got her essay done.&lt;br /&gt;Shwy is about to pass chem 121. &lt;br /&gt;All very exciting things. &lt;br /&gt;I'm having an issue though. It's a rather large one.......but please don't worry. It's nothing that effects me directly. It's something that effects 2 good friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I want everything to be as perfect as it seems on the surface, but when i look below, i think they might just be kicking like hell to keep it right. I'm really really hoping this isnt the case, cuz that would make me sad. But i've heard some disturbing things recently. Damn. Why do i have to remember drunken things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth are really still buggin' me. My meals today consisted of tortellini and gellato. Stellar. I think i got 4 out of 4 food groups. Dairy, Protein, Carbos, Fruits and Veggies. Stellar. I rock. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is a study day.&lt;br /&gt;I must get some sleep. &lt;br /&gt;WENCH COME BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79100529?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79100529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79100529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79100529' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79052213</id><published>2002-07-16T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T22:31:42.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Ladies and Gentlemen: &lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure you're all waiting for it, it is time for this week's Hot Man:&lt;br /&gt;So with out further adieu, i give you my man of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man very beautiful to look at, and of course, able to make fun of him self and his profession.......he did a cameo in the movie "Zoolander" (one of my all time favs). &lt;br /&gt;He is none other than......&lt;br /&gt;TYSON BECKFORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tyson-beckford.iwarp.com/tysonoutpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tyson-beckford.iwarp.com/tysnoshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79052213?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79052213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79052213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79052213' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79041568</id><published>2002-07-16T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T22:22:03.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i took this quiz and got two results. i think the second one is more truthful, but meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt; &lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/fanofmadonna/_images/voguebanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/whichmadonnavidareyou"&gt;Which Madonna Video Are You?&lt;/a&gt; Quiz &lt;/left&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt; &lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/fanofmadonna/_images/musicbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/whichmadonnavidareyou"&gt;Which Madonna Video Are You?&lt;/a&gt; Quiz &lt;/left&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79041568?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79041568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79041568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79041568' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-79000818</id><published>2002-07-15T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T20:00:10.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shwy's Recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookies:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter &lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups of chocolate chips (i usually add more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat the butter till soft. Add sugar, beat until creamed together (fluffy). Add the eggs and vanilla and beat again. Meanwhile, combine the flour, baking soda, and salt in a seperate bowl. Mix dry and wet mixtures together. Add chocolate chips. Stir. Drop the batter on to &lt;b&gt;greased&lt;/b&gt; (i never grease it, but apparently you should). Back for 10 to 13 minutes. And then EAT. Mmmmmm. Gooey chocolate chip cookies. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-79000818?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79000818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/79000818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79000818' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-78999585</id><published>2002-07-15T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T19:26:05.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't posted about my life changes yet. So i figure i might as well. I'm now working out 3 or more hours a day, almost everyday. I am listening to (GAH!) country music. And the big one: I'm no longer eating meat. Thats right, Ms.Turner of the Big Beautiful Steaks is now a *Gasp* vegetarian. Its a health thing as well as an "ew" thing. i saved this little announcement fully for about a week. I wanted to see what it was like, and i'm doing fine. i am eating a lot healthier.....more veggies (obviously) and more fruit. Instead of grabbing pizza, i grab grapes. Instead of chowin' down on sausage rolls and hotdogs, i reach for some mango or rasins.We'll see what happens.....its seeming good so far. As of right now, i'm an "Ovo-Lacto Vegetarian", meaning i'm not eating animal flesh, but still eating eggs and milk products. I think that for right now, i'm going to stick with this. If i start to get low nutrients, i will probably eat the occasional salmon fillet or something. &lt;br /&gt;In reality, its not that much of a change. i know i'll miss BBQ chicken and steak, but there are still other options. I will NOT miss pork, lamb, veal etc. I always refused to eat any meat other than Chicken and Beef....except bacon. Because Bacon isn't pork. I went to Denny's with my friends for breakfast on sunday, and they both had sausages. And i was actually really really turned off of them, for the first time in my LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-78999585?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/78999585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/78999585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#78999585' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057873.post-78995173</id><published>2002-07-15T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T17:10:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/boyfriend/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://spacefem.com/boyfriend/8.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057873-78995173?l=galactic_blonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/78995173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057873/posts/default/78995173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://galactic_blonde.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#78995173' title=''/><author><name>BLONDIE!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958413123864298645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
