<?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-18452520</id><updated>2011-07-25T17:37:29.487-04:00</updated><category term='haircut'/><category term='school'/><title type='text'>Meows And Bows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber</name><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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-7022712715807624981</id><published>2008-07-13T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:03:59.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>I just realized this month I haven't posted in almost a year. I would like to say I had been busy, but I haven't been... just lazy. But I have some big news I want to share with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12:30 pm yesterday, Amber and I got married. It was a small ceremony, just the parents and siblings,  which is why we waited to tell y'all.  I wish we could have had you all there, but we had a tiny budget, under $400. I hope y'all understand. We are planning a larger ceremony, but it will be at least two years in the future.  But Amber is getting closer and closer to an official position with Humana. For those who hadn't heard, she has been Temping with them for 3 months. So we had to hurry the marriage so when she got a full position there I would be covered under her insurance. We are also closer to getting our own place here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally hitting our stride and getting things done. Pictures will be posted soon, by the end of the week if possible. I hope to see most of you at GenCon this year. And we are planning a trip up to Illinois sometime in the fall, most likely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-7022712715807624981?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7022712715807624981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=7022712715807624981' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/7022712715807624981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/7022712715807624981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-2573536309945068282</id><published>2007-08-25T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:34:38.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and Rant</title><content type='html'>Hey, been a while sense I updated this...not sure what was going on last time I did, and am too lazy to check. I was in the hospital about two weeks ago, I think maybe a week and a half, and was held there for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On the first day, the doctor told me, and this is a quote, "Don't worry, but it might be an infection in your heart..."  Not the best way to break bad news. I went in for what I thought was Heat Exhaustion. For two days before, after a few hours in the baking heat, I was running a high fever (Averaging around 103.5), dizziness, light headedness, sore throat, head ache and other problems.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    The second day, they told me a that my heart was fine, but it was an infection in my brain... lovely. Meningitis (I know I slaughtered that one). But it turns out the infection was in my spleen... they think it was mono, but the results still haven't come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, I been doing pretty good. Been reading a lot lately, switching from Ruroni Kenshin manga to The Dresden Files, and excellent modern fantasy series. The gaming group we got going on up here is going strong. We meet twice a week, and play two campaigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working on writing again. The main thing I am doing I call a combiography. (A portmanteau  of Combo and Biography)  It  is a collection of true  stories that have happened to me, or those close to me. The characters are mixes of friends and enemies of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for GenCon, it is all good. I spent all that week complaining to anyone that would listen at work, mainly gamer costumers on their way to GenCon, about having to work that week. One of them, a cute girl none the less, took pity on me.  She must have been working for WotC, cause she got me a Black Robe Raist promo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And GenCon brought me to the rant...4th edition D&amp;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    People have been spiting piss and viniger abut it... myself included. But the I realized something. Whenever a news of a new edition come out, the fans are outraged. They yell and scream about it, then line up and buy it... and love it. Been through it too many times with too many games, so I am skipping that step, and looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Other then that, my life is pretty boring, and I am beginning to enjoy it that way. Amber is working to get a new job, a good job, and we are working on getting our credit god enough for a loan to get me in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-2573536309945068282?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2573536309945068282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=2573536309945068282' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/2573536309945068282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/2573536309945068282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2007/08/update-and-rant.html' title='Update and Rant'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-5503520182240565620</id><published>2007-08-16T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:33:28.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GenCon</title><content type='html'>Rob and I can't make it this year, but for those of you going, there's some swag that's going to be there that Rob would really like. Particularly the Star Wars and D&amp;amp;D minis promos and the Kingdom Hearts II TCG swag. If anyone could get him some of this stuff, we'd both very much appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-5503520182240565620?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/5503520182240565620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=5503520182240565620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/5503520182240565620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/5503520182240565620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2007/08/gencon.html' title='GenCon'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-3740073385748653494</id><published>2007-04-29T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:34:57.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>I got my hair cut off!</title><content type='html'>I cut all of my hair off and donated it to Locks of Love. It's uber short now, and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm almost done with this semester at UofL, and I'm going to be switching majors. Computer Engineering is just proving too damned difficult for me to keep up with it and life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm switching to yet, but I'll figure it out before I'm done with the Gen Ed fluff I'm taking next semester to try and salvage my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bug Rob to post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU4WQ7_wrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UQtn1tpx3bA/s1600-h/My+short+Hair+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU4WQ7_wrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UQtn1tpx3bA/s320/My+short+Hair+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059011711575507634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU4Wg7_wsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b8wbM7UULi8/s1600-h/My+short+Hair+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU4Wg7_wsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b8wbM7UULi8/s320/My+short+Hair+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059011715870474946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU5aQ7_wtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/v6UOhBWcF0o/s1600-h/My+short+Hair+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU5aQ7_wtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/v6UOhBWcF0o/s320/My+short+Hair+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059012879806612178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-3740073385748653494?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3740073385748653494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=3740073385748653494' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/3740073385748653494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/3740073385748653494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-my-hair-cut-off.html' title='I got my hair cut off!'/><author><name>Amber</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xoy1HMj3Pw8/RjU4WQ7_wrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UQtn1tpx3bA/s72-c/My+short+Hair+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-117538720600319265</id><published>2007-03-31T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:26:46.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm... Nothing's Going On</title><content type='html'>I'm going to school, Rob's going to work... Aside from Pable coming down to visit us, life has been rather boring. So there's your post. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-117538720600319265?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/117538720600319265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=117538720600319265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/117538720600319265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/117538720600319265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2007/03/umm-nothings-going-on.html' title='Umm... Nothing&apos;s Going On'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115859746974582209</id><published>2006-09-18T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T12:37:49.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been a while. For some reason, my blog wouldn't let me sign in. But it fixed itself, or Amber did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't get the job at the fabric store. Still kinda pissed at that. The only reason they said I might not get it at my interview was because I was a guy (That has got to be illegal...or it would be if it happened to a woman).  Though I did get a better job. I am going to be working at the local theatre. Consessions. It will be more of the same food service my last few jobs have been, unfortunatly. But it pays a dollar more then the fabric store, and free movies, so I can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car died on me, the altenator blew. I hate altenators. This is my third car, and my third blown altenator. But we got that fixed. The worst part is it crapped out on me on my birthday. Now I think I have a coolant leak. Need to run it up to the dealership my dad works at and have him look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber is doing pretty good. She is stressed out from school. I try to help, but I am not sure if I am helping or not. She is switching from working 2 days a week to one day a week, so that should help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sewing more. Almost have my Halloween costume done. Then I will be working on Amber's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that is all for now. I need to get going anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115859746974582209?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115859746974582209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115859746974582209' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115859746974582209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115859746974582209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115452706746290043</id><published>2006-08-02T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T09:57:47.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Well, I have a some good news. I finally found a friend down here. She is cool. And sweet. I am looking forward to getting to know her better.&lt;br /&gt;    And it looks like I should have a job next week. And at a fabric store no less. I took some initiative, and went down there and talked to the woman hiring. And I made a good impression. She was busy, but I helped her unload the truck, and we talked during it. She said she was going to put in a very good word for me to the big manager, and so are the other employies I helped out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115452706746290043?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115452706746290043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115452706746290043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115452706746290043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115452706746290043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115319681490315564</id><published>2006-07-18T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T01:18:29.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New stories up</title><content type='html'>Night Eyes’ Introduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A match struck in the darkness. A hand lifted it to a cigarette. Taking several deep puffs, the man shook out the flame. He sighed deep. "Damn it, he should be here by now..." Ian was never a patient man. He took another drag, and started pacing again. The room was a shroud of darkness. The building, a long sense abandoned hotel, was crunched in the crumbing section of New Haven...&lt;br /&gt;    Ian chuckled at the thought. "New Haven..." It was the hope for tomorrow, but almost a century after it was built it was no the home for the dregs of society. Ian paced the room they were using for a base. He paused and looked in the mirror. The last two months had taken there toll on Ian's once boyish features. His golden hair was streaked with dirt, as was his face. His graceful, pointed ears now had a few rings ornamenting from lobe to cartilage. The tattoo graced his face under his eye seemed duller then normal. Ian's overcoat was now tattered and torn towards the bottom. Looking at his cigarette in-between his slender fingers, his eye is pulled toward the signet ring on his middle finger. And thoughts of home well up.&lt;br /&gt;    Ian was born into a noble elven family, far from this hell the humans made. His days were spent in the last large forest of the earth, the Taiga. His family helped to regrow the dead forest. Pooling there magic, the Taiga now covers almost al of Russia. The land was given to the elven kingdom by the world...How thoughtful...giving us dead land.&lt;br /&gt;    Most of Russia was devastated by the World War Three, also known as the Last War...which was supposedly the last one ever. Ian doubted it. It had been 150 years sense it had started and only was 100 years gone. The governments of the world came together and built New Haven, a utopia of civilization and a place where everyone could be equal...&lt;br /&gt;    Bull shit...Ian thought to himself. He puffed his cigarette. He pulled off his coat, sweating. So much hotter here then home... That much was true. Ian grew up in the part of Russia that was known as Siberia. Now here, in Haven City, he was dying from the heat. They built the city at the exact point that the Equator and Prime Meridian meet. He pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped his brow. Looking into the mirror he pulled off his sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;    His eyes resembled the night sky. They were pitch black, with twinkling stars. That is how he earned the name Iandrelow, Night Eyes in elven. All elves had such homage to nature on there bodies. Ian's mother had hair like the waves on a calm sea. And his father had skin like bark of the trees he loved.&lt;br /&gt;    This caused Night Eyes to sigh. He missed his home, but a good friend said he needed his help. “Where are you, Jonah?” He was the reason I am here. It had been a while sense his friend left him a note at Ian’s personal home. All it said was “Night Eyes, I need your help…meet me at New Haven, tell no one…It might take me a while, but you know the place.”&lt;br /&gt;    He pulled another deep drag. This was his last cigarette. He needed to enjoy is. Still had his pipe, but he doesn’t want to ruin it with such low grade smoke… He crushes out the cherry of the smoke, and sits back on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;    Jonah wasn’t like this. He was a dwarf. And from a good family. They were the only ones who refused to fight in WW3. They held themselves up in there mountains, offering solace to those who asked. No one attacked them, even though they didn’t use ‘modern’ weaponry. Iandrelow looked at the T-17 at his side. The latest type of pistol. He didn’t know how it worked, and Jonah gave him a hard time about it. “See this sword,” the dwarf would say, “I know exactly how it works. And this armor,” then he would move aside his tunic revealing a fine mesh of woven steel,” I know how this works.”&lt;br /&gt;    “But I don’t know how it is made.” Ian would reply. Then Jonah would laugh. That was the reason nobody ever tried to invade Switzerland. Ian could put his T-17, which was more powerful then any standard issue piece, point blank against that armor, fire it, and it would only leave a bruise. All dwarves had at least a shirt. And no outsiders knew how, or even what, the suits are made of.&lt;br /&gt;    “But most of us have such secretes…” Ian mumbled looking at his ring. It was made out of Transium. It allows elves to channel what meager magic the race has left into solidified form. Transium, unlike the dwarves armor, was reserved for the noble houses. Through the use of his ring, Night Eyes can create blades of energy. He needed more practice with it, unfortunately. He was young, even by human standards. Only 21 years of age. Elves used to have enormous life spans, elders living to almost 500 years old. Now they die at 250. The magic the used to cleanse the Taiga left them broken. Now they only had a meager spark left.&lt;br /&gt;    Iandrelow let out a short sharp laugh. They had been wandering homeless for the better part of a century, the elders dying from conditions of the road. Now they finally had a home to rest, and the elders are still passing before there time.&lt;br /&gt;    At least it will be nice to be with Jonah again… They had met at a diplomatic conference when he was a child. He was sitting in the children area. So was Jonah. He was the hosts son. Most of the diplomatic work in the world took place in Switzerland. There were both young, and they hit it off, becoming quick friends. They had kept in touch over the years, but had only met once or twice in person again. He wondered what changes the dwarf had gone through.&lt;br /&gt;    Sighing again, he looked at the clock. It was past seven at night. Time for some food. Ian stood up, and left the hotel room. Walking down the street he saw some elves dancing at the corner. Night Eyes shook his head. The elves outside the Taiga had become little better then vagrants. They stood on the street corners dancing and playing music. They claimed to be free but they were slaves to the drugs they took. Claimed to be Nature’s Children, but they knew nothing of the real love for the Mother. They were hippies, in the worst sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;    Ian shrugs his head low as he passes them, hoping they will not notice his elven heritage. He passes them with no problems. The smell of pot hangs on them strongly. Ian mumbles something about them killing there bodies. It was the elven belief that there were some things that you did not put into your body. Pot was one of them. Alcohol was reserved for special circumstances. Tobacco, if cured properly, is fine. They had a way to remove the impurities of it. And unlike the humans, they did not add chemicals or toxins into it. Remembering he had smoked his last cig, he decided to hit up a mini-mart.&lt;br /&gt;    But he had to walk over to the elven section of New Haven. Even though it was supposed to be a city united, there were districts that everyone held to. He was in the slums…a place he could hide. He would have to be careful entering the elven district. He could be recognized. If so, a phone call could destroy his cover. So he ducked into a small store when he passed into the dwarves district. The dwarven district was the only one where there were other races. It was also the center of the city. To get anywhere in New Haven you had to go through the dwarves. Ian picked up some concealer at the make up counter to cover up his tattoo that marked his house. Then some gloves to cover up his ring. He never took it off.&lt;br /&gt;    Then off to the elven district. While there, he figured, might as well pick up some food. He had been subsisting off of O’Tooli’s, an American chain of fast food. Mainly hamburgers, or that is what the said they were.&lt;br /&gt;    As Night Eyes crested the hill, he caught his first glimpse of the elven section. The homes were tall, the smallest at least three stories. And the building were slender. Maybe only a room or two on each floor. The elves built there homes and stores like this because they were originally forest dwellers. The homes could not go out. They went up. Ian smiled as he viewed the section. But it looked so odd with out the Taiga.&lt;br /&gt;    He quickly darted into a store and picked up another carton of smokes. Twigs, his favorite brand. The papers were actually hollowed out sticks. They were also the most expensive. Then darted over to a restaurant. Ian tried to move leisurely. No one rushed here, let alone the elves. He picked up a primarily vegetarian meal. More asiatic then normal. It was a recent trend to take up the asian culture now that the elves live there.&lt;br /&gt;    Running back through the dwarven district, realizing he had left the cell phone Jonah had given him long ago. As he entered the crumbling slums, he realized something was terribly wrong. The elves were gone…everyone was gone. That could only mean one thing.&lt;br /&gt;    “Lookie what we got ‘ere, mates. Its one o’ them elves…the rich’uns. What you think we should do wit’em?” the voice was a sharp cockney. Night Eyes turned around slowly, and saw a gang of four. Three humans, and an goblin. The goblin was the leader. He stood about 5’ 6” and had deep green skin. His briliant yellow eyes were dimmed by drink, and the humans smelled every bit as drunk as the goblin looked. “Jus’ drop yer wallet, and other valu’bles and tings will go yer way…” Night Eyes dropped his wallet. He was no match for these brutes. One held a cricket bat, the other humans had chains. The goblin was unarmed, but his hands ended in cyber claws. Goblins had a love for cybernetic enhancements that became popular in the last decade of the war. They were about the only race who still practices the ‘art’. As the wallet hit the floor, a form raised behind the goblin, and a large club struck his head sharply. Then the shape swung hard at the humans. Two fell. The last ran. Night Eyes looked at the person in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;    He was short, maybe 5 foot at max, but over three foot broad. His clothes were well made and maintained, but looked like a costume of a ruffian. His face was hard, with a short cropped beard and hair the color of coal. As he stepped forward and dropped the club, Ian recognized his childhood friend.&lt;br /&gt;    “Jonah, where have you been? I have been wai…”&lt;br /&gt;    “Quiet!” Jonah snapped, “We need to get out of here. The alleys have ears. All will be explained as soon as I can” He then smiled at Ian. “It is good to see you again, Night Eyes.” His face softened as they walked back to the hotel room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115319681490315564?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115319681490315564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115319681490315564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115319681490315564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115319681490315564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-stories-up.html' title='New stories up'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115285345929944717</id><published>2006-07-14T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T01:04:19.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just letting interested parties know</title><content type='html'>I have been getting back into the swing of writing. I have been posting my poems on DeviantART under the name of Leechtamer. I will be typing up character histories and my short stories to post there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was aked to write stories of a more...um...adult nature. I will be posting them up on fictionpress.com but I need to wait three days before I can post there. Anyone interested in them can just e-mail me or hit me up on AIM or Yahoo. I think everyone knows them. I would like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone  &lt;/span&gt;who enjoys literature to read all my work and please give me comments on it, including the erotica...I just want to be a better writer...it seems that it is the only thing I can do right now that is free. I plan to drop some erotica in actual stories at some point, and I think that a few people who read this blog like erotica and can be of real help to me. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115285345929944717?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115285345929944717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115285345929944717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115285345929944717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115285345929944717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-letting-interested-parties-know.html' title='Just letting interested parties know'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115282550164883233</id><published>2006-07-13T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T17:18:21.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know anything anymore...</title><content type='html'>I am tired...very tired. I haven't slept well in 3 months...haven't slept at all in 2 days. All I can seem to do is summon the energy to pull myself out of bed for a few hours of looking for work. That and cry. I have been doing that a lot. Just alying in bed and crying. I honestly think I am dying. I feel like a plant pulled out of the sun. I am wilting with the lack of conpanionship. I find myself with drawing from even Amber because she just gets upset to see me so depressed. Life is moving and I am not. I lost my job in a bull shit way, and there is nothing I can do about it. Now all the jobs have been taking by collage and high school kids. Noone around here seems to accept me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the croups of gamers I have found I get pushed aside  because of my age. The few instances I have found a person to hang out with  something happens to make it so I cannot see them. I just feel like I am a fish out of water. I am not sure how to make myself happy...I feel I am losing myself...I want to be someone else so I can have friends. But I just can't bring myself to do so. I thought I had found some people I could hang out with occasionally, but they proved that wrong recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely... and there is noway for me to come back and even visit for a few days cause noone will give me a job. We are going to be here until Amber gets out of collage...and probably a bit before then. So I get to look forward to this weird state of limbo until I can figure a way out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realize that, if I ever do get back to Illinois, it will not be the same as it was when I was younger. I know. But if I do get depressed I can atleast find someone to talk to about anything...I think that is what I need right now... TO be around my friends and just think about anything but this depression. Just ...I don't know. Play D&amp;amp;D, or Smash Brothers again... Have a lte night trip to the arcade or the Breaktime Billards. Hang out down at the River Walk, or at Denny's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I am bringing everyone down. I think I am going to try and get some sleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115282550164883233?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115282550164883233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115282550164883233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115282550164883233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115282550164883233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-know-anything-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t know anything anymore...'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115257050035373149</id><published>2006-07-10T18:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:28:20.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Happiness</title><content type='html'>I figured with as depressing as my last post was, I will try to do something to cheer people up. These are all from the show Robot Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars:Vader Calls Palpatine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22Lx016uPSo This is one of my favorite Robot Chicken Skits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swedish Chief Goes For A Walk&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzJTd9WJzYs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115257050035373149?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115257050035373149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115257050035373149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115257050035373149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115257050035373149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-happiness_10.html' title='Some Happiness'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-115207542469531365</id><published>2006-07-05T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T00:57:04.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the slow lane</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile sense I updated my blog here. Life kinda sucks right now. I am broke, jobless, and kinda screwed in general right now. I am heavily depressed, and it is just getting worse. I miss all my friends. I have a few people down here I hang out with but I wouldn't really call any of them friends, not yet. Amber quit her job, and I had planned on working until she found one then look for a new one myself. But my boss took me off the schedual and gave my hours to High School kids. I am looking for a new one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    God I feel so lonely down here. I am gaming twice a week, Wednesday and Friday. The friday game is run by a guy who keeps acting like I am new to gaming and tends not to listen to me. It is getting on my nerves. And my Wednesday game is huge cause it is open to everyone who wants to play and I cannot stand 2-3 people playing. I miss Ronin and the Tjarks running games. I miss a lot about Illinois right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I miss Paul and Doug, even though they aren't in Illinois anymore. I miss the Tjarks, who I consider a second family. Tony of couse, and my bro Ronin. Kat and her mother too. I miss my exs, even. I wish I knew how I fucked up those relationships. I miss the Ambers, nad the people I only saw once in a blue moon. Gabe, Betsy, Toto, Art, and everyone from the LARP. Life is differante here, I cannot explain who. The people I meet are less trusting. Less open. I find it hard to be myself around them, find it hard to be comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I miss having all the peole I cuddled down there. I wish I could hold some of my old friends again. I remember fondly of cuddling up with Amber #2 and watching movies. And holding Beck late into the night. And wrapping my arms around Anne in her bedroom the last time I saw her. And how small everyone felt in my arms.  With as physical as I am, it is hard to get used to everyone being so...no-touchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hopefully I will be getting a job at either Micheals or a fabricstore down here. I have enough experiance sewing... I hope they believe it. The woman I turned in my app to at the fabricstore look suprised to see me turning in the app.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I wish I worked through out high school. My parents wouldn't let me. I understand why they didn't want me to work, but I wish I had. I would have gotten the stupid childish spending out of my system then and have been able to save the money I had been earning down here. I had never really had spending money. I would ask my folks for what I wanted. I never really handled that much money before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    School seems almost permanently out of reach anymore. I can get in. I talked to the dean of students at Louisville School of Massage Therapy. He told my I was more then qualified. And I could get a good loan, better one if I got my grandmother to co-sign it. And I am sure she would too. But I need to work a lot to pay my bills and my gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I wish I could just move on with life. It is just stale right now. I just want a job. I want to work. A decent job, not a fast food job, or anything like that. My typing is increasing, so I might try for a data entry position. I have mastered Excel and I am pretty good at figuring out software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, this has been kinda random, but it is how I have been feeling lately...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-115207542469531365?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/115207542469531365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=115207542469531365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115207542469531365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/115207542469531365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-in-slow-lane.html' title='Life in the slow lane'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114865862073514111</id><published>2006-05-26T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:50:35.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some good, some bad...</title><content type='html'>Well, there have been some really good things and some really bad things happaning lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+I went to a prelemanary for the D&amp;amp;D Mini world championship. And actually won a match.&lt;br /&gt;-I spent waaay too much money on good deals there.&lt;br /&gt;+I an about a month away from getting a dream job at a gaming store.&lt;br /&gt;-I strained my hip really bad, and went to the ER. And had to be off work for 3 days, and now am off the scheadual and only 'on-call' if needed...indefanatly&lt;br /&gt;+I am going to my cousins graduation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to drive to Kirkland Indiana tonight at 2am...&lt;br /&gt;+I am on the strongest painkillers I have ever been on, and they only cost me $20.&lt;br /&gt;+I have been told by the Dean of Admissions at the Massage school I want to go to that I will be accepted if I apply.&lt;br /&gt;-I don't have the money to go, or the credit to get the loan.&lt;br /&gt;+I might be able to talk my grandmother to co-sign the loan.&lt;br /&gt;+I got Elmenster of Shadowdale mini&lt;br /&gt;-He is so much weaker in the Skirmish game then he should be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all and all I am in a pretty good mood...probably the drugs. I am going to stop now, and pick it up later. My hands are feeling pretty heavy and not moving right. I will post after I am sober again...and yes, they were prescibed to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114865862073514111?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114865862073514111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114865862073514111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114865862073514111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114865862073514111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-good-some-bad.html' title='Some good, some bad...'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114523405305426493</id><published>2006-04-16T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:34:13.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anakin is SO gay for Obi-Wan</title><content type='html'>Well, the accedent is finally settled, and I have a new car. A '95 Saturn. It needs some work, but only cost me half my insurance money so I have the cash to repair it. And I have become fully obsessed with D&amp;amp;D Minis...I almost won a turnament the other day. Won one, lost one, and tied the last, but it was just a free thing at the gaming store was doing. Finally got around to watching Star Wars episode 3. I just want to know one thing...WHY THE HELL DID THEY TRUST THE GUY WITH HORNS!?!?! I mean that guy, the blue one with gianorumus horns, got Jar-Jar to start the Clone Wars, and then convinced Anakin to trust Palpatine fully. WHo the hell trust someone with HORNS!?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114523405305426493?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114523405305426493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114523405305426493' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114523405305426493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114523405305426493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/04/anakin-is-so-gay-for-obi-wan_16.html' title='Anakin is SO gay for Obi-Wan'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114446860753611983</id><published>2006-04-07T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:56:47.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Girly Are You?</title><content type='html'>Take this and find out how girly you are. (GUYS TOO) Put x's beside each thing that's true. Each x that you put is one percent. Have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my fingernails/toenails are almost always painted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] during the summer pretty much the only shoes i wear are flip flops&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my favorite toy as a child were barbies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my favorite color is pink or purple&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i did Gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love skirts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hollister is my favorite place to shop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tight jeans are the only jeans i'll wear&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love chocolate&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my hair is straightened&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have at least 8 myspace pictures&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i usually go shopping once a week&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love to hang out at the mall with friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've gone to a tanning salon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i go to the beach to tan&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have at least 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i change my icon weekly&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i wear a shower cap&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] would NEVER step foot into Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my cell phone might as well become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wear mascara everyday&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've been or am on a diet&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bathing suits are adorable&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i dont know the difference between a sheep and a goat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] big sunglasses are hott&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have gotten my nails done b4&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own over 10 purses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MTV is my one of my favorite channels&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]all i want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love to have other girls do my hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] i give and receive hugs from all my friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hate bugs, snakes, spiders&lt;br /&gt;[x] carnivals are so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] summer is THE best season&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] im waiting for my knight in shining armor&lt;br /&gt;[ ] musicians are so hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you write me a poem or tell me im beautiful and im all yours&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i am self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i cry often&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my car smells like vanilla&lt;br /&gt;[x] my dishes get washed more then once a week&lt;br /&gt;[x] i dont do sports&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i HATE to run&lt;br /&gt;[x] i squeal when i am surprised or angry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i eat dried fruit as a snack&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love romance novels&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drew Barrymore is so cute&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i dance a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i usually spend over an hour to get ready to leave my house&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love to get dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] every part of my outfit needs to match&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i talk on the phone at least once a day to my bestest friend&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i would love to have a photo shoot of myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] price on clothes hardly matters&lt;br /&gt;[ ]apply lip gloss 200 times a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wish i were a model&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wish i could meet Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have been something that was semi slutty on halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own Uggs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pop my collar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like to be the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;[ ] guys with Mohawks are crazy&lt;br /&gt;[x] horses are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;br /&gt;[x] cats are adorable&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i write poems or my own music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] love it when a GUY/girl wears good smelling cologne/perfume&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i can get very jealous&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i would love to visit Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Valentine's day is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;[ ]white is better then black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wouldn't be caught dead in all black&lt;br /&gt;[x] my closet is STOCK FULL of clothes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hate the grunge look of a beard...&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love to read gossip magazines&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love to gossip&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders/posters as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love Celine dion&lt;br /&gt;[x] My bubble baths are 3 hr long&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my friends and i are in a strict group. we mostly only hang out with each other&lt;br /&gt;[x] i like kids&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm all about being vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i check my myspace everyday.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i LOVE life!&lt;br /&gt;[x] i have a lot of jewelry!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] claires has cheap jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my screen names have x's in them&lt;br /&gt;[ ] either one of my myspace names has/had &lt;3/?'s in them&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;[ ] it's not what he/she said it's the way he/she said it&lt;br /&gt;[x] i have more than 3 pillows on my bed&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 18% Girly. Consider this a poll. How girly are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114446860753611983?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114446860753611983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114446860753611983' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114446860753611983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114446860753611983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-girly-are-you.html' title='How Girly Are You?'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114377219288146775</id><published>2006-03-30T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:29:52.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Questions</title><content type='html'>1. EVER BEEN GIVEN A RING?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. LONGEST RELATIONSHIP?&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. LAST GIFT YOU RECEIVED?&lt;br /&gt;The last two books in a series I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU DROPPED YOUR CELL?&lt;br /&gt;too many times to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU WORKED OUT?&lt;br /&gt;about a month ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DO YOU DO ANY SPORTS?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. LAST FOOD YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;mac &amp; cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ONE FAVORITE SONG:&lt;br /&gt;Serenity, Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHERE DO YOU LIVE?&lt;br /&gt;Louisville, KY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. CELL PHONE SERVICE PROVIDER?&lt;br /&gt;Cingular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVORITE MALL STORE(S):&lt;br /&gt;Something To Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. LONGEST JOB HELD?&lt;br /&gt;4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. DO YOU OWN A PAIR OF DICE?&lt;br /&gt;I own a LOT more than a pair of dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. DO YOU PRANK CALL PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. LAST WEDDING ATTENDENDED?&lt;br /&gt;my mom marrying my ex-step-dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. FIRST FRIEND YOU'D CALL IF YOU WON THE LOTTERY?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last time you attended church?&lt;br /&gt;A while ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. FAVORITE FAST FOOD RESTAURANT:&lt;br /&gt;Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. BIGGEST LIE YOU'VE HEARD?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO EAT WITH FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Denny's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. CAN YOU COOK?&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT CAR DO YOU DRIVE?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. BEST KISSER, OTHER THEN SOMEONE YOU'RE WITH?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. MOST DISLIKED FOOD:&lt;br /&gt;anything too HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. THING(S) YOU LIKE MOST ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;I try really hard to be sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. THING(S) YOU DISLIKE MOST ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;my looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LONGEST SHIFT YOU HAVE WORKED AT A JOB?&lt;br /&gt;5pm-12am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. FAVORITE MOVIE?&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. CAN YOU SING?&lt;br /&gt;I can sing... but I don't think it's that great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. LAST CONCERT ATTENDED?&lt;br /&gt;Umm... Gavin Coyle's St. Patrick's Day Concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. LAST MOVIE RENTED:&lt;br /&gt;Walk The Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. THING YOU NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT?&lt;br /&gt;clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. FAVORITE VACATION SPOT?&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. DO YOU LIKE CHINESE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. HOW BIG IS YOUR BED?&lt;br /&gt;Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. IS YOUR ROOM CLEAN?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. LAPTOP OR DESKTOP COMPUTER?&lt;br /&gt;desktop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. FAVORITE COMEDIAN?&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Mencia atm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. DO YOU SMOKE?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. SLEEP WITH OR WITHOUT CLOTHES?&lt;br /&gt;w/o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHO SLEEPS WITH YOU EVERY NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Robb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. DO LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIPS WORK?&lt;br /&gt;if you knew the person first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BEEN PULLED OVER BY THE POLICE?&lt;br /&gt;I don't drive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. PANCAKES OR FRENCH TOAST?&lt;br /&gt;French Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. DO YOU LIKE COFFEE?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?&lt;br /&gt;on bread with cheese over easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ASTROLOGY?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. LAST PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALL LIST?&lt;br /&gt;Robb's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. LAST TEXT MESSAGE:&lt;br /&gt;to my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. MCDONALDS OR BURGER KING?&lt;br /&gt;neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. NUMBER OF PILLOWS?&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;pjs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. PICK A LYRIC, ANY LYRIC OR SONG?&lt;br /&gt;my brain be dead... so... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. WHAT KIND OF JELLY DO YOU LIKE ON YOUR PB &amp;amp; J&lt;br /&gt;any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. CAN YOU PLAY POOL?&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU WENT TO THE MALL?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;Mint oreo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. DO YOU LIKE MAPS?&lt;br /&gt;meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. TELL ME A RANDOM FACT ABOUT YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with an online game called Syrnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Sat online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. EVER ATTENDED A THEME PARTY?&lt;br /&gt;not so far as I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. LAST TIME YOU LAUGHED AT SOMETHING STUPID?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP THIS MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;9:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. BEST THING ABOUT WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;nothing really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. LAST TIME A COP GAVE YOU A TICKET?&lt;br /&gt;nope, hasn't happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. DO YOU HAVE AIM?&lt;br /&gt;VampKitten13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. NAME OF YOUR FIRST PET?&lt;br /&gt;Ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. DO YOU THINK PIRATES ARE COOL OR OVERRATED?&lt;br /&gt;cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS WEEKEND?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. DO YOU LIKE ANYONE RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. WHAT IS THE THIRD LETTER OF YOUR NAME?&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. HOW OLD ARE YOUR PETS?&lt;br /&gt;don't have any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81: WHAT COLOR IS YOUR BACKPACK?&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. ARE YOU SICK?&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. IS THE BATHROOM OPEN?&lt;br /&gt;I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. ARE YOU ON A LAPTOP?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. ARE YOU WATCHING MTV?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. ARE YOU SMILING?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. DO YOU HAVE ON EYELINER?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. ARE YOU BLONDE?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. DO YOU HAVE A MYSPACE?&lt;br /&gt;yeah... Vampkitty13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. WHAT IS YOUR PETS NAME?&lt;br /&gt;no pets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR BATHING SUIT?&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. DOES YOUR SCHOOL START IN AUGUST?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. DID YOU GO ON VACATION LAST MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A CRUISE?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. DO YOU HAVE A SISTER?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, a half-sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. ARE YOU UPSTAIRS?&lt;br /&gt;no, no upstairs here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114377219288146775?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114377219288146775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114377219288146775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114377219288146775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114377219288146775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/03/100-questions.html' title='100 Questions'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114284444088936224</id><published>2006-03-20T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:47:26.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems At Last</title><content type='html'>Well, kinda... I got a DeviantArt profile.   http://vampkitty13.deviantart.com/   Feedback is very much appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114284444088936224?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114284444088936224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114284444088936224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114284444088936224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114284444088936224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/03/poems-at-last.html' title='Poems At Last'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114247366104469865</id><published>2006-03-15T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T17:40:34.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And again, life is kinda sucking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7484/1809/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7484/1809/320/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7484/1809/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7484/1809/320/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to tell everyone this, I was in my first accedent today. It wasn't my fault, and the cop said the other guy would be pinned with the blame. My car is dead, no radiator, no power steering, no right head light, and no airbags. I will probably post pics of it tomorrow. But the three of us in the car are fine. I have a few burns from the airbag, and Amber has bruised lips and nose. The other guy in the car, Josh my manager and a player in the game I am running, can away with out a scratch. And until the guys insurance company pays to fix my car, I am once again with out transportation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114247366104469865?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114247366104469865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114247366104469865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114247366104469865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114247366104469865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-again-life-is-kinda-sucking.html' title='And again, life is kinda sucking'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114237128577320586</id><published>2006-03-14T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:22:01.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee!!!!</title><content type='html'>I got accepted at University of Louisville!!!! I'm all excited now. And that's really all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114237128577320586?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114237128577320586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114237128577320586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114237128577320586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114237128577320586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/03/whee.html' title='Whee!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114209521711605927</id><published>2006-03-11T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:11:50.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Unsexual) Good News...For a change.</title><content type='html'>Hey, I had an awesome day yesterday. Amber and me got paid. And, after all the bills and savings, we had a good chunk to spend. And we kept hitting sales. First we dropped by Half Price Book, which has it's own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;role playing&lt;/span&gt; section, and they were having a 20% off EVERYTHING sale. I found 4 books I have been looking for. Werewolf:The Wild West, Rokea, Guhral, and Croaten Song. They are all books for Werewolf:The Apocalypse. Then we went to the gaming store in the mall to pick up some of the new minis. Amber bought a starter, and I picked up a booster. And, unfortunately, we pulled the same rare, but they guy behind the counter needed one for an army he was building. It was King Obould Many-Arrows. She got Celestial Dire Badger and the Bronze Wyrmling. The pulls I was happy about were King Obould Many-Arrows (With so minor mods he will be a perfect Chim-Chim), Hafling Slinger, Inpired Lt., and Sacred Watcher. Amber is all excited about the Hunting cougar we pulled. It will make the perfect Beauty for Menolly. And then we stayed around the store for over an hour talking to the guy. He goes by Dreads, as in dreadlocks. And he might invite us to a game if these two players keep not showing up. Then we went to dinner at my favorite restaurant. A local place, Mark's Feedstore. And then over to Basken Robins, cause my father gave up ice-cream for lent. Then we went to Blockbuster, and I got a card there. Picked up Spirited Away, which I have wanted to see for a while now. And Sonic Riders. It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt; Mario Cart with Sonic characters. I thought it was going to be like Tony Hawk, but it is a racing game. And I tried to get Walk The Line, but it was out. But on the good side, it was a Garunteed movie, so I have a free rain check for it....I think that is about all that went on that y'all want to hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I singed up for DeviantART to post stories and poems. My name on there is leechtamer. I have 1 vignette, and the first chapter to a story I am writing up there. Please post comments on the writings if you check them out. This be the URL. &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114209521711605927?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114209521711605927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114209521711605927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114209521711605927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114209521711605927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/03/unsexual-good-newsfor-change.html' title='(Unsexual) Good News...For a change.'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114102620757963986</id><published>2006-02-27T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:43:27.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New day, Same rant</title><content type='html'>I hate people, I swear. I can't even walk down the street without people staring at me, and whispering to each other. I mean everytime I go anywhere I notice 3-4 people either doing that, or slowly backing away from me. I mean, have I ever done anything to warrent this people hating me for the way I look. Or, worse yet, fearing me. I like to think I am a damn nice guy. I try to help people when they need it. I volunteer when ever I can. I donate everything from food and clothes to blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is getting worse then it was at WVHS, but at least noone is trying to pick a fight with me to look tough. But I can still remember the damn hallways parting before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever done anything to warrent this? I have never picked a fight, and always tried to talk my way out of violance when I could. But for some reason people look at me like I am a serial killer. And it is when I am wearing normal clothes too. I can kind of understand it when I am in my fishnet and duster, but when I am wearing a pair of jeans and a tee shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people so damn paranoid? I  just wish that once and a while the people I hold the door open for wouldn't stare at me like I was going to stab them when they turned there back on me. Like when I offered to help a woman with her grocerices in the apartment complex in Aurora. She looked like I was going to rape her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the absolut worst thing is in the malls. Kids love me. LOVE me. They are always crowding around me, pulling at me for attention. And I love kids. I play with them, talk to them. But when the parents pull there children away they look at me like I would auduct them. I know that they are worried about strangers this day and age, but I never see them do it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am getting down on myself now, but I hate the way I look. I know people think I am fishing for compliments, but I am not. Just ranting. I just want to get all of this out of my system. I just want for once to be told I look good with out any prompting. For some reason, in this country it is wrong for women to give men compliments. I have always tried to tell everyone I have been atracted to the fact I am. And I have always assumed that the same was true for everyone, And the other day I went to a party in Lafeyette Indiana. There were 5 bi/gay guys there. Not one of them hit on me. And yes, they knew I was bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I just feel so...weird now a days. I find myself drawn more and more to my relms of fantasy. It is easier to deal with then real life. I mean I have no friends here. I have no job. I am mooching off Amber and my folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will end on a high note. Like I said I went to a party. I was up there visiting my new girlfriend, Chantal. Anyway Amber stayed home to give us some alone time. We went to pick up three guys for it. And every one at the party is bi/gay. Anyway we walk into the appartment and find 3 gay guys watching Will &amp;amp; Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I post, I will try to post something happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114102620757963986?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114102620757963986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114102620757963986' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114102620757963986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114102620757963986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-day-same-rant.html' title='New day, Same rant'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-114055169427480328</id><published>2006-02-21T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T16:42:03.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime</title><content type='html'>I have come to discover I fucking hate anime. Not anime in general, but the people who love it. I like anime. LIKE. But the people who obsesse over it just get on my nerves. They act like if you watch anything else, you are dumb. And, God forbid, you like American comics. And they are always spouting off how much better Japan is then America. THEN FUCKING MOVE THER AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I watch dubbed anime, cause all the voices in the Japanese one's are done by women. I don't like it when the big badass talks like a school girl. And when the anime becomes popular, they HATE it then. Even if 2 weeks ago it was there favorite thing. I remember talking to someone at Waubonsie who said Trigun was there favorite anime. Literally 2 weeks later when it came on Adult Swim, I talked to him about it, and he said he hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE D&amp;amp;D. And do you know what I did when 3rd ED got real big? I WAS HAPPY! Cause I could walk into a book store, and pick up my gaming books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't about anyone that y'all know. I just am getting so tired of the anime-nazis around here. Please let me know what y'alls opinion of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-114055169427480328?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/114055169427480328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=114055169427480328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114055169427480328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/114055169427480328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/02/anime.html' title='Anime'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113872744917650375</id><published>2006-01-31T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:10:49.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space</title><content type='html'>I have a new My Space account now. I am going to use it to post stories and such. www.myspace.com/leechtamer . I also have a new girlfriend, and I am so happy about it. I was afraid after the fiasco that ended up being Amanda, then Pat. Amber is happy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113872744917650375?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113872744917650375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113872744917650375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113872744917650375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113872744917650375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-space.html' title='My Space'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113798601466009151</id><published>2006-01-22T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:18:01.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>I'm board. Very board. And I am sick...again. It seems like whenever I get better, I get sick again. Life is really slow. I actually signed up for hotornot.com. It is a sight for people with low self-esteem. You post a picture, and people rate you from 10 (hot) to 1 (not). Last I checked I was a 5.1. Personally, I use the system as 1 being ugly, 2 being plain, ect. If you want, rate me in the comments. I just started playing in a D&amp;D game. My character died in the first dungeon. I was first level, and lost a level to a Whight. I liked the character to. He was a dwarf who lost his family to a group of bandits far outside of the mountains. The gypsies found him as a baby and raised him as a wizard. I could have had him Raised, but I have always believed that Raising a character who died legitamately and the party doesn't have the means (money/high lvl cleric) should stay dead. Well thats all I've got. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please do post comments on the rating. And be serious andhonest with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113798601466009151?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113798601466009151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113798601466009151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113798601466009151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113798601466009151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/01/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113692626136968802</id><published>2006-01-10T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T15:51:01.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song List</title><content type='html'>I posted the awnsers to the song list. Finaly. I had some hard choices. Particularly Jewel and Barenaked Ladies. For all of you who haven't heard these songs I recommend listening to them, particularly Floggin' Molly. They are one of the best bands out there, for originality if nothing else. They mix celtic/gailic folk with hardcore punk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113692626136968802?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113692626136968802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113692626136968802' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113692626136968802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113692626136968802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/01/song-list.html' title='Song List'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113660650234019364</id><published>2006-01-06T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:01:42.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visits Are Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>We're visiting on the 26th and the 27th. If you want to hang out with us during that time please let us know ahead of time. We're coming up primarily to hang out with adeadman, so we need advanced warning day of as well.  Fair warning, if you come to see us without warning us you may not like what you see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113660650234019364?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113660650234019364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113660650234019364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113660650234019364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113660650234019364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2006/01/visits-are-fun.html' title='Visits Are Fun!!!'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113531663329950628</id><published>2005-12-23T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:08:39.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Narnia</title><content type='html'>BEST movie made from a book ever!!! I loved it. I was giddy coming out of the theater cause it was so cool! They hardly left anything out, and did such a great job with the special effects and the creatures! I was afraid it was going to be warped to make it more Christian, because of all the hype about it, but it's just people reading too much into it. Yes, it's religious. But it's religious because the book was, and that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, is it too late to add another guest to the New Year's Eve roster. If it is it's no big deal, but I need to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113531663329950628?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113531663329950628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113531663329950628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113531663329950628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113531663329950628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/12/chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='The Chronicles of Narnia'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113445490556542893</id><published>2005-12-13T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T01:21:45.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parade of Sucky Events</title><content type='html'>OK. So this is largely a rant if you couldn't tell from the title. There's some good stuff further down, so if you don't feel like reading the bad stuff, scroll down. It'll be bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob's debit card got lost on the way back from our last visit. Somebody charged 60 some dollars on it and then the Pilot that it was used at sent it to us. He had left it there, so we didn't initially think anything had gone wrong. Then on the 28th we found out that our account was negative a couple bucks. Despite having disputed the charge shortly thereafter, the bank continues to charge us overdraft fees. That combined with the few purchases we made before our account actually went negative (totaling 7.60) that went through after the 28th puts us over a hundred dollars in the hole. As it will all be sorted out soon, we're just ignoring the situation and spending our checks on Christmas presents anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my contacts got lost and the other got torn, so I was blind for a few days. I do mean blind by the way. I can see about two inches from my face clearly without something correcting my vision. I had to call in to work because the eyeglass place had work backed up because of a storm and my lenses weren't in stock. They had to specially cut the lenses for me and I got them the next day right in time to get ready for work. So my first five hours of being able to see again were utterly depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car took forever to repair, so our freedom of travel was delayed for several weeks. Also the paperwork my father sent me is defunct, so we have temp plates, and the title is still in my father's name. That's getting fixed at the moment. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The car is once again operational, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The store got robbed today. Well technically yesterday, but whatever. It wasn't the classic style robbery though. No... I have to deal with having been fast talked into handing this random guy 60 some dollars out of the drawer. It was a really long complicated thing, and I don't really feel like explaining it. Thankfully, my boss is awesome and understood and despite my offer to pay him back, is giving me a "freebie." I still feel like an idiot, though. Apparently, this sort of shit happens all the time and I was just oblivious. I've been told I should be proud of myself for realizing what happened as quickly as I did. About 2 minutes after the guy drove off. But then I had to count the drawer and make sure, so he's free and clear. God I hate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping's almost done. Just the Tjarks kids, Ronin, narf, Rob's parents and my father. We know what we're getting everyone except Rob's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about #2's new game based on the Dragonriders of Pern. It's gonna be awesome, and I get to help! For anyone interested who isn't already playing one of her games online, join RPoL and look for Pern revisited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I found this awesome thing at Jelly Belly's website where you can get a jelly bean dispenser and 2.2 pounds of jelly beans a month by joining their jelly bean club. I'm so saving the $250 to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I'm done now. Peace.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113445490556542893?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113445490556542893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113445490556542893' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113445490556542893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113445490556542893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/12/parade-of-sucky-events.html' title='The Parade of Sucky Events'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113366089814386036</id><published>2005-12-03T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T20:57:44.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted anything substantial for a while, so here we go. Amber made me leave work early because I had an allergy attack. I hated to go, but she forced me to. I hate being allergic to mold. It is frightingly common place. We had a box of tomatos at Subway that were old. Only 2 actually had mold on them, but my allergys are really bad. I was so sick at high school because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cure for alergic reactions is as bad as the actualreaction. The enhaler makes me shake so damn bad, and the Benadril is terrible. I have energy swings. They are like mode swings, but I go from having no energy to bouncing off the walls to near narcolypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided I hatethe average costomer that eats in at Subway. No, the cute girl flirting with me doesn't stay, but the couple with the screaming kids does. The worst thing about the parents that bring in there kids is that they let there kids use the reatraunt as thier personalplayground. Then they leave the table dirty. This is Subway. We don't have busboys. If your going to leave the table dirty, at least leave a tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to dinner with my family. Not just my parents, but grandmother,l great aunt, ect. The service was horrible, so was the food, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that when the bill came, at the bottom ther was a print out. It showed how much to tip at 15, 18, and 20%. I thought that part was good. The bad part was the waitress, who took over an hour to even bring the bill, had underlined the 20% number and added it with the total. We paid credit, and wrote in a differant number. We tipped 10%, which was generous for the service recieved (my mother was a server for 20 years, then trained for5 more.).That wasn't even the worst part. When the waitress brought the recipt to sign, she had already filled it out. Once again, we refilled it, and left before my mother could "talk" to the manager. My mother has a long fuse, but noone wants to be around when she does go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some good things have happened. I got another piece for my Squall Lionhart costume for GenCon. The gunblade. Squall, for those who don't know, is a character from Final Fantasy 8. I picked up a bunch of books from the used book store around here. I got one of the few Complete... line from 2nd ed AD&amp;amp;D. I'm only missing the Complete Book Dwarves and Thieves. I got The Book of Nod and Revelations of the Dark Mother, two hard to find Vampire: the Masqurade book. I love having a used book store with both a Role Playing Games and a Comics section. I also picked up some books on massage. For those of you who don't know, I am studding to be a massage theripist. I have already studied from many books, and have a few years of pratical experiance. I also bought the first 40 issues of the New Mutants and the whole X-Men 2099 seires off eBay. The New Mutants was awesome. Now I am switching off between X-Men 2099 and my massage books. I need more application of the theory. I use Amber, but I need experiance with multiple people though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also signed up for OkCupid. &lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=5572655010759370096"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=5572655010759370096&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber commented on Adventure Hooks about this, but I'll also throw it up here to. One of me and Ambers friends, Tim, wants to come to New Years. He is a good friend of mine, and he'll fit in. Is it alright with everyone if he comes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113366089814386036?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113366089814386036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113366089814386036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113366089814386036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113366089814386036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113238697984447317</id><published>2005-11-19T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T14:44:47.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it is demanded... more quizzy goodness!</title><content type='html'>Step 1: List 10 Bands&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Everybody else guesses what your favorite song for that artist is&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: When someone gets one right, bold it and type in your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber's List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Barenaked Ladies - Who Needs Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Billy Joel - Piano Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Disturbed - Down With The Sickness&lt;br /&gt;4. Eagles - Desperado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Elton John - Can You Feel The Love Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Godsmack - Serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Green Day - Minority&lt;br /&gt;8. Marilyn Manson - Tainted Love&lt;br /&gt;9. Meatloaf - Wasted Youth&lt;br /&gt;10. Weird Al - Yoda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby's List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Floggin' Molly-Seven Deadly Sins&lt;br /&gt;2. Barenaked Ladies-Be My Yoko Ono&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Walsh-Lifes Been Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bon Jovi-Wanted (Dead or Alive)&lt;br /&gt;5. Matchbox 20-Damn&lt;br /&gt;6. Elvis-Wooden Heart&lt;br /&gt;7. Marcy Playground-Cloak of Elvenkind&lt;br /&gt;8. Jewel-Foolish Games&lt;br /&gt;9. Metallica-...Of Wolf And Man&lt;br /&gt;10. Reel Big Fish-She Has A Girlfriend Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Tjarks - 1 point&lt;br /&gt;Amber #2 - 1 point&lt;br /&gt;Kalen - 1 point&lt;br /&gt;Robby Jr. - 1 point&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113238697984447317?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113238697984447317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113238697984447317' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113238697984447317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113238697984447317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-it-is-demanded-more-quizzy-goodness.html' title='If it is demanded... more quizzy goodness!'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113229747965636970</id><published>2005-11-18T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:52:06.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Quizzes For Both of Us</title><content type='html'>Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://images.quizfarm.com/1100132775lust.jpg%27" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Lust&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Sloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="44"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;44%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Wrath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Gluttony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="31"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;31%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Greed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="13"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;13%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=145&amp;first=yes"&gt;Seven deadly sins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com%27"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://images.quizfarm.com/1100132262logo25.gif%27" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Pride&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Sloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="44"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;44%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Gluttony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="31"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;31%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Wrath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="19"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="13"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;13%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Greed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="6"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;6%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=145&amp;first=yes"&gt;Seven deadly sins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com%27"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/neutral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/sv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Villain are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/ev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Villain are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&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/geek.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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/hero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;Find your Role-Playing&lt;br /&gt;Stereotype&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/M./M.A/m.a.d./1128584582_sktoptfath.jpg" alt="tfath" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fox and the Hound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/icemagick/1099587935_sWerewolf2.JPG" alt="werewolf" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werewolves of folklore differ greatly from modern&lt;br /&gt;renditions seen in movies and shows. People&lt;br /&gt;believed there were many ways to become&lt;br /&gt;werewolves, such as drinking rainwater&lt;br /&gt;collected in a wolf's pawprint, eating meat&lt;br /&gt;gnawed on by a wolf, or being born with a full&lt;br /&gt;set of teeth or covered in a caul. And unlike&lt;br /&gt;movie werewolves, werewolves of old were&lt;br /&gt;oftentimes harmless and highly honorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a werewolf, you are loyal, strong and honorable,&lt;br /&gt;and you will protect all you hold dear with&lt;br /&gt;your very life. Although you are not a violent&lt;br /&gt;individual at heart, you will fight for what&lt;br /&gt;you believe in. You are a good friend and truly&lt;br /&gt;are a wonderful person to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/icemagick/quizzes/Who%20is%20your%20inner%20Shapeshifter%3F/"&gt; Who is your inner Shapeshifter?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/icemagick/1099587873_escatgirl3.JPG" alt="werecat" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From witches who could change into cats with magic&lt;br /&gt;spells, to tribes of anthropomorphic tigers&lt;br /&gt;living in the jungles of Malaysia, to&lt;br /&gt;bloodthirsty werecats of Japan who would prey&lt;br /&gt;on humans for sustenance, tales of werecats&lt;br /&gt;rival their more well-known werewolf cousins in&lt;br /&gt;number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a werecat, you are aggressive, fiercely&lt;br /&gt;independant, short-tempered and prone to&lt;br /&gt;violent outbursts. You can also be very kind&lt;br /&gt;though, by protecting those you care for from&lt;br /&gt;those who wish to do them harm. Those who&lt;br /&gt;befriend you are very lucky (as long as they&lt;br /&gt;stay on your good side!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/icemagick/quizzes/Who%20is%20your%20inner%20Shapeshifter%3F/"&gt; Who is your inner Shapeshifter?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1073228113_tureswater.JPG" alt="If you are near a water dragon when its sad, it will begin to rain..." border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your a water Dragon! Congrats! Like ice dragons,&lt;br /&gt;you are extremly powerful, but show it more&lt;br /&gt;often. You are a leader, and like to speak your&lt;br /&gt;opinion. AND, you are charming, swift, and&lt;br /&gt;great at dancing, ou enjoy getting stuck in the&lt;br /&gt;rain, playing with friends, and swimming&lt;br /&gt;anywhere! Wat-ER you wating for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20elemental%20dragon%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; What elemental dragon are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aeon65/1089192449_malsmonkey.jpg" alt="HASH(0x8bf6cc0)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monkey!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey's Wisdom Includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement through ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to change environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding excesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoyed this quiz, please rate and I may do&lt;br /&gt;another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;src=http://www.othellobloke.co.uk/Nativemid/bravewarrior.mid&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Aeon65/quizzes/Animal%20Spirit%20Guides%20%7E%20Which%20One%20Calls%20To%20You%3F/"&gt; Animal Spirit Guides ~ Which One Calls To You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aeon65/1089196081_nimalsbear.jpg" alt="HASH(0x8f1968c)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bear Spirit Calls To You&lt;/b&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;Bear is spirit keeper of the West, the place of&lt;br /&gt;darkness, maturity and good harvest. Bears are&lt;br /&gt;active during the night and day.  This&lt;br /&gt;symbolizes its connection with solar energy,&lt;br /&gt;that of strength and power, and lunar energy,&lt;br /&gt;that of intuition. The bear holds the teachings&lt;br /&gt;of introspection. When it shows up in your life&lt;br /&gt;pay attention to how you think, act and&lt;br /&gt;interact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear's Wisdom Includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Introspection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Communication with Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Birth and rebirth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Transformation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Astral travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Creature of dreams, shamans and mystics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Visionaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Defense and revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Aeon65/quizzes/Animal%20Spirit%20Guides%20%7E%20Which%20One%20Calls%20To%20You%3F/"&gt; Animal Spirit Guides ~ Which One Calls To You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113229747965636970?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113229747965636970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113229747965636970' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113229747965636970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113229747965636970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-quizzes-for-both-of-us.html' title='More Quizzes For Both of Us'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113221082037623651</id><published>2005-11-17T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T02:01:12.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness!!!</title><content type='html'>Rob and I both got 25 cent raises today!!! We've been working at Subway for a month and three weeks and gotten 75 cents total in raises each. It is happy causing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113221082037623651?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113221082037623651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113221082037623651' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113221082037623651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113221082037623651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/happiness.html' title='Happiness!!!'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113203402783953017</id><published>2005-11-15T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:53:47.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Visit</title><content type='html'>OK. So I had an absolute blast when we were up there. For those of you that actually read this that I missed, Rob and I will be back up there the day before Thanksgiving and for part of Thanksgiving. How long we stay on Thanksgiving really depends on how many people actually want to hang out that day, so comment and let us know. That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113203402783953017?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113203402783953017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113203402783953017' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113203402783953017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113203402783953017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/visit.html' title='The Visit'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113178376184142803</id><published>2005-11-12T03:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:22:41.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Quizzy Goodness</title><content type='html'>What Does Your Conscience Look Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LO/LOS/lostandconfussed/1131573742_resrevenge.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8cb9fe0)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inside is vengeful.The pain that you have felt&lt;br /&gt;is causing your inside to go besark and&lt;br /&gt;inflicting everyone around you.You hate people&lt;br /&gt;who take your kindness for granted or  take&lt;br /&gt;kindness for granted you think that they should&lt;br /&gt;pay and you think that you should be the one to&lt;br /&gt;do them over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lostandconfussed/quizzes/What%20does%20your%20concious%20look%20like%3F(GREAT%20PICS%20BOYS%20AND%20GIRLS)/"&gt; What does your concious look like?(GREAT PICS BOYS AND GIRLS)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural Elements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/-/-E/-ET/-eternally-/1131699128_zgydf.JPG" border="0" alt="Water" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are...Water! Water is the element of love,&lt;br /&gt;peace, purification, and healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your cup is full, have a drink in honor of&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colors - Blue (the color of deep water),&lt;br /&gt;blue-green, green, grey, indigo and black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals: Dolphins, Fish, Dragons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree: Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones: Aquamarine, Amethyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rituals: Purification, Dreams, Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/-eternally-/quizzes/Which%20Natural%20Element%20Are%20You%3F%20%2B%20Anime%20Pics/"&gt; Which Natural Element Are You? + Anime Pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113178376184142803?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113178376184142803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113178376184142803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113178376184142803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113178376184142803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-quizzy-goodness.html' title='More Quizzy Goodness'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113169631469069729</id><published>2005-11-11T03:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T03:09:39.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tits Ass And Cuteness Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="middle"&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skinny and Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; Raw score: 22% Big Breasts, 22% Big Ass, and 56% Cute! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=15912893200295081418%27"&gt;The Tits, Ass, and Cuteness Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=14541270792735063216%27"&gt;chicken_pot_pie&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3%27"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely accurate, as I'm attracted to all women. But especially the cute ones. And I don't define cuteness as tiny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113169631469069729?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113169631469069729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113169631469069729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113169631469069729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113169631469069729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/tits-ass-and-cuteness-test.html' title='Tits Ass And Cuteness Test'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113169527668829465</id><published>2005-11-11T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:32:33.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sexuality Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bi/Slightly Straight&lt;/span&gt;:  You scored 6 (-52 being completely gay, 0 being bisexual, and 52 being completely straight) &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, you are bisexual. You have a slight preference for&lt;br /&gt;the opposite gender, but either gender would suit you. If you are&lt;br /&gt;sexually inexperienced, it is possible that this will change after you&lt;br /&gt;do some experimenting. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12680914741600896164%27"&gt;The Sexuality Spectrum Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=18283806126179384909%27"&gt;tall_man_54&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3%27"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113169527668829465?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113169527668829465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113169527668829465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113169527668829465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113169527668829465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-sexuality-quiz.html' title='My Sexuality Quiz'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113169440088369620</id><published>2005-11-11T02:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:33:25.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexuality Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bi/Slightly Straight&lt;/span&gt;     You scored 1 (-52 being completely gay,&lt;br /&gt; 0 being bisexual, and 52 being completely straight) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the most part, you are bisexual. You have a slight preference for&lt;br /&gt;the opposite gender, but either gender would suit you. If you are&lt;br /&gt;sexually inexperienced, it is possible that this will change after you&lt;br /&gt;do some experimenting. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12680914741600896164%27"&gt;The Sexuality Spectrum Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=18283806126179384909%27"&gt;tall_man_54&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3%27"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've thought that I'd get a -1 myself, but meh, that's what the quiz says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113169440088369620?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113169440088369620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113169440088369620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113169440088369620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113169440088369620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/sexuality-quiz.html' title='Sexuality Quiz'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113155750758857226</id><published>2005-11-09T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:31:47.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvatore</title><content type='html'>I had a great night last night. Salvatore was great. He was funny, witty, and cool. He told the us some great stories, like how he was forced to kill Chewy in his first Star Wars novel. How the fans, including Peter Mayhew (Chewbacca's actor) reacted. I got to talk to him for a while when he was signing books. I also met some of the gamers of Louisville. Unfortunately, none of them live around here. But all in all, a good night. I picked up some books on mythology. Celtic and Japanise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113155750758857226?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113155750758857226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113155750758857226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113155750758857226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113155750758857226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/salvatore.html' title='Salvatore'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113143461607213364</id><published>2005-11-08T02:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T02:23:36.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting</title><content type='html'>Rob, Paul and I will be in Illinois on Sunday, hopefully early in the morning, and we will be leaving early enough on Monday to get back here to work at five. We have a generous offer from Anne to stay with her, so that's covered. I also need to acquire my car from my mom while we're there. After that, we're free to hang out with anyone who's interested. Let me know by commenting on this post so that I can figure out who we need to hang out with, when and where. I've also already promised to hang out with Tony, so he just needs to post when and where.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113143461607213364?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113143461607213364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113143461607213364' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113143461607213364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113143461607213364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/visiting.html' title='Visiting'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113143146692250295</id><published>2005-11-08T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:31:06.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Yeah</title><content type='html'>I'm so Excited. I just got Soul Calibur 3, and tommorow I;m going to a book signing by one of my favorite authors; R.A. Salvatorie. Anyone who reads Forgotten Realms novels knows him. He Brought to life one of the most popular D&amp;amp;D characters of all time. Drizzt Do'Urden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be up all night, but I only work 3 hours tomorrow. But it's the lunch rush on a main street, so it will feel like 8-9 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113143146692250295?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113143146692250295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113143146692250295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113143146692250295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113143146692250295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell Yeah'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113118250123869065</id><published>2005-11-05T04:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T04:21:41.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia...folowed by depresion</title><content type='html'>It's 4 in the morning my time. My time. I hate that phrase. It's a reminder I away from most of the people I care about. In Illinois, I missed my oarents horibbly. Now I miss my friends. I seem to be stuck in some God forsaken limbo. Hell, up there wouldn't be any better, would it? Almost everyones gone for collage. Growing. Starting a life, while I'm stuck somewhere between childhood and adult life. Soon everyone will be all on there own. I'll still be here, working for slave wages, not even enough to move out of my parents house. Christ, I'm 21 years old. I have no car, what barely passes for a job, and no real life. I spend all day at work or asleep. And sleeps no good. I have had horrindious night terrors scince anyone can remeber. My mother tells me I had them as an infant. I would scream and cry, but was asleep all along. No word yet on the job at the con. I feel so unwanted. I cann't really talk to anyone about anything wrong with me. Amber is trying to help Paul, and even if she wasn't, she couldn't help. My mother has MS (I'm not even trying to spell that one), and it is getting bad. Now it's affecting her swallowing. I don't want to burden her with my dumd-ass problems. I work night, my dad works days. Thats out. It just feels that everyones out growing me, that they'll all just leave. They'll just forget me. Noone around here understands me. There's Amber, but she isn't enough. Paul's in such a funk I swear I don't recognize my best friend half the time. My family down here is ultra-conservitive Catholics. I'm a moderate something-or-other. Any idea's, guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113118250123869065?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113118250123869065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113118250123869065' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113118250123869065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113118250123869065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/insomniafolowed-by-depresion_05.html' title='Insomnia...folowed by depresion'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113109465777335081</id><published>2005-11-04T03:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T03:57:37.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>God, it's differant down here. I'm so alone sometimes. I know no one around here. Chist, most of my family are just passing aquatinces. I have Amber, and Paul's down here, but something's just not right. I'm real tense these days. I have no friends here. No one a shared intrests. I have even had problems writting, which is something that always came naturally. I have no car, so I can't go to the places that people of like intrests flock. I'm trying to work a convention, but the people running it are less than responsive. I will try to write and post my fiction, non fiction, and near fiction along side any poems I can force out. I will also post older writings as I find them to show that I used to write well. But now I need sleep. I work tomorrow. Yay Subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;Bow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113109465777335081?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113109465777335081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113109465777335081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113109465777335081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113109465777335081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113109378746819250</id><published>2005-11-04T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T03:43:07.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs</title><content type='html'>I have seen a lot of funny signs for places. Here are my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;(I swear, I'm not making these up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In Wisconson, there is Bong Recreation Center&lt;br /&gt;-In Kentucky, there is Big Bone Lick National Park&lt;br /&gt;-Also in Kentucky, a line of smoke stores call Cox's Smokers&lt;br /&gt;-And my personal favorite, in Columbus, Ohio, there is a street corner that is High and Gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any one has other signs like this, please let me know. (Only real places please.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113109378746819250?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113109378746819250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113109378746819250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113109378746819250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113109378746819250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/signs.html' title='Signs'/><author><name>Rob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761287528704590855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113108966879406896</id><published>2005-11-04T02:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T03:30:46.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Robot Name &amp; Other Quiz Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com/webimages/governor3k3-ROB.png" alt="Robotic Operational Being" border="0" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piratemonkeysinc.com/quiz.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://piratemonkeysinc.com/images/ENTP.gif" alt="Pirate Monkey's Harry Potter Personality Quiz" border="0" height="250" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://piratemonkeysinc.com/"&gt;Pirate Monkeys Inc.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. Believe, Cher &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. No Scrubs, TLC &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Angel Of Mine, Monica &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. Heartbreak Hotel, Whitney Houston &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ...Baby One More Time, Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Kiss Me, Sixpence None The Richer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Genie In A Bottle, Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;8. Every Morning, Sugar Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;9. Nobody's Supposed To Be Here, Deborah Cox&lt;br /&gt;10. Livin' La Vida Loca, Ricky Martin&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;i&gt;Where My Girls At?, 702 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If You Had My Love, Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;13. Slide, Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;14. Have You Ever?, Brandy&lt;br /&gt;15. I Want It That Way, Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm Your Angel, R. Kelly and Celine Dion &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. All Star, Smash Mouth&lt;br /&gt;18. Angel, Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;b&gt;Smooth, Santana Featuring Rob Thomas &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;20. Unpretty, TLC&lt;br /&gt;21. Bills, Bills, Bills, Destiny's Child &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Save Tonight, Eagle-Eye Cherry&lt;br /&gt;23. Last Kiss, Pearl Jam &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;i&gt; Fortunate, Maxwell &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;25. All I Have To Give, Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;26. Bailamos, Enrique Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;27. What's It Gonna Be?!, Busta Rhymes Featuring Janet &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;b&gt;What It's Like, Everlast &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Fly Away, Lenny Kravitz&lt;br /&gt;30. Someday, Sugar Ray&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;i&gt;Lately, Divine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strike&gt;That Don't Impress Me Much, Shania Twain &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Wild Wild West, Will Smith Featuring Dru Hill and Kool Moe Dee&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;b&gt;Scar Tissue, Red Hot Chili Peppers &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;35. Heartbreaker, Mariah Carey Featuring Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;36. I Still Believe, Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;37. The Hardest Thing, 98 Degrees&lt;br /&gt;38. Summer Girls, LFO &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Can I Get A..., Jay-Z Featuring Amil (Of Major Coinz) and Ja&lt;br /&gt;40.&lt;b&gt; Jumper, Third Eye Blind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;i&gt;Doo Wop (That Thing), Lauryn Hill &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Mambo No. 5 (A Little Bit Of...), Lou Bega&lt;br /&gt;43.&lt;i&gt; Sweet Lady, Tyrese&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. It's Not Right But It's Okay, Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;45.&lt;strike&gt; (God Must Have Spent) A Little More Time On You, 'N Sync &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.&lt;b&gt; Lullaby, Shawn Mullins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;47. Anywhere, 112 Featuring Lil'Z&lt;br /&gt;48. Tell Me It's Real, K-Ci and JoJo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.&lt;b&gt; Back 2 Good, Matchbox 20 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.&lt;i&gt; 808, Blaque &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.&lt;b&gt; She's So High, Tal Bachman &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;52. She's All I Ever Had, Ricky Martin &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Miami, Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;54. Hands, Jewel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;55. Who Dat, JT Money Featuring Sole &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Please Remember Me, Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;57. From This Moment On, Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;58. Love Like This, Faith Evans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;59. You, Jesse Powell &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;60. Trippin', Total Featuring Missy Elliott &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;61. If You (Lovin' Me), Silk &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Ex-Factor, Lauryn Hill&lt;br /&gt;63. Give It To You, Jordan Knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;64. Black Balloon, Goo Goo Dolls &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;65. Spend My Life With You, Eric Benet Featuring Tamia &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;66. These Are The Times, Dru Hill &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;67. I Don't Want To Miss A Thing, Mark Chesnutt &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This version sucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68. I Do (Cherish You), 98 Degrees &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Because Of You, 98 Degrees&lt;br /&gt;70. I Will Remember You (Live), Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;71. Chante's Got A Man, Chante Moore &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;72. Happily Ever After, Case &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;73. My Love Is Your Love, Whitney Houston &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;74. All Night Long, Faith Evans Featuring Puff Daddy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Back That Thang Up, Juvenile Featuring Mannie Fresh and Lil' Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;76. Almost Doesn't Count, Brandy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;77. Man! I Feel Like A Woman!, Shania Twain &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Set the women's rights movement back twenty years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;78. Steal My Sunshine, Len&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. I Need To Know, Marc Anthony&lt;br /&gt;80. So Anxious, Ginuwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;81. Faded Pictures, Case and Joe&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Back At One, Brian McKnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;83. When A Woman's Fed Up, R. Kelly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;84. How Forever Feels, Kenny Chesney&lt;br /&gt;85. Amazed, Lonestar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;86. Sometimes, Britney Spears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;87. Ghetto Cowboy, Mo Thugs Family Featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;88. Out Of My Head, Fastball &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;89. Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem), Jay-Z &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;90. Jamboree, Naughty By Nature Featuring Zhane &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;91. Take Me There, BLACKstreet and Mya Featuring Mase and Blinky Blink &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Stay The Same, Joey McIntyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;93. Lesson In Leavin', Jo Dee Messina&lt;br /&gt;94. Iris, Goo Goo Dolls &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;95. Satisfy You, Puff Daddy Featuring R. Kelly &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;96. Better Days (And The Bottom Drops Out), Citizen King &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;97. Music Of My Heart, 'N Sync and Gloria Estefan &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;98. Write This Down, George Strait &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;99. When You Believe, Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100. God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You, Alabama Featuring 'N Sync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/rider-of-the-ridermark/1126441769_ressquirrl.JPG" border="0" alt="squireelsslslsls" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By participating in this quiz, you have unwittingly&lt;br /&gt;proved your randomness and insanity. Good for&lt;br /&gt;you. 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Hanging By A Moment, Lifehouse &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2.Fallin', Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;3. All For You, Janet&lt;br /&gt;4. If You're Gone, Matchbox Twenty&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm Real, Jennifer Lopez Featuring Ja Rule &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Drops Of Jupiter (Tell Me), Train &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. Let Me Blow Ya Mind, Eve Featuring Gwen Stefani &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Thank You, Dido&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!), Blu Cantrell&lt;br /&gt;10. Independent Women Part I, Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;11. Again, Lenny Kravitz &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. It's Been Awhile, Staind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;13. Stutter, Joe Featuring Mystikal&lt;br /&gt;14. It Wasn't Me', Shaggy Featuring Ricardo "RikRok" Ducent&lt;br /&gt;15. U Remind Me, Usher&lt;br /&gt;16. Where The Party At, Jagged Edge With Nelly&lt;br /&gt;17. Angel, Shaggy Featuring Rayvon&lt;br /&gt;18. Ride Wit Me, Nelly Featuring City Spud&lt;br /&gt;19. Peaches &amp; Cream, 112 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Follow Me, Uncle Kracker &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;21. Drive, Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 .What Would You Do?, Alicia Keys &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;23. Survivor, Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;24. Lady Marmalade, Christina Aguilera, Lil' Kim, Mya &amp;amp; Pink &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;25. Ms. Jackson, OutKast&lt;br /&gt;26. Love Don't Cost A Thing, Jennifer Lopez &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. The Way You Love Me, Faith Hill &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;28. He Loves U Not, Dream &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Butterfly, Crazy Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;30. Put It On Me, Ja Rule Featuring Lil' Mo &amp; Vita&lt;br /&gt;31. Family Affair, Mary J. Blige &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. I Hope You Dance, Lee Ann Womack &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;33. South Side, Moby Featuring Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;34. Don't Tell Me, Madonna&lt;br /&gt;35. Get Ur Freak On, Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott&lt;br /&gt;36. Crazy, K-Ci &amp;amp; JoJo&lt;br /&gt;37. Fill Me In, Craig David&lt;br /&gt;38. Someone To Call My Lover, Janet &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. With Arms Wide Open, Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;40. Case Of The Ex (Whatcha Gonna Do), Mya&lt;br /&gt;41. All Or Nothing, O-Town&lt;br /&gt;42 .Bootylicious, Destiny's Child &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. I'm Like A Bird, Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. KRYPTONITE , 3 Doors Down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;45. Fiesta, R. Kelly Featuring Jay-Z &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;46. When It's Over, Sugar Ray &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Jaded, Aerosmith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;48. Promise, Jagged Edge&lt;br /&gt;49. Missing You, Case&lt;br /&gt;50. Differences, Ginuwine&lt;br /&gt;51. This I Promise You, 'N Sync&lt;br /&gt;52. Izzo (H.O.V.A.) Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;53. Superwoman Pt. II, Lil' Mo Featuring Fabolous&lt;br /&gt;54. Crazy For This Girl, Evan And Jaron&lt;br /&gt;55. Nobody Wants To Be Lonely, Ricky Martin &amp; Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;56. I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me), Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;57. One Minute Man, Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott&lt;br /&gt;58. Danger (Been So Long), Mystikal Featuring Nivea&lt;br /&gt;59. Only Time, Enya&lt;br /&gt;60. I Do!! Toya&lt;br /&gt;61. Never Had A Dream Come True, S Club 7&lt;br /&gt;62 .Stranger In My House, Tamia&lt;br /&gt;63. Irresistible, Jessica Simpson&lt;br /&gt;64.Heard It All Before, Sunshine Anderson&lt;br /&gt;65. The Space Between, Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;66. There You'll Be, Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;67. Love, Musiq Soulchild&lt;br /&gt;68. It's Over Now, 112&lt;br /&gt;69. No More (Baby I'ma Do Right), 3LW &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;70. Turn Off The Light, Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;71. Ain't Nothing `Bout You, Brooks &amp;amp; Dunn&lt;br /&gt;72. Play Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;73. I'm Already There, Lonestar&lt;br /&gt;74. My Baby, Lil' Romeo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Beautiful Day, U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;76. Austin, Blake Shelton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;77. Southern Hospitality, iLudacris&lt;br /&gt;78. Grown Men Don't Cry, Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;79. Livin' It Up, Ja Rule Featuring Case&lt;br /&gt;80. Loverboy Mariah Carey Featuring Cameo&lt;br /&gt;81. I Wanna Be Bad, Willa Ford&lt;br /&gt;82 .Who I Am, Jessica Andrews&lt;br /&gt;83. Music, Erick Sermon Featuring Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;84. Contagious, Isley Brothers Featuring Ronald Isley&lt;br /&gt;85. Don't Happen Twice, Kenny Chesney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;86. Here's To The Night, Eve 6&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. I Wish, R. Kelly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. It's A Great Day To Be Alive, Travis Tritt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;89.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;I'm A Thug, Trick Daddy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;90. One More Day, Diamond Rio&lt;br /&gt;91. You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This, Toby Keith &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;92. E.I., Nelly&lt;br /&gt;93. Dance With Me, Debelah Morgan&lt;br /&gt;94. So Fresh, So Clean, Outkast&lt;br /&gt;95. Get Over Yourself Eden's Crush &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Hero, Enrique Iglesias &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Most Girls, Pink&lt;br /&gt;98. Oochie Wally, QB's Finest Featuring Nas &amp; Braveheart's&lt;br /&gt;99. Be Like That, 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;100. Hemorrhage (In My Hands), Fuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/AutumnSong123/1070289651_ffKermit_s.jpg" alt="kermit.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Kermit the Frog.&lt;br /&gt;You are reliable, responsible and caring.  And you&lt;br /&gt;have a habit of waving your arms about&lt;br /&gt;maniacally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS:&lt;br /&gt;"Hi ho!" "Yaaay!" and&lt;br /&gt;"Sheesh!"&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE MOVIE:&lt;br /&gt;"How Green Was My Mother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BOOK READ:&lt;br /&gt;"Surfin' the Webfoot: A Frog's Guide to the&lt;br /&gt;Internet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the swamp playing banjo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, my banjo is wet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/AutumnSong123/quizzes/What%20Muppet%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; What Muppet are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri-Lamb Material&lt;br /&gt;82 % Nerd, 43% Geek, 52% Dork&lt;br /&gt;For The Record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.&lt;br /&gt;A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;br /&gt;A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.&lt;br /&gt;You scored better than half in Nerd and Dork, earning you the coveted title of: Tri-Lamb Material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic, "80's" nerd, you are what most people think of when they think "nerd," largely due to 80's movies like Revenge of the Nerds and TV shows like Head of the Class. You're exceptionally bright and smart, and partly because of that have never quite fit in with your peers or social groups. Perhaps you're realized, or will someday, that it is possible to retain all of the things that you like about being brilliant and still make peace with the social cliques around you. Or maybe you won't--it's really not necessary. As the brothers of Lambda Lambda Lambda discovered, you're fine just the way you are and can take pride in that. I mean, who wants to be like Ogre, right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/rider-of-the-ridermark/1126444203_icturespie.JPG" alt="pie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By participating in this quiz, you have unwittingly&lt;br /&gt;proved your randomness and insanity. Good for&lt;br /&gt;you. PIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rider-of-the-ridermark/quizzes/RANDOM%21%20muhahahahhahahaha%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%20/"&gt; RANDOM! muhahahahhahahaha!!!!!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tempestthewitch.virtualave.net/quiz/FPirate.gif" alt="You Are A Pirate!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are A Pirate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Dawg/quizzes/What%20Type%20Of%20Swashbuckler%20Are%20You%3F"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;What Type Of Swashbuckler Are You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Maddog Varuka &amp; Dawg Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(51, 34, 0); margin: 25px 0pt 25px -200px; padding: 0pt 10px; position: relative; background-color: rgb(201, 179, 144); width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: serif; left: 50%; color: rgb(51, 34, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Red Anne Cash&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/flag.gif" style="top: 5px; position: relative; display: block; width: 100px; background-color: rgb(51, 34, 0);" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="left: 110px; top: -60px; width: 290px; position: relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is a big part of your life, which makes sense for a pirate. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine. Arr!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/" style="position: absolute; width: 100%; left: 0px; bottom: 20px; color: rgb(248, 238, 204);"&gt;Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113108846324927493?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113108846324927493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113108846324927493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113108846324927493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113108846324927493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-robot-name-other-quiz-results.html' title='My Robot Name &amp; Other Quiz Results'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113099829106996775</id><published>2005-11-03T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T01:11:31.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/Paul.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/Paul.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul's Mohawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/RobsCostume.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/RobsCostume.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob's Costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/Paul%27s%20Costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/Paul%27s%20Costume.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul's Costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/robatwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/robatwedding.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob At Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/Amber%27sCostume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/Amber%27sCostume.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/Family.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth's Family&lt;br /&gt;(Left to Right) Gareth, Xavier, Amanda and Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/Hugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/Hugging.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gareth Hugging His Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/FamilyYard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/FamilyYard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Family Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gareth, Amanda, Oasis, and Xavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/xavier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/xavier.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xavier's Costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/TinfoilMen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/TinfoilMen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Tinfoil Costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/1600/Burrito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3880/1806/320/Burrito.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Amazing Burrito Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul wants to know what you all think of his mohawk, so comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113099829106996775?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113099829106996775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113099829106996775' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113099829106996775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113099829106996775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/11/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113080420222441269</id><published>2005-10-31T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T19:16:42.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Costumes</title><content type='html'>OK, later I'll have pictures from Gareth's wedding up here, but for right now I just saw the weirdest costumes today. This group of three guys was making costumes out of tinfoil and one of them was going as a burrito. I have pictures of this group. As we were pulling out, another group of two guys came out of a car dressed in tinfoil. So very, very bizarre. By the way, when they're ready, how do I post pictures?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113080420222441269?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113080420222441269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113080420222441269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113080420222441269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113080420222441269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/10/weird-costumes.html' title='Weird Costumes'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113073727537489318</id><published>2005-10-31T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:41:15.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so I had a kinda misadventure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OK, so I had a very long hunt today trying to find blue spray-in hair color. I think there isn't any left in Louisville. I also helped Paul acquire a mohawk. I swear I am taking pictures of these costumes and figuring out to post them, cause Paul's gonna look scary with a silver mohawk. Rob's hair is gonna be red because the stores didn't have enough green and didn't have any blue. I gotta go finish cleaning up the stupid room now. I hate laundry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113073727537489318?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113073727537489318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113073727537489318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113073727537489318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113073727537489318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-so-i-had-kinda-misadventure.html' title='OK, so I had a kinda misadventure.'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113073085313689173</id><published>2005-10-30T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:42:24.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hi, I'm Rob. Also known as Leech Tamer, Chim-chim, and Cowboy. I ma not realy good at this, but I'll post my thoughts and random things. But I need sleep for my brothers wedding in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113073085313689173?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113073085313689173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113073085313689173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113073085313689173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113073085313689173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/10/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113070381803371041</id><published>2005-10-30T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T15:26:41.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I'll try this out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OK, I'm retyping this 'cause I'm an idiot and deleted the first one. This is a shared blog for me and Rob. I'll post in red. He'll post in random color, probably blue or green. That's the important stuff anyway. Somebody help me with the stupid html stuff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113070381803371041?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113070381803371041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113070381803371041' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113070381803371041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113070381803371041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-guess-ill-try-this-out_30.html' title='I guess I&apos;ll try this out...'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18452520.post-113070356957337198</id><published>2005-10-30T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T15:19:29.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OK, so I'm getting ready for Halloween, which also happens to be Gareth's wedding. It's a costume wedding so I'm going as a jedi and Rob's going as a bad anime hero. I gotta take pictures and post them. We're gonna look so stupid! I'm planning on typing up all my old poetry and posting it as I finish it here, plus putting my results for all y'alls silly little quizzes up here, but that's for later. I've gotta clean and get stuff for Rob's costume while he's at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18452520-113070356957337198?l=meowsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/113070356957337198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18452520&amp;postID=113070356957337198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113070356957337198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18452520/posts/default/113070356957337198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meowsandbows.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween_30.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
