<?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-5895964</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:56:42.976-07:00</updated><category term='Jeffrey Sachs'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='prop 102'/><category term='wingspan'/><category term='new start'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Gas'/><category term='101 in 1001'/><category term='London'/><category term='grad school'/><category term='&quot;families you know&quot;'/><category term='procrastinate'/><category term='Poll'/><category term='hope'/><category term='nervousness'/><category term='Election'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='excited'/><category term='Oil'/><category term='portland'/><category term='earth resources'/><category term='seattle'/><category term='Hillary Clinton'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='Sotheby&apos;s'/><category term='prop 8'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='changes'/><category term='gay marriage'/><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>movin' on!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-5741165073337216293</id><published>2009-11-27T19:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:06:35.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, a few days ago i posted an entry about relationships and how on my view the foundation to a healthy relationship are openness and understanding. That entry was inspired in large part by a book i finished reading recently. The book is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Am-Not-Myself-These-Days/dp/0060817321"&gt;I am not myself these days&lt;/a&gt;, by Josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kilmer&lt;/span&gt;-Purcell.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SxCRohvNiZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7y5sahM6ff0/s200/myself.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408983277909150098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book is the author's autobiographical story, a junior exec at an ad a NY ad agency by day and a drag queen by night. Aqua(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disiac&lt;/span&gt;) -the drag queen's name- falls in love with a high roller male escort whose clients were, among others, a CEO for a 500 company who would pay $20k to spend the weekend bound naked on the hustler's floor of his upper east side apartment, surviving only on a bowl of water and a plate of coke. (not the soft drink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kilmer&lt;/span&gt;-Purcell narrates how he came to fall in love with the male prostitute and how they hosted thanksgiving dinner for a bevy of drag queens, escorts and their callers. He describes the shenanigans that would go on when they both decided to "party." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what i found most interesting in the book is how "normal" their relationship was, after you take away the drugs, alcohol and sex for pay of course. At the end of the day, they're just two people in love trying to be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I highly recommend it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-5741165073337216293?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/5741165073337216293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=5741165073337216293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5741165073337216293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5741165073337216293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-few-days-ago-i-posted-entry-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SxCRohvNiZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7y5sahM6ff0/s72-c/myself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-5543779887188958323</id><published>2009-11-26T15:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:08:02.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Someone said today that the small things are the ones to be most thankful for. A good cup cup of coffee in the morning, a nice paceful drive to a playlist you enjoy, dinner or drinks with friends and good conversation, the effusive welcome given to me by this little guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/Sw9ellPfPBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6lan9dcVT-8/s200/IMG_0445%5B1%5D" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408645677240499218" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I thinks about those people lined up outside a store to save a couple of hundred dollars in things that they most likely don't need and that for sure won't make their lifes richer, well I just don't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next time you're amongst friends or family, take a moment to look around and take in the moment, give thanks for those people being in your life and c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew's laughter and big embrace are surely worth a lot more than whatever money I could save on a large tv.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-5543779887188958323?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/5543779887188958323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=5543779887188958323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5543779887188958323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5543779887188958323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/Sw9ellPfPBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6lan9dcVT-8/s72-c/IMG_0445%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-2205407183770053394</id><published>2009-11-17T21:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:44:00.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships...</title><content type='html'>So, what do you want in a relationship, asked my friend. To what i replied, well to me the definition of a healthy and successful relationship is that in which both parties' need and desires are met in equal amounts. I make you happy, you make me happy. Now I know that this balance is pretty hard to keep and this is where compromises come into play. The trick is to know how much you are willing to compromise without feeling like the balance is being tipped over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about monogamy, he inquired. Do you think that it is a must in order to having a healthy relationship. No, i do not find monogamy to be the key for a healthy relationship, I said. By my previous definition, a relationship is an agreement between two people who've decided to share their lives in whatever shape or form they feel  meets their needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why i find openness to be one of the key elements in a relationship in order to keep that balance that will allow for the relationship to move in a healthy path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I should clarify. For me, monogamy is a must in my relationships. I want to have a connection with one person that will be enough to satisfy all my needs. Now I know not everyone feels the same and this is why I can understand why some people would what to go the other route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-2205407183770053394?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/2205407183770053394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=2205407183770053394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/2205407183770053394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/2205407183770053394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships.html' title='relationships...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-5077457310728074332</id><published>2009-11-04T20:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:49:49.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maine setback</title><content type='html'>There's no question about it, the gay rights movement has suffered and enormous setback this week when Maine rejected the state's new law allowing same sex couples to marry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is especially disappointing because this took place in New England, the region that has been most accepting of gay marriage. But what's most troubling to me is that this is the 31th time that voters have denied gay couples the rights that heterosexual couples enjoy. That is every single ballot measure has been denied to us. The only advances the gay right's movement has seen have been through legislation and court rulings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does this say about our society? Why is it that we reject what we don't understand instead or taking the time to find out we're really &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5gCdZqWgPVPTXeB1bQGw_j7YOIvHAD9BNP59G0"&gt;not all that different&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i guess the most important question we have to ask ourselves is, where do we go from here? how do we get traction for our movement? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i had the answer. Someone told me today that ignorance cant govern forever. So i guess what we can do as individuals is to continue to live our lives in the pursue of happiness, as one of the founding fathers asked of us. Let's show them with actions that we are not the &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/bruce-wilson/divorce-rate-in-gay-marri_b_267259.html"&gt;demise of society&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's keep reminding them that in a democracy the &lt;a href="http://www.democracyweb.org/majority/principles.php"&gt;majority cannot continue to rule over the minority rights&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5895964-5077457310728074332?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/5077457310728074332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=5077457310728074332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5077457310728074332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5077457310728074332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/11/maine-setback.html' title='Maine setback'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-7274733066414181097</id><published>2009-09-11T20:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:39:06.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new start'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><title type='text'>new start</title><content type='html'>so, part of my grand scheme on moving on is to find a new place of residence. I am not just talking about a new place, I actually want to leave AZ. For a long time i thought that NYC was my next stop, I am not so sure now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, there's plenty of reasons why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; like to live there, but at the same time i think i should look into different options. Two of the other cities that have sparked my interest are Seattle and Portland. I think a trip to the NW part of the country will be definitely in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been once to Portland and even though my visit wasn't for more than 32 hrs, i really liked what i saw and I have always wanted to go back. Seattle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; never been to, but this is the place i originally wanted to move to as any other teenager did in the early 90's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to form a timeline of sorts in my head tho, that in of itself is progress. I think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-7274733066414181097?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/7274733066414181097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=7274733066414181097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7274733066414181097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7274733066414181097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-start.html' title='new start'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-3159945269198826760</id><published>2009-09-10T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:12:26.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new start'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='101 in 1001'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>“The most important relationship you’ll ever have is the one you have it yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past three years I seem to have been stuck in a rut. You see, I am intensely a creature of habit; I crave stability and avoid change at any cost. So a few years back, when my life changed I did everything possible to come to this safe and familiar place in which I was living comfortably and had no need to challenge myself. As long as nothing changed, I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did made plans for going back to school, for moving away, I even went as far as giving my notice at work. But somehow nothing ever happened. Because talking about changing and actually changing is not the same thing. I think how it works is, by talking about making changes and moving on, it helped me create an illusion that I was in fact moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come, I feel like everyone around me has moved on and I can’t be the only one to stay static. There are many things that need changing in my life and now I am resolute in making it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many ideas in my head, a lot of things I want to do, many directions I want to follow. I need to sort everything out and come up with a realistic plan and timeline. This won’t be easy but I have to do it, at this point it’s not a matter of choice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on updating this blog more often as I’ll use it as a tool to keep me in check and maybe track my progress. One of the things I want to do right off the bat is my &lt;a href="http://www.dayzeroproject.com/"&gt;101 in 1001 &lt;/a&gt;list. So look for that soon and check back if you want to join me on my journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-3159945269198826760?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/3159945269198826760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=3159945269198826760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3159945269198826760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3159945269198826760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-1265842209825085316</id><published>2009-06-06T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T05:27:05.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SipgmUVe0ZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VBBSwf4MZx0/s1600-h/photo-725777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SipgmUVe0ZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VBBSwf4MZx0/s320/photo-725777.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344190119238619538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SipgmUVe0ZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VBBSwf4MZx0/s72-c/photo-725777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-2216114004262178714</id><published>2009-06-04T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:33:02.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's photoswap capture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SifbHluPdYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4H7ggQMVEUI/s1600-h/photo-782625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SifbHluPdYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4H7ggQMVEUI/s320/photo-782625.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343480406330013058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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capture'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SifbHluPdYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4H7ggQMVEUI/s72-c/photo-782625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-3534513714913169283</id><published>2009-06-03T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:54:00.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Write my caption</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SiacmJ7WZyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qd8-B2WFJ9M/s1600-h/photo-740535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/SiacmJ7WZyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qd8-B2WFJ9M/s320/photo-740535.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343130187235485474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-3534513714913169283?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/3534513714913169283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=3534513714913169283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3534513714913169283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3534513714913169283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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your freedom of speech when your attacking my civil liberties. The truth of the matter is, Carrie, that the media paid so much attention to your answer, solely for the stupidity of it. &lt;br /&gt;Had it been a well articulated answer that you delivered, I would've had more respect. Not only that, but you were also in front of a pretty gay audience, to the gayest of the judges. &lt;br /&gt;Carrie Prejean, this is all a whirlwind of your own making. You cannot deny you've used the media's attention to benefit your career. Poor miss USA, who even knows her name? &lt;br /&gt;Plus, really? When the 1st photo surfaced, you said it was the only one. Now that the topless photos appeared, you sit there and tell Matt Lauer that you don't know if there's more? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, you have the right to express your opinions. But if you want to be in the kitchen, you better be able to stand the heat. Gay marriage it's the hit topic and in a way, I guess we should thank you. With spokespersons like you, we'll have equality in hi time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Carrie! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-9052195088547297585?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/9052195088547297585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=9052195088547297585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/9052195088547297585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/9052195088547297585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-can.html' title='You can&amp;#39;t...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-4030951674646009374</id><published>2009-05-07T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:01:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>So, I guess it's been almost 6 months since by last post. I thought it was time for my semi-annual update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I go so long without posting is because most of the time when I think about a topic I am out and about an by the time I get home I've either forgotten or tired to write something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just downloaded an app for my iPhone that will hopefully let me tell you what's on my mind while it's on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-4030951674646009374?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/4030951674646009374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=4030951674646009374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/4030951674646009374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/4030951674646009374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-been-while.html' title='It&amp;#39;s been a while.'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-837034938983094388</id><published>2008-11-16T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:53:50.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's gay and she pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRyVH-1zadg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRyVH-1zadg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-837034938983094388?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/837034938983094388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=837034938983094388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/837034938983094388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/837034938983094388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/11/shes-gay-and-she-pissed.html' title='she&apos;s gay and she pissed!'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-7987669411253472118</id><published>2008-11-15T07:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:41:35.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>join the impact!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jointheimpact.wetpaint.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 672px" height="679" alt="Join the Impact!" src="http://image.wetpaint.com/image/3/NtNSc-1sUCOEHDzZ1f1ZdA97273/GW560" width="401" 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/5895964-7987669411253472118?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/7987669411253472118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=7987669411253472118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7987669411253472118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7987669411253472118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/11/join-impact.html' title='join the impact!'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-1225283214942439251</id><published>2008-11-14T21:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:38:32.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prop 102'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wingspan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prop 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;families you know&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay marriage'/><title type='text'>Families you know</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while since I&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;'ve&lt;/span&gt; posted. I even forgot i had a button on my browser to take me directly to the page. But with everything that's been happening lately i think it's time i posted again. I've been wanting to say something in recent days and i think tonight is the perfect night for me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a gay Arizona resident, with many friends in California, I've been following with interest the aftermath of the passage of AZ, CA and FL propositions. And I just disagree with the way this campaign has been handled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was invited to a rally organized by Wingspan, the LGBT community center in Tucson Arizona, for the launch of their new program called "Families you know", which has a main goal, as they point out on the website, " to raise awareness, confront prejudice, and begin a conversation where all families are respected, valued, and not exploited for short-term political gain." I realized they're onto something. I just don't think that vandalizing churches, burning bibles and snatching crucifixes out of the hands of the elderly are the way to win this battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very moved in recent days by Keith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Olberman's&lt;/span&gt; plead for gay rights. As he very articulately put it, this movement should be about love. About the right of every human being to love and be loved by whomever he/she pleases. Otherwise, all we're doing is giving Bill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;O'Rielly&lt;/span&gt; and others of his type more fuel to come after us and we just can't afford to have the guys that are able to reach millions of people showing images of angry crowds. Because you know they'll twist it and make it seem like we're the worst scum on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, I am mad and I am angry. But I just think we ARE on the verge of something good here. Tonight at rally, there was a crowd of more than 600 people, both gay and straight (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pima&lt;/span&gt; county is the only county in AZ prop 102 was defeated 50% to 49%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I encourage you to head over to their website, upload your video, picture or just share your story. And then share it with a friend, lets help them get this website growing and have people across the country upload their videos to show them what we're about. To show them we just want to be with the person we love and live a normal life.&lt;br /&gt;The site is &lt;a href="http://www.familiesyouknow.com/"&gt;http://www.familiesyouknow.com/&lt;/a&gt; and the center is &lt;a href="http://www.wingspan.org/"&gt;http://www.wingspan.org/&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/causes/150648?recruiter_id=17868046"&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/causes/150648?recruiter_id=17868046&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and lets go for equality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-1225283214942439251?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/1225283214942439251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=1225283214942439251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/1225283214942439251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/1225283214942439251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-its-been-while-since-i-ve-posted.html' title='Families you know'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-7177462604725735585</id><published>2008-05-11T18:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:56:08.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sotheby&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>antsy</title><content type='html'>so, i know i mentioned a little but about my application to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sotheby's&lt;/span&gt; Institute. As it happens, i had an interview with them last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. The interview went great, we spoke on the phone for almost an hour and at the end of the conversation the professor told me she was looking forward to seeing me in class this fall. Mind you, she also said she wasn't the one making the final &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt;, but in not so many word she let me know she'd be suggesting i was accepted in the program. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been waiting for a week and a half and no word yet. She did say it typically takes about two weeks for notifications to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lack of news might mean good things for me, i mean, why would they take two full weeks to reject me? i am just anxious to find out since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; have to figure out the monetary situation as soon as possible. I'd have to move to freaking London in less than three months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, i am scared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shi&lt;/span&gt;*less that this might actually happen. But i also know it will be a totally life-changing experience. I am very much looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-7177462604725735585?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/7177462604725735585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=7177462604725735585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7177462604725735585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7177462604725735585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-know-i-mentioned-little-but-about.html' title='antsy'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-8403833270610998492</id><published>2008-05-01T07:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:21:13.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillary Clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeffrey Sachs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oil'/><title type='text'>gas holiday</title><content type='html'>you know, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/29/us/politics/29campaign.html?_r=1&amp;amp;sq=gas%20holidays&amp;amp;st=nyt&amp;amp;adxnnl=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin&amp;amp;scp=2&amp;amp;adxnnlx=1209651173-dnubJluoy1M8uZV1m1Cxsg"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;has me miffed. How can you go on and propose a tax break on gas this summer when we're trying to lower oil prices? I mean, this is something i would expect from the Republicans, but that fact that Hillary has jumped on the bandwagon smells a little fishy to me. And to be honest, the more i think about it the more mad i get with her. That's a cheap way to get her some voters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all simple economics, if you do away with the tax and make gas cheaper, demand will increase in turn sending oil prices even higher, which in turn will INCREASE gas prices. All this will achieve is, to give those 15 cents instead of paying for the upkeep of highways, will go to the bottom line of the oil companies making those F*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ers&lt;/span&gt; even richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think we really need to start thinking on the way we're using up resources in this planet, do we really think we can maintain our way of living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;indefinitely&lt;/span&gt;? it's simple logic, we can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really recommend the book by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1594201277/ref=s9subs_c1_img1-2871_p?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=19RAY604XX8D9MDYT3Q7&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=278240701&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;Jeffrey Sachs, Commonwealth&lt;/a&gt; it makes you think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-8403833270610998492?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/8403833270610998492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=8403833270610998492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/8403833270610998492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/8403833270610998492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/05/gas-holiday.html' title='gas holiday'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-7794323174038007130</id><published>2008-04-18T18:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T19:00:47.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>hooked</title><content type='html'>on phonics? no no, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; hooked on yoga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been curious for a while, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been too intimidated to actually go to a class. So i went out and bought myself this &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Yoga-Cards-Judy-Smith/dp/0754818209/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1208570088&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;little card deck &lt;/a&gt;to practice at home, before i even try to do it in public. And i have to say that i LOVE it. It's such an awesome work out, i am already so sore and i love it. I will probably start going to a yoga session in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been having such a hard time getting motivated into getting on a fitness routine, let me tell you, every day after work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been looking forward to doing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exercises&lt;/span&gt; at home at night. I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-7794323174038007130?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/7794323174038007130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=7794323174038007130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7794323174038007130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7794323174038007130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/04/hooked.html' title='hooked'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-6786457913143720973</id><published>2008-04-16T20:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:55:24.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastinate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>nervous</title><content type='html'>I have to say i am a bit mad at myself. This whole process of applying to grad school should've ran more smoothly, given the fact that I've had two years to prepare for it. But i know i tend to do that, and the reason is that i am not a big fan of change. I like to have a routine, i like knowing what to expect and uncertainty terrified me. I am resolute to keep going though, i know a change is necessary in my life right now. The good thing is that I heard back from &lt;a href="http://www.sothebysinstitute.com/london-home.html"&gt;Sotheby's &lt;/a&gt;and i should be getting a call soon to schedule a phone interview. City College, i have to send some additional paperwork. At least things are moving along. I am excited, i am also scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep those fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-6786457913143720973?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/6786457913143720973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=6786457913143720973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/6786457913143720973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/6786457913143720973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/04/nervous.html' title='nervous'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-8489482095939082618</id><published>2008-04-12T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:56:47.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillary Clinton'/><title type='text'>yeah, yeah, yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 250px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://news.yahoo.com/candidate-badge" width="250" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#ffffff" flashvars="candidate=clinton"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FLOAT: right" href="http://www.yahoo.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="19" alt="Yahoo!" src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mig/electionsbadge/y00.gif" width="33" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; MARGIN-LEFT: 8px; COLOR: #555; LINE-HEIGHT: 19px; FONT-FAMILY: sans-serif" href="http://news.yahoo.com/elections/"&gt;See latest stories on Yahoo! News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-8489482095939082618?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/8489482095939082618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=8489482095939082618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/8489482095939082618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/8489482095939082618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah-yeah-yeah.html' title='yeah, yeah, yeah'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-3039493183524402197</id><published>2008-04-07T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:46:10.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch this!</title><content type='html'>so, im certain that this will be the ONLY time i'll post a FOX News video, but you've got to watch this. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GC7qZ6iywMY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GC7qZ6iywMY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-3039493183524402197?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/3039493183524402197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=3039493183524402197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3039493183524402197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3039493183524402197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/04/watch-this.html' title='Watch this!'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-7103521753924996533</id><published>2008-03-30T14:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:57:17.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillary Clinton'/><title type='text'>torn</title><content type='html'>you know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been feeling torn these past few days. I've been a supporter of Hillary Clinton for president for a while now, i really believe that between the two democratic candidates she is the best prepared and i think she would be great for our country. But at this point i am kinda weary that she is hurting our chance of taking the White House back. The fact that it's even a possibility after eight years of the current administration should be a huge red flag. When the whole primary election process started it seemed like it was clear that the Republican party had very little chances of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;victorious&lt;/span&gt; in '08. There was in-fighting and for the longest time there wasn't a clear front runner, all of this vowed well for the democrats. But with McCain in place now things are not so peachy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that at this point we need to focus on getting the White House back, I really would hate for Hillary Clinton to go into history as the reason for us having another 8 years of republican government. It hurts to say it but, Hillary, it might be time to rethink your situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-7103521753924996533?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/7103521753924996533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=7103521753924996533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7103521753924996533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/7103521753924996533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/03/torn.html' title='torn'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-1058843716880103907</id><published>2008-03-25T19:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:50:25.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>try again</title><content type='html'>i really want to get in the habit of posting again, i have a feeling I'll be writing a lot starting this fall *cross fingers* and i think a good way to get my groove back is to start posting on here regularly once more. The problem is that I've been staring at the blinking cursor for about 10 minutes now and i can't come up with anything worthwhile. So i guess i can tell you about my day, i spent most of it in bed with a heating pad on my back, as it turns out, yesterday i suffered a back injury. That's the thing about getting old, I've been wanting to get back into the routine of working out, I've just haven't found the motivation to keep up with the routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that now that spring is here, that will be a motivation. I am so excited though, i got to lay out this weekend, which was a good thing since i realized that morning that i was in desperate need of some color on my face. But i digress, i hurt my back and had to go see the chiropractor today, whom proceed to inform me that i have a pretty fucked up back and now i am looking at 2 weeks of daily visits. He mentioned something about braces for my back, i am not sure if he's gonna give me something to wear or he's just going to straighten it just by popping it back in place. I am not sure how i feel about this whole situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.... Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-1058843716880103907?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/1058843716880103907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=1058843716880103907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/1058843716880103907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/1058843716880103907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2008/03/try-again.html' title='try again'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-425705625131884319</id><published>2007-11-09T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:51:45.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPu4a2xkpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Zfmtf-XfBTE/s1600-h/img04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130707053554274962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="264" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPu4a2xkpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Zfmtf-XfBTE/s320/img04.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is it just me or does it seems like Marc Jacobs can’t keep his clothes on any more? I mean, we get it it’s wonderful he’s not a junkie anymore –well sorta, he started drinking agin and had to check in rehab- and he is now on a very strict diet thanks to his nutritionist who apparently has him off of sugar, flour, dairy and caffeine. Are you kidding me? I would’ve killed myself by now, no wait, I would’ve killed the bitch that wont let me have my starbucks in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He featured in this month’s &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/w/feat_story/100207/full_page.html"&gt;W magazine, “the arts issue.”&lt;/a&gt; In the article he says about dating and sex: "I mean, I like to have sex, and I like to go out on dates, even dates that don't work out. But I don't feel the need to be with one person all the time. It doesn't feel like before. It's not going to complete me or anything." So, I’ve lost track now wasn’t he married to that ex-hooker boy toy, you know the one with the Mariah tat&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPmm62xkmI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ywi_ODb9zYk/s1600-h/Mjacobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPmm62xkmI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ywi_ODb9zYk/s320/Mjacobs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too across his stomach.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the article he talks about his art collection and what drives him to buy the pieces he owns. I’ve gotta say I like his taste in art, although I cant say the same for his taste in men. Especially I like that Damien Hirst painting from the picture, Paracetamol. I think it’s pretty cool. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/”http://www.out.com/exclusives.asp?id=22726”"&gt;You might remember&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/5895964-425705625131884319?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/425705625131884319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=425705625131884319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/425705625131884319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/425705625131884319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-it-just-me-or-does-it-seems-like.html' title='The Other MJ'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPu4a2xkpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Zfmtf-XfBTE/s72-c/img04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-5861831161062040006</id><published>2007-11-08T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:59:36.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ab etching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPRFK2xkkI/AAAAAAAAADc/-ac5k94W7TY/s1600-h/OA-AN899_health_20071105203525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPRFK2xkkI/AAAAAAAAADc/-ac5k94W7TY/s400/OA-AN899_health_20071105203525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now you can have the washboard abs you always wanted! and it only costs from $4000 to $7000. Well, if you're lucky you might, otherwise you might just end up with an infected, deformed, scarred abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there's this procedure that's been around for a while and for some reason hasn't become popular -maybe because 2 in every 3 patients aren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eligible&lt;/span&gt;- The doctor who authored the abstract at the American Society of Plastic Surgeons' &lt;a class="times" href="http://12.153.50.131/"&gt;annual conference&lt;/a&gt; says that 68% of the patients were happy with the results, the rest developed complications. But hold on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go asking for time off from work just yet. To be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eligible&lt;/span&gt; for the procedure you have to have between one and two centimeters of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pinchable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fat." Basically what they do is, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sculpt&lt;/span&gt; the thin layer of fat to make it seem like its muscle. I wouldn't have thought you were able to do that, i had the idea that fat tends to redistribute somewhat evenly through your body. I guess i was mistaken. &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB119431190803983349.html"&gt;Read the article here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-5861831161062040006?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/5861831161062040006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=5861831161062040006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5861831161062040006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/5861831161062040006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/11/ab-etching.html' title='Ab etching'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLtO94Gmso/RzPRFK2xkkI/AAAAAAAAADc/-ac5k94W7TY/s72-c/OA-AN899_health_20071105203525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-9120548724604034285</id><published>2007-11-08T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:33:38.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>Top 10 must used film lines, according to &lt;a href="http://myfilms.com"&gt; myfilms.com&lt;/a&gt; website, the UK Film Council's cinema and film finder.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "I'll be back." ("The Terminator")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." ("Gone With The Wind")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Beam me up, Scotty." ("Star Trek")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "May the force be with you." ("Star Wars")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Life is like a box of chocolates." ("Forrest Gump")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "You talking to me?" ("Taxi Driver")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Show me the money." ("Jerry Maguire")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Do you feel lucky, punk?" ("Dirty Harry")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Here's looking at you, kid." ("Casablanca")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Nobody puts Baby in the corner." ("Dirty Dancing")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-9120548724604034285?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/9120548724604034285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=9120548724604034285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/9120548724604034285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/9120548724604034285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/11/fwd-fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-51007458864445847</id><published>2007-11-07T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:42:32.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The thing about blogging is...</title><content type='html'>You REALLY have to be in the mood for posting, otherwise you wont and time will go by and you wont even think twice about it. You know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been thinking a lot lately and i know i am at that point where i have to get my ass in gear and start making things happen. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; said this before but not i am really feeling the crunch. I think blogging regularly will help me keep on track. There are a few things i need to make sure i stay in line with if i want to accomplish everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; set myself to accomplish in the next 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-51007458864445847?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/51007458864445847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=51007458864445847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/51007458864445847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/51007458864445847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/11/thing-about-blogging-is.html' title='The thing about blogging is...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-3572285436472061724</id><published>2007-02-21T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T19:51:43.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regret</title><content type='html'>That is the word that's been troubling me in the past few days. I looked up online different meanings for the word and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; describes it as "an intelligent or emotional dislike for personal past acts and behaviours." So i was thinking, can anything good come out from a feeling of regret? i mean, surely you can't change the past. Decisions made, were made for a reason and one should own up to one's actions and live with the consequences. So, then i found this quote, "Regret is an appalling waste of energy; you can't build on it; it is only good for wallowing in." I gotta say that i fundamentally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disagree&lt;/span&gt; with it, perhaps it's just that i try to live my life by the saying that "what doesn't kill you, makes you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; always have tried to learn from my mistakes and look forward trying to apply the lessons learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i think regret can be turned into a positive thing. It allows you to see more clearly the mistakes made in the past and making a mental note of them you can try and not commit the same errors in the future. The key is to accept that you can't change the future and as i said before, you have to own up to your decisions and think positively that everything will work out at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the hope i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-3572285436472061724?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/3572285436472061724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=3572285436472061724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3572285436472061724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/3572285436472061724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/02/regret.html' title='regret'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-2441687676535800563</id><published>2007-02-15T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:14:16.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>model citizen</title><content type='html'>and so i put in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;writ ting&lt;/span&gt; my first goal to reach before the milestone. I will become a U.S. Citizen by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; of 2008. This is something that's been in the back of my mind for some time now and i just haven't gotten around to it. Now, the process should be an interesting one, as is my understanding that it's been revamped with a whole new test for which you actually have to think about your answers, rather than just memorizing dates, names and events that have shaped the country the test-takes aspire to become part of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-2441687676535800563?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/2441687676535800563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=2441687676535800563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/2441687676535800563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/2441687676535800563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/02/model-citizen.html' title='model citizen'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-2832108800296986280</id><published>2007-02-13T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T21:21:31.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the bitter realization i came to over the weekend. You see, i was in San Diego with some of my friends for my friend's birthday. fun is being had, conversation is flowing and then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;! someone points out the fact that i am turning 30 next year. At first i though, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; not true, i am barely coming to terms with the fact that i am 28. I am most certainly NOT turning 30 just yet. But as it turns out, yes it is true. Jose is turning 30 next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, yeah it's still 18 months away. But one thing is for sure. The countdown has begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna deny, i freaked out a little bit at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, before whenever someone mentioned turning thirty, i always said i was looking forward to it. And i think i still do, i just need to get my ass in gear, there's a few things figure out and many more i need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accomplish&lt;/span&gt; before i reach this milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, once more. I bow to resume my regular posting, but this time i have a purpose. I think that if i use the window to sort out my thought, set my goals and keep track of my resolutions. Come July 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2008, i will be happy to turn 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, keep coming back and feel free to hold me accountable for whatever i write on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-2832108800296986280?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/2832108800296986280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=2832108800296986280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/2832108800296986280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/2832108800296986280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115768346230910680</id><published>2006-09-07T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T19:51:12.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><content type='html'>So, you'd think that after several years of going to the same Starbucks at least twice a week they'd know my name by now. I was under that impression, especially since I rarely have to order my drink anymore. They already know what I usually get, I guess some how "Jose" is harder to remember than "2% Iced Venti Caramel Macchiato with and extra shot of esspresso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I found it humorous when the other morning the barista, whom also happens to be the shift manager -how I know this, I don't know- not only decides to change my name to Jesus, but he also decides that it would be clever to call me "Hey! Suse!" as soon as I walked in the door. I had no heart to correct him. I could tell by the look on his face that he was so proud of himself for being so clever. It was almost as if he'd think about it and advance and was just dying for someone named Jesus to walk in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/640/09-05-06_0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/320/09-05-06_0950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Suse! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/5895964-115768346230910680?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115768346230910680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115768346230910680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115768346230910680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115768346230910680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/09/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115732838020567412</id><published>2006-09-03T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T17:06:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire! Fire! eh eh</title><content type='html'>Here's the thing, whenever I go to Taco Bell and they ask me if I want any sauce with my order I always have to get the "fire" sauce, and then I have to say it as Beavis or Butthead would "Fire! Fire! eh eh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of taco Bell sauce, whomever thought about having messages on the sauce packets as if they were talking, is a genius. I love it when my food talks to me. My favorite sauce packet is the one that says "pick me! Pick me!" and you know what, I always do. Just because it asked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115732838020567412?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115732838020567412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115732838020567412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115732838020567412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115732838020567412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/09/fire-fire-eh-eh.html' title='Fire! Fire! eh eh'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115557859806367511</id><published>2006-08-14T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:41:53.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excited!</title><content type='html'>One of the things im most excited about is is Will Wright's latest creation, Spore the game . For those of you not familiar with Will Wright, he's the person resposible for such games as The Sims and Simcity. Spore has been dubbed the "teleological evolution game," the object of the game is to mold the evolution of the species through many generations. Starting with a single-celled organism which eventually will evolve to a more complex, and hopefully, civilized being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rFilgpRxv5A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rFilgpRxv5A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115557859806367511?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115557859806367511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115557859806367511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115557859806367511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115557859806367511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/08/excited.html' title='excited!'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115515696259253130</id><published>2006-08-09T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T13:56:02.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from unplugged to ipod</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=093254420-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Oh My God, what is  this? twice the same day? you know i must be bored at work. or is it just that  the boss is out of town?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=093254420-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=093254420-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;anyways, i thought  this one deserved a post today. So this weekend i found a dusty little jewelbox  containing the first CD that i ever bought, Nirvana's Unplugged. I must've been  14/15 years old when i bought it. God, it doesn't even seem that long ago. But  let me tell you, this is some good stuff, i loaded up on my ipod and when i  listened again this morning for the first time in at least 8 years, i got the  same chills i got back when i was 15. Kurt Cobain was a genius or maybe i am  just getting old.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115515696259253130?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115515696259253130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115515696259253130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115515696259253130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115515696259253130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-unplugged-to-ipod.html' title='from unplugged to ipod'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115514495634463193</id><published>2006-08-09T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T10:35:56.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what doesn't kill you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=578112117-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;the thing  about&amp;nbsp;it is that while you're in the thick of it you don't really feel  getting stronger. In fact, you feel like you might die any time and sometimes  you kinda wish you actually &lt;EM&gt;would&lt;/EM&gt; die so that you didn't have to put up  with your misfortune anymore. The trick here is to keep looking at the big  picture and look forward into the future while taking your time to get there.  Although you can be very tempted to rush to the end of the tunnel, I think  you're better off taking small steps and breathing deeply as you go by.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=578112117-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=578112117-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;and when you finally  get to the end of that dark tunnel you'll realize that in fact it is true and  you have come out a stronger person. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=578112117-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=578112117-09082006&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;I must keep  reminding myself &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115514495634463193?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115514495634463193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115514495634463193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115514495634463193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115514495634463193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-doesnt-kill-you.html' title='what doesn&apos;t kill you...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115134193038669276</id><published>2006-06-26T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T10:12:11.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN class=296240517-26062006&gt;So, i have a  confession to make. I was actually thinking i should make up a postcard and send  it to Postsecret, but i didn't think my card would make it into the site. Even  though it is kinda though for me to accept it, i still think i need to get it  out and share it with you. 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almost upon us, and it promises to be a good one. For this season, they've decided to have an All-stars cast, letting the viewers choose six of the twelve cast members from twenty cast members from previous seasons. About this, my sources tell me that, as of this morning, Diane from BB5 is well ahead from the rest with almost a million votes difference, Janelle and Howie from last season have second and third place and Kaysar is in fifth. Although this seems to change from day to day, those 4 places -well maybe I should say 3 because Diane is well put on 1st place- seem to shuffle constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to choose the 6 cast members, I think I'd pick Janelle, Kaysar, Diane, Erika, Nakomis and it's a toss up between Howie and James. Although I think I'd go for James just for the eye candy factor. The show is set to start on July 6th on CBS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115126357975311101?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115126357975311101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115126357975311101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115126357975311101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115126357975311101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/06/bb-all-stars.html' title='BB All-Stars'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115034538799999280</id><published>2006-06-14T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:23:08.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing about moving...</title><content type='html'>the thing about moving is... that it SUCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd thought this through, i guess change is good but i still have  unpack boxes and look for places for all this shit that i didn't even knew i had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, seriously, when i moved into my old apt all it took was a volvo-full, now it took us two trips on a big ass uhaul. I guess i've just not been in the mood to unpack. but im guessing it'll have to be done this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was the reason we never actually moved before, for the past 3 years, came summer and our lease was up we'd talk about looking for a new place. and last year we actually looked, but we always just decided to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, i guess i should quit my bitching and go look for the box o'glasses so i can at least drink water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115034538799999280?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115034538799999280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115034538799999280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115034538799999280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115034538799999280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/06/thing-about-moving.html' title='the thing about moving...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-115012956673323191</id><published>2006-06-12T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T07:39:46.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing about blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="828220716-12062006"&gt;The great thing about blogging is that it can be a hella cheap therapy. It can be really fun when you do it for yourself, just as a way to vent without boring your friends. The problem is when you start to realize that people actually read these things, then you kind of start writing FOR them, you also start censoring yourself because maybe what you wanted to say is something about someone who's reading these pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="828220716-12062006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="828220716-12062006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="828220716-12062006"&gt;I've had this blog for 3 years now and although i love knowing that people actually read it, i think it's time i start writting for myself again. I know in the past i've promised to post more often and i haven't kept my promise, but this time is different. Back then i was promising you i'd post more often, this time the promise is to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-115012956673323191?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/115012956673323191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=115012956673323191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115012956673323191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/115012956673323191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/06/thing-about-blogging.html' title='the thing about blogging...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-114124529575955043</id><published>2006-03-01T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:36:58.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing about taking chances is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;The thing about taking chances is that we may or may not get what we want. The important thing is to make the best out of any situation we might be in and learn our lessons. Of course this might be easier said than done because when things dont come out our way we are left feeling like a failure, we think we would've been better off not taking that risk and then we think a happy we were before and all we let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;But you know what, even though now it might seem  that we were happier back then, the truth is that there must've been something missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;I think i've told my graduation trip story before. I was back in Mexico with no intentions of coming to the States. I had just graduated from High School and i was supposed to go on to my state college down there. Now let me tell you, in Mexico college is basically free and therefore it's very competitive to get into a decent school. Well, the plans was to go on my graduation trip spend a week in Mazatlan and then on my way home back from the trip i'd stay at college for my orientation. It was our last day in Mazatlan and we all decided we were having too much fun down there and that we should stay an extra couple of days. Long story short, i missed my orientation and they gave my spot away and i didn't get to go to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;When i came back home i kept kicking myself for doing something stupid and missing the chance of going to college. Now i look back and i am so glad things happend the way they did because had i gone to college down in Mexico, i am most certain that my life would've been very different than it is now, i think i would probably still be down there and i wouldn't have met all the wonderful people that are now in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="031251415-01032006"&gt;So, whenever you feel like a failure because things are not going your way, just think that everything happens for a reason and that the people that are really worth having around will stand by you no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-114124529575955043?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/114124529575955043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=114124529575955043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/114124529575955043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/114124529575955043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/03/thing-about-taking-chances-is.html' title='the thing about taking chances is...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113721587770594378</id><published>2006-01-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:17:57.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i did this one a while ago</title><content type='html'>1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 1. Write down what it says:&lt;br /&gt;The Evolution of human sexuality compared different animals species, espe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What are you touching?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Living with Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What time is it WITHOUT LOOKING?&lt;br /&gt;9:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?:&lt;br /&gt;9:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear:&lt;br /&gt;the shower dripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: When did you last step outside? what were you doing?:&lt;br /&gt;7:16, I went to my brother’s house to see my baby nephew and parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?:&lt;br /&gt;News, Clinton backs Tony Blair as the future UN chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: What are you wearing?:&lt;br /&gt;jeans and polo shirt, socks and I just took my belt off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Did you dream last night?:&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon, with my baby nephew he’s a little angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?:&lt;br /&gt;two small pictures of the Eiffel Tower and the Brooklyn Bridge and a large Vettriano’s Singing Butler print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: Seen anything weird lately?:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a lady came in at work this morning with two huge greyhound dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: What do you think of this quiz?:&lt;br /&gt;it’s dumb but im doing it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: What is the last film you saw?:&lt;br /&gt;Empire Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy first?:&lt;br /&gt;A car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:&lt;br /&gt;I make a killer cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHY IS THERE ALWAYS ONE MISSING?&lt;br /&gt;coz they can’t find their way there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Do you like to dance?:&lt;br /&gt;yes, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?:&lt;br /&gt;Regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:&lt;br /&gt;Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: Would you ever consider living abroad?:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in fact that is my goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113721587770594378?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113721587770594378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113721587770594378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113721587770594378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113721587770594378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-did-this-one-while-ago.html' title='i did this one a while ago'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113652363367930723</id><published>2006-01-05T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:02:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>senile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;***Warning - Preachy post***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am convinced that Pat Robertson is completely senile now. First he calls for the assassination of Hugo Chavez, then he condemns the people from Dover, PA and now his latest. Assuring people that Ariel Sharon's stroke is nothing but a divine punishment for "&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060106/ap_on_re_us/robertson_sharon;_ylt=AjWqgEUELYbJ.gARQP3nuyms0NUE;_ylu=X3oDMTA3b2NibDltBHNlYwM3MTY-"&gt;dividing God's land.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't understand these religious leaders, such &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rev._Fred_Phelps"&gt;Fred Phelps&lt;/a&gt; and Pat Robertson that all they preach is how God hate these or that group. You'd think that to be a religious leader of such prominence you'd have a pretty good understanding of the Christian doctrine and you'd know that God is all about loving all living creatures. Or as it said in John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/640/Fred2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 109px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 165px" height="175" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/320/Fred2004.jpg" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Phelps or Gollum?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Robertson said after hurricane Katrina that that was God's punishment even though the bible clearly says "Never again will all life be cut off by the waters of a flood; never again will there be a flood to destroy the earth." (Genesis 9:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, this is as preachy as im gonna get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113652363367930723?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113652363367930723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113652363367930723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113652363367930723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113652363367930723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/01/senile.html' title='senile'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113635269211646887</id><published>2006-01-03T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:31:32.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gematria</title><content type='html'>so, according to this &lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, this blog is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/?referer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="This site is certified 64% GOOD by the Gematriculator" src="http://homokaasu.org/pics/g/g64.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they claim to identify the evil or goodness of a site by looking for patterns in letters and through a series of mathematical equations. it doesn't make much sense to me but oh well, it gave me something to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113635269211646887?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113635269211646887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113635269211646887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113635269211646887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113635269211646887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/01/gematria.html' title='Gematria'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113623453623876431</id><published>2006-01-02T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T16:59:17.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/640/IMG_2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/320/IMG_2100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Well, I can't believe that '06 is already here. 2005 was a good year for me, too many things happened, most of them good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look into the New Year I think it's shaping up to be a very interesting year for me, there's a few things I've putting off and I think this will be the time when I'll have to make some decisions. I really need to get my ass in gear and take that GRE. I don't usually make New Year's Resolutions but this is the closest I'll come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing i need to get my ass in gear with is POSTING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try, i really will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113623453623876431?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113623453623876431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113623453623876431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113623453623876431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113623453623876431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113573140904669807</id><published>2005-12-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:20:23.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he's not gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/640/rickybeach06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/974/320/rickybeach06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing for sure, if i was straight i wouldn't be frolicking at the beach like this. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  ok ok, that's his half brother, but still!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More at &lt;a href="http://socialitelife.com/mt/archives/ricky_martin_frolics_on_the_beach.php"&gt;a Socialite's Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113573140904669807?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113573140904669807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113573140904669807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113573140904669807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113573140904669807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/12/hes-not-gay.html' title='he&apos;s not gay'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113350191191695743</id><published>2005-12-01T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:12:45.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a hippopotamus for Christmas</title><content type='html'>gosh, I can't believe it's that time of year already! It didn't really hit me we're this close to the end of the year until this morning. Although I've gotta say, this year I think I am feeling a bit more on a holidayish mood. I even have a list for the gifts I've gotta buy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for what I want for Christmas, well yeah. You guessed it, I keep wishing for a hippopotamus every year and nothing. I know that a hippopotamus can get a bit expensive if you consider the shipping and handling costs. So here are other options, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/registry.html/ref=cm_wl_rlist_go/102-5013357-4036154?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;type=wishlist&amp;amp;id=2AO8QOJZZL4QQ"&gt;knock yourselves up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you didn't find anything in there? Then try one of &lt;a href="http://www10.americanexpress.com/sif/cda/page/0,1641,22146,00.asp"&gt;these,&lt;/a&gt; they'll hit the spot for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="MediaPlayer1" codebase="http://activex.microsoft.com/activex/controls/mplayer/en/nsmp2inf.cab# Version=5,1,52,701" type="application/x-oleobject" height="46" standby="Loading Microsoft WindowsÂ® Media Player components..." width="280" classid="CLSID:22d6f312-b0f6-11d0-94ab-0080c74c7e95"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-mplayer2" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.u.arizona.edu/~jbueras/music.m3u" name="MediaPlayer1" width="280" height="46" autostart="1" showcontrols="1" volume="-300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113350191191695743?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113350191191695743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113350191191695743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113350191191695743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113350191191695743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-hippopotamus-for-christmas.html' title='I want a hippopotamus for Christmas'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113324559145768591</id><published>2005-11-28T23:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:29:32.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what kind of soul are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are a Peacemaker Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/peacemaker-soul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You strive to please others and compromise anyway you can.War or conflict bothers you, and you would do anything to keep the peace. You are a good mediator and a true negotiator. Sometimes you do too much, trying so hard to make people happy.&lt;br /&gt;While you keep the peace, you tend to be secretly judgmental.You lose respect for people who don't like to both give and take. On the flip side, you've got a great sense of humor and wit. You're always dimplomatic and able to give good advice.&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Warrior&lt;/a&gt; Soul&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Hunter&lt;/a&gt; Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Visionary&lt;/a&gt; Soul&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113324559145768591?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113324559145768591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113324559145768591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113324559145768591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113324559145768591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-kind-of-soul-are-you_28.html' title='what kind of soul are you?'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113324246722862772</id><published>2005-11-28T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:34:27.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confession</title><content type='html'>At work, I can only use lines 1 or 5. If they're being used at the time I need to make a call, I'll wait until one comes available even if all the other lines are free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113324246722862772?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113324246722862772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113324246722862772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113324246722862772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113324246722862772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/11/confession.html' title='confession'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-113056180743453543</id><published>2005-10-28T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:59:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whew!</title><content type='html'>Has it really been over a month since my last post? Does anyone even read this old thing still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I don't even know what to say really and this is not the first time that it happens to me either. I've tried to post and all I end up doing is sitting in front of the computer and eventually getting distracted by something and navigating away from this site. I guess there's a lot in my mind right now that I don't even know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it looks like I'll end up doing the same tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should carry one of those pocket sized note pads where I can write down ideas for my posts. Because it seems that I get all my ideas when im away from a computer and when I finally sit down I don't even know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since this is lame, Im just gone go work out instead. Promise it wont take me another month to post something worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-113056180743453543?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/113056180743453543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=113056180743453543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113056180743453543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/113056180743453543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/10/whew.html' title='whew!'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112795976042700717</id><published>2005-09-28T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:21:10.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two years and counting</title><content type='html'>it is hard to believe for me that next week this blog will turn 2, when I started writing I never imagine I'd stick with it for this long. It all started as an experiment, I had a few friends who did it and so I thought I'd give it a try. I guess the reason I've stuck with it is because it's kind of therapeutic for me and the funny thing is that I don't think I've ever read my own entries. I am sure that if I went back to my first posts I'll want to shut down the whole site, so I don't think I'll do that. and 30,000+ clicks later the two most popular posts on this blog are the controversial &lt;a href="http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/memin-pinguin.html"&gt;Memin Pinguin&lt;/a&gt; post that at it's peak was the #1 result on both google and yahoo search engines and brought over 5000 hits in just two weeks and the two most googled ones, &lt;a href="http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2004/02/janeths-boob.html"&gt;Janeth's Boobs&lt;/a&gt; and my &lt;a href="http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2003/10/was-thomas-eakins-perv-so-i-was-at-my.html"&gt;Thomas Eakins'&lt;/a&gt; entry which comes up by running an image search on yahoo for "&lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images?p=boys+skinny+dipping&amp;toggle=1&amp;amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;fr=FP-tab-web-t-288"&gt;skinny dipping boys&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost two weeks since my last post and so many things have happened since then that I don't even know where to begin. I've been offered a position with another company and I decided to go along with them. Let me tell you all hell broke loose at the office when I informed my boss that I'd be leaving in two weeks, it turns out that someone had already given her their two-weeks notice earlier that day. But anyways, for now I think it's the best thing for me I think there's a lot for me to learn at the new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a meeting last night with a guy from &lt;a href="http://www.teachforamerica.org"&gt;teach for America&lt;/a&gt; and I am excited with the idea of going away for two years to teach underprivileged kids, I don't think I've actually talked about this on here but this is something I've been thinking about for a while now. I feel very priviledged to be in the place I am at right now, 10 years ago I don't think I could've even imagined that I would accomplished as much as I feel I have in the past 5 years. I think that my experiences can actually help some of these kids that feel like a college degree is just not something they can aspire for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop for now, but come back tomorrow. I'll tell you about my new nephew and how the war in Iraq has suddenly become a reality for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112795976042700717?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112795976042700717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112795976042700717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112795976042700717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112795976042700717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/09/two-years-and-counting.html' title='two years and counting'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112680344793488210</id><published>2005-09-15T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T10:06:01.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you gotta go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/potty%20break2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/potty%20break2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. President George W. Bush &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/050914/ids_photos_ts/r2587077477.jpg"&gt;writes a note &lt;/a&gt;to Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice during a Security Council meeting at the 2005 World Summit and 60th General Assembly of the United Nations in New York September 14, 2005. World leaders are exploring ways to revitalize the United Nations at a summit on Wednesday but their blueprint falls short of Secretary-General Kofi Annan's vision of freedom from want, persecution and war. REUTERS/Rick Wilking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/potty%20break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/potty%20break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and Joy* says "i think he needs to add incontinence to incompetence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*from the View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112680344793488210?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112680344793488210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112680344793488210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112680344793488210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112680344793488210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-you-gotta-go.html' title='when you gotta go...'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112612049803278944</id><published>2005-09-07T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:14:58.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outraged</title><content type='html'>pardon me for this is a long one but i just had so much to get off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/A-Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 264px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 231px" height="227" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/A-Z.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Major Disasters of the Bush Administration -From The Daily Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week I’ve been glued to my TV or following coverage of the Katrina disaster on the internet. At first it was a shock to me to find out just how big of a tragedy this was, I remember watching the Today show on Thursday before Katrina hit and Al Roker referring to it as a tropical storm then the weekend came and I didn’t see any updates on TV, by Sunday night I realized how strong of a hurricane this was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/bush_AZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 265px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 236px" height="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/bush_AZ.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush in Arizona &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember the president being in Arizona on Monday morning, the people in the news saying he was taking a break from his vacation to promote some medicaid initiative, so I didn’t think much about hurricane Katrina. It wasn’t until Monday on my way to class when I was listening in disbelief to the radio as they talked about the breaking of the levees. I rushed back home to follow the coverage, I couldn’t believe what I saw, 80% of the city was underwater. CNN had helicopters flying over the city showing the images of the devastation, families on their rooftops waving at the helicopters asking to be rescued, waving flags at them.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night came and we heard nothing from the president who was in San Diego for his Medicaid tour. I don’t think I fully comprehended the magnitude of this mess at this point yet; after all, the federal government didn’t seem to be too worried about it. Wednesday came and went and by Thursday we’re hearing reports of riots, rape and all around lawlessness in the city of New Orleans. This all seemed normal in a way, after all, the city was deserted and in ruins anyways. What I could not fathom was that after 3 days people were still on their rooftops waiting to be rescued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/bush_SD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 265px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 264px" height="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/bush_SD.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush in San Diego &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back at the beginning of the summer when they were getting ready for Dennis to hit, I read an article on yahoo.com warning about the possibility of the levees breaking and describing what would happen to the city if this in fact became a reality. I had just watched the movie the day after tomorrow and I kind of dismissed this scenario as a made-for-Hollywood story. Then I start hearing from politicians that they were surprised by the failure of the levees. Then people start surfacing on TV talking about the ARMY corp of engineers’ budget cuts as a result of the war in Iraq. Blame started to be thrown around. Kanye West came on TV to say that “Bush doesn’t care about black people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all kinds of racist allegations surfaced on TV to which I though, well wait a minute, it can’t be all Bush’s fault. I am by no means a fan or supporter of his but I am sure he’s not a bad person at heart. Maybe obstinate, egotistical, he makes bad decisions based on personal feelings, but they’re not ill willed decisions. This can’t be a result of race or economical status. Then I heard his mother’s comments on a Houston Radio Show who goes on to say "What I'm hearing, which is sort of scary, is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality” and then adds "And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them." And I told to myself, what can you expect from a person whose mother is capable to make such inconsiderate comments? I don’t care how out of touch with reality you are. When you hold an office position, there’s no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/bush_vacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 259px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 269px" height="273" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/bush_vacation.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush in Crawford, TX &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I this point I am truly enraged and fearful by the actions of this government. I tried to think if there was a catastrophe back in Mexico comparable to this one, there’s one that could be comparable, maybe not in the same magnitude but it still applies. That was the Guadalajara’s sewer explosions in 1992. The emergency response to this catastrophe which ultimately resulted in 206 deaths, 1600 injuries and as many buildings destroyed, was much better than the deployment of troops in New Orleans. In Fact, I believe Mexico City is much better prepared in the event of a volcano eruption than FEMA was for this catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;Now I do believe that local authorities have some blame in this matter, but I also believe that FEMA should have been in charge to supervise the efforts by local authorities, seeing this is FEMA’s area of expertise. They can’t escape the blame by saying that they’re there to support the mayor and government if they can’t handle the problem by themselves. It’s like giving a 6yo. kid the car keys and a cell phone and telling him to drive himself to school in the morning, and if he doesn’t make it there to call you so you can come and help out. Unarguably, the federal response was too little, too late and as a result of that thousands of lives were lost. It is also completely unacceptable that Bush didn’t show up to tour the area until four days later after the levees broke. Someone need to be held accountable for such incompetence, Bush needs to at least face the nation and admit that he was out of line to “cut his vacation short” on Wednesday, 3 days after the hurricane hit because although the levees didn’t break until Tuesday, there were towns in Mississippi and Alabama that were completely flattened as a result of the 160 mph winds. There’s a town where there is not a single house standing and he heads out west on a political campaign? What about the order of flaying the flag at half staff until after William Renquist’s death on Saturday? This president has made many mistakes and it is time he is held accountable for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112612049803278944?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112612049803278944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112612049803278944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112612049803278944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112612049803278944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/09/outraged.html' title='outraged'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112493406812167570</id><published>2005-08-24T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:43:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this can't be good</title><content type='html'>My burrito has 63g of fat, and 1390 calories. How about &lt;a href="http://www.chipotlefan.com/"&gt;yours&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is a Chicken burrito with pinto beans, sour cream, cheese and guacamole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chipotlefan.com/index.php?id=nutrition_calculator"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/chipotle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is more than 2 big macs &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/5895964-112493406812167570?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112493406812167570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112493406812167570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112493406812167570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112493406812167570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-cant-be-good_24.html' title='this can&apos;t be good'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112473386312633508</id><published>2005-08-22T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T11:04:23.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>So I've decided to go back to school, I figured I'd take advantage of my employee tuition waiver and start taking grad courses. I thought I'd start with only one class this semester an after attending to class for the first day I think this is a wise decision. It is kind of intimidating I am not going to lie this is a seminar format course which meets only once a week for three hours to discuss a bunch of articles assigned for that week. I am a slow reader so it is going to take me the whole week to get through all of if even though I have a week to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited though, I know that back in May I was feeling like I couldn't wait to finish school and get a real job and not be the poor college student. But after careful consideration I think this is the best thing for me to do. I guess im afraid I'll get trapped doing something I don't really enjoy, doing it purely for the monetary rewards and not be able to go back to school. Grad school is a sacrifice in a way but it's recompense it's a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112473386312633508?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112473386312633508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112473386312633508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112473386312633508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112473386312633508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112389648282354358</id><published>2005-08-12T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:28:02.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost here</title><content type='html'>So, Derik's flight arrives in a couple of hours and I am suddenly so nervous. It's kind of funny, considering that I didn't feel this way on our first date. I mean, I thought I'd be excited about his comeback, but not nervous after being together for 14 months. I mean, I am definitely excited it's kind of refreshing actually, I've prepared a little surprise for him and I hope everything goes as planned. So needless to say, don't count on me posting this weekend as I believe I'll be busy *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BB6 viewers:&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't wait until tomorrow to find out who won the HOH so I logged on to the chat room, let me just tell you that the HOH is probably the last person you'd imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be good, a true wildcard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112389648282354358?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112389648282354358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112389648282354358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112389648282354358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112389648282354358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/08/almost-here.html' title='almost here'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112381322770211273</id><published>2005-08-11T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:46:16.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something missing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/IMG_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/IMG_2052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is there something missing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Mexico to visit my grandma a couple of weekends ago, let me tell you it was quite the experience. I mean, I learned how to drive in these streets and now I find myself completely terrified everytime I am behind the wheel back home. Can you tell what's missing from the picture? Now, keep in mind that this is a major roadway back there and one that's heavily traveled road, you can't see that many cars in this picture because it was taken on a Sunday noonish so I'd say everyone was in church at the time *just joking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, the damn road it's not divided. This is supposed to be a 6 lane road but you can only guess that because there's nothing that would tell you where you're supposed to go. At some points there's this little spots that I suppose are an indication for the stripe painters on where they need to divide the lanes but I don't know if they ran out of money and they couldn't afford the paint or if they're still repaving the road but it is frightening to transit these roads. I found myself closely following the car in front of me because I figured if he'd know where the lane was or at least he'd get hit by the car coming on the opposite direction first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see more pics from my trip to nogi &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ngrand78/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112381322770211273?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112381322770211273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112381322770211273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112381322770211273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112381322770211273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/08/something-missing.html' title='something missing?'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112348018130909347</id><published>2005-08-07T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T22:49:41.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jose is</title><content type='html'>Directions: Type "(your name) is" with the quotes, into a Google search then pick out your favorite 7 responses. Copy, then repost your responses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose is small and cozy&lt;br /&gt;Jose is struggling with his deserter status but still loves Carmen&lt;br /&gt;Jose is healthy and growing&lt;br /&gt;Jose is the one and only hotel offering complimentary on-site&lt;br /&gt;Jose is one of America's great&lt;br /&gt;Jose is a fantastic birding guide and a nice guy, too.&lt;br /&gt;Jose is one of North America's top[s]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112348018130909347?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112348018130909347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112348018130909347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112348018130909347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112348018130909347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/08/jose-is.html' title='jose is'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112321708517213666</id><published>2005-08-04T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T21:51:29.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Kay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/amc_kaysar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/amc_kaysar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_polls/amc_poll.shtml"&gt;Vote Kaysar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of their "Summer of Secrets" theme, the big Brother house will allow one of the last three evictees to come back. They've all been sequestered so they've not had any contact with the outside world, the person that comes back will be in the same mindset he was when he left. This is an awesome opportunity, so please go to the BB website and vote to bring back &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_polls/amc_poll.shtml"&gt;Kaysar&lt;/a&gt;. You have until next thursday, when "america's choice" will be announced and the chosen guest will be allowed to move back into the Big Brother house. VOTE KAYSAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112321708517213666?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112321708517213666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112321708517213666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112321708517213666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112321708517213666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/08/vote-kay.html' title='Vote Kay'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112253052597622757</id><published>2005-07-27T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T23:04:15.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watch me change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/watchmechange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/watchmechange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watchmechange.com/"&gt;watch me change&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this nifty little website -thanks Brian- it's really cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112253052597622757?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112253052597622757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112253052597622757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112253052597622757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112253052597622757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/watch-me-change.html' title='watch me change'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112244408833725807</id><published>2005-07-26T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:02:31.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random shiatsu</title><content type='html'>I don't really have anything to talk about tonight but for some reason I felt compelled to write something maybe just out of boredom. Maybe thaws my queue to go to bed, who knows. I was reading that apparently the newest edition of the Harry Potter book wont be be available in Spanish until the spring. I thought that was kind of dumb, imagine all the money they could save in promotion by launching all the different translations at fairly the same time. I mean, I doesn't have to be the same day but I guess a 2 month window would be appropriate. I guess it's got to do with all the secrecy behind the publishing of the book. Which I don't understand, I never bought into the whole craze, I think I barely watched my first HP movie last Thanksgiving, which incidentally was the last movie to have been made. It was ok, I think im all caught up with the movies at this point and I will watch the next one but probably not until it comes on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think I might be hypochondriac -does the sole fact that I think I am one qualifies me as one?- seriously, I feel the slightest indication that something might be wrong with me and then I obsess with it until I am sure I am ill, I never go to the doctor or take medications though -hopefully this wont be my demise.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I started feeling this little prick on my "lower right abdomen quadrant." At first I thought it was just air or something, then I started wondering if it might be a hernia but that didn't make sense since I haven't done any strenuous physical activity -and remember, the bf has been gone for 7 months now- and then I realized my only other option was appendicitis and for some reason, ever since I was a kid suffering from appendicitis has been one of my biggest fears. I think it has to do with the fact that the only other person I've known to have had the appendix removed was my grandmother and I was with her with the pain started and I was terrified that something was going to happened to her. Obviously nothing bad happened so I don't understand why my fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the prick went away, so hopefully it's not appendicitis. I have been dealing with this head-splitting headache all afternoon though. I think I might need new prescription glasses, that might be causing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, for not having anything to say, this post went a bit long. Anyways, I think I am going to go take a long nice warm shower, pop two pills and go to bed. You kids behave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112244408833725807?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112244408833725807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112244408833725807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112244408833725807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112244408833725807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-shiatsu.html' title='random shiatsu'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112191862713770029</id><published>2005-07-20T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:04:55.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer of drama</title><content type='html'>I think that would've been a better title for this summer's installment of &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother_application/"&gt;Big Brother&lt;/a&gt;, I mean geez! Did anyone see last night's episode? I don't think I've ever seen anything like that before in BB. It all started when the "&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_guests/_eric/"&gt;cappy&lt;/a&gt;" nominated &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_guests/_janelle/"&gt;Janelle&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_guests/_michael/"&gt;Micheal&lt;/a&gt; for eviction. Michael, instead of trying to do some damage control in hopes that the houseguests would want to keep him in the house for another week, he hides in the gold room with Janelle and starts bitching about Eric. It pisses me off when people get in the game and don't know how to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that wasn't enough, Michael starts teasing the captain and the whole thing was a mess, Big Brother had to intervene and ask all of the houseguests to go to a different part of the house. I mean, not only Michael put the last nail on his own coffin but he also made Eric a stronger player, and that makes me mad. After Michael, the next person I want to see gone is the captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Janelle, what the hell was she thinking, what is she trying to accomplish by being buddy buddy with Michael? What she needed to do was to just turn against him and ride the wave to make sure she was secure. She's not going to gain anything by alienating herself, she just made herself a bigger target than she was before. Now I am sure that after Michael, instead of seeing Eric gone, we will say good bye to Janelle. It's a shame too because I was starting to like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed last night's episode, you can catch a "special re-brodcast" on &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/insider/index.php?chap=11173&amp;amp;cat=90"&gt;CBS.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112191862713770029?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112191862713770029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112191862713770029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112191862713770029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112191862713770029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/summer-of-drama.html' title='summer of drama'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112191671539044782</id><published>2005-07-18T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:05:49.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goldsworthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/gold_rowanlevs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/gold_rowanlevs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Goldsworthy&lt;br /&gt;Rowan leaves with hole &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I was perusing the books in the Art section at my local Barnes and Noble and I came across a book that caught my attention. &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=iM4pKqpAA8&amp;isbn=0810955865&amp;amp;itm=3"&gt;Passage&lt;/a&gt;, was the title, it's a compilation of photographs of works by this British Sculptor of whom I've never heard before, Andy Goldsworthy is his name. I was totally fascinated by some of the work he's done, the book was a bit pricey for me but as soon as I got home I did some more research on him and found some amazing photographs. The work above was composed completely with rowan leaves in various states of decomposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One website describes Mr. Goldsworthy as an artist who "collaborates with nature to make his creations. He regards all his creations as temporary. He photographs each piece once right after he makes it. His goal is to understand nature by directly participating in nature as intimately as he can. He generally works with whatever he notices: twigs, leaves, stones, snow and ice, reeds and thorns."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see some more of his creations click &lt;a href="http://cgee.hamline.edu/see/goldsworthy/see_an_andy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/49936365eDsuTw/0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112191671539044782?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112191671539044782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112191671539044782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112191671539044782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112191671539044782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/goldsworthy.html' title='goldsworthy'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112140302457566266</id><published>2005-07-14T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:10:48.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>small talk annoys me</title><content type='html'>What's the point of small talk anyways, what good are the how are you's when you are asking a total stranger or a vague acquaintance you only see once every blue moon? It's not really a conversation, you don't learn anything from the other person. Half the time you know people are lying, because who is going to answer a how are you with, oh im feeling like crap, my wife is cheating on me and my kids wont respect me; and even if someone was honest and actually told you that during an elevator ride, I sure as hell would stop the damn machine and head to the stairway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even more unnerving is when this small talk turns inquisitive, it can be the most annoying thing of all. Last night I ran into an acquaintance of mine at the bar and I expected the normal how are you, good and yourself. But I was horrified when that how are you was followed by twenty one other questions which sometimes sounded just ill-intentioned. I don't know if I was paranoid but it was almost as if this person actually wanted me to give him the cheating wife and bratty child answer. It just made me uncomfortable, I mean seriously, what does a person who you rarely see care about how your roommate is, if you still live in the same apartment, where do you work, if you finished school, if you and your bf are still together or if you're planning on moving with or without him. I just don't think it's nice to ask so many questions that, now I think about, are kind of personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question that I HATE, "what do you do for fun?" what kind of fucking question is that? I like to pick my nose and collect my buggers underneath my car's passenger seat. That's what I do for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I should stop now I think im getting kind of riled up. It must be because &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_guests/_eric/"&gt;Eric&lt;/a&gt; just won the HOH competition. He annoys me too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing, what the hell is up with Wendy's new &lt;a href="http://www.wendys.com/food/Product.jsp?family=8&amp;product=160"&gt;Fix'n Mix Frosty&lt;/a&gt; all it is it's a bad rip-off on the Mc Flurry. At least at Mc Donalds they mix the shit for you, at Wendy's all you get it's a small ass bowl of frosty and a packet of mashed up Oreo's. And it's smaller than the regular frosty and it's almost a dollar more expensive. What a scam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, im done bitching for tonight. You better pray that August comes soon!Andd thenIi betchaI'lll be on a totally different mood,Ii do warn ya though; don't expect to see me again at least until 4 days later after Derik gets back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112140302457566266?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112140302457566266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112140302457566266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112140302457566266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112140302457566266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/small-talk-annoys-me.html' title='small talk annoys me'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112098665317675985</id><published>2005-07-10T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T02:10:53.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spaced out</title><content type='html'>Holy shit! Who forgets his own birthday? I mean seriously!!! I and doing some stuff around here and I was wondering what day is Derik coming back from Jerusalem, I look at my calendar and I realize that today is July 10th. Yes ladies and gentlemen I turned 27 today and to think I could've gone out and celebrated with some friends. But now that I think about it, maybe I should be mad that no one else remembered either and didn't take me out!! ahh it's no biggie, I said I wasn't celebrating my bday until my boyfriend came back from overseas anyways. I guess im just gonna have to go out tomorrow morning and buy me somethin' pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can leave a comment wishing me happy birthday, that'll make me smile =o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112098665317675985?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112098665317675985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112098665317675985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112098665317675985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112098665317675985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/spaced-out.html' title='spaced out'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112079434638975264</id><published>2005-07-07T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T20:45:46.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bb6</title><content type='html'>Can I tell you how excited I am!? &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/"&gt;Big Brother 6&lt;/a&gt; starts today, I can't wait to see what kind of people they have in the house this year. The producers must know they have a tough act to follow after last year's season. They even built a new house and everything, they've got to know they have to top themselves. I have to say I am not very impressed with the cast so far, their profiles on the shows website seem a little blah. I know there's &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother6/_guests/_kaysar/"&gt;one guy&lt;/a&gt; I don't like right off the bat though. He's got like no preferences, everyone else answered the questions, I mean if you don't actually don't have any favorite movies or TV shows and you are going to be on a TV show you at least make something up as to seem a little interesting. Anyways, I better go watch the show and talk more about it later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112079434638975264?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112079434638975264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112079434638975264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112079434638975264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112079434638975264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/bb6.html' title='bb6'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112045286830918940</id><published>2005-07-03T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:00:54.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my Starry Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/IMG_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/IMG_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my take on Van Gogh's Starry Night. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this one a while ago and i barely finished it tonight, this has always been one of my favorite paintings of all times so one day playing with pastels i started doodling on the paper and this is what came out. I kinda like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112045286830918940?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112045286830918940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112045286830918940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112045286830918940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112045286830918940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-starry-night.html' title='my Starry Night'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112024480854358404</id><published>2005-07-01T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:06:48.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we need to act now</title><content type='html'>Subject: O'Connor is retiring. Take action to protect our rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As you probably heard, Sandra Day O'Connor just resigned from the Supreme Court. This is an extremely important time for our senators to hear from us. They need to know that we are counting on them to stand up to President Bush and protect our rights –- because with a moderate like O'Connor stepping down and a far-right like Bush making the nomination, well, the stakes couldn't be higher. The Terri Shiavo tragedy showed us all just how far these people are willing to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; MoveOn PAC has already started an emergency petition, and we're looking to get 250,000 signatures and comments to the Senate before Tuesday –- which is when rumor has it Bush will announce his nomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope you can take a minute to join me in signing this petition, so our senators know that, in what might be the fight of our lives, we are need them to do what it takes to protect our rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.moveonpac.org/protectourrights"&gt;http://www.moveonpac.org/protectourrights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112024480854358404?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112024480854358404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112024480854358404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112024480854358404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112024480854358404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-need-to-act-now.html' title='we need to act now'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112012612687221277</id><published>2005-06-30T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T03:11:03.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jessica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/graduation%20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/graduation%20%2704%20138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's leaving me, im gonna miss her SO much!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/5895964-112012612687221277?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112012612687221277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112012612687221277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112012612687221277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112012612687221277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/jessica.html' title='jessica'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112009906186024552</id><published>2005-06-29T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:24:43.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memin pinguin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/MeminPinguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/MeminPinguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memin Pinguin &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican government has issued a series of five stamps depicting the 1940's character, Memin Pinguin. The stamps are part of a series that pays tribute to Mexican comic books. It is worth mentioning that this is the second series and that it was chosen for being the 50th anniversary of the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only a couple of months ago president Fox was criticized for making comments that were construed as racist. I'll agree that Memin Pinguin has exaggerated features thick lips and wide-open eyes. But what people have to take in consideration is that the Mexican culture is different, I am not going to say that discrimination doesn't exist in Mexico, it's just based in other characteristics, social status and wealth being the most notable ones. The truth is that back there the color of the skin is not important and people pay little attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, if you are going to criticize this cartoon on the sole base of the character's appearance, why hasn't Archie gotten in trouble? I mean, isn't his red hair and freckles a stereotype? I mean, it is a cartoon, of course it's going to have exaggerated features. I remember reading the comic when I was a kid and it never made me think less of anyone, if anything and because of his mischievousness, he was my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I respect other opinions and I know a lot of people are not going to agree with me, but ultimately what we have to understand is that Mexico and the U.S. have very different cultures and you need to at least try to understand where other people are coming from before jumping into conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first posted this entry I knew I was opening a can of worms but I am surprised at some of the comments that have been posted. Now, I respect every point of view but here just a few quotes that I've found interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;This character "memin" is new to me, and by the physical depiction it's nothing more than a Mexican version of a black minstrel character which is very offensive to Blacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you Cesar Davis, in the minstrel shows blacks were shown as naive, simpleminded buffoons who sang and danced the days away, stealing the occasional watermelon. Had you done a little bit of research you would've found that Memin Pinguin is a kind hearted little boy who attends a public school where he is friends with kids from all different social backgrounds. Where Memin Pinguin, thanks to his happy go lucky and kind hearted attitude manages to gain the love and esteem from all of his classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you done a little more research, you would also had learned that in 1985 the Phillipines declared Memin Pinguin a &lt;a href="http://www.tabascohoy.com/notas/notas.php?nid=80515"&gt;"must read"&lt;/a&gt; at public schools claiming that the comic strip "promotes on students respect to the family and the institutions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Cesar, had you paid more attention, you would've noticed that I indeed said that discrimination in Mexico does exist but it takes other forms rather than discrimination based on skin color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I understand that it's old imagery that has an aspect of nostalgia to Mexicans, but of course, by being reprinted now, it does imply that they feel this exaggerated depiction is acceptable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary?book=Dictionary&amp;va=caricature"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main Entry&lt;/strong&gt;: car·i·ca·ture&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:popWin(" wav="caricature')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pronunciation&lt;/strong&gt;: 'kar-i-k&amp;-"chur, -"ch&amp;amp;r, -"tyur, -"tur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Etymology&lt;/strong&gt;: Italian caricatura, literally, act of loading, from caricare to load, from Late Latin carricare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; : exaggeration by means of often ludicrous distortion of parts or characteristics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above is Merriam Webster's definition of caricature, this is what MP is. had it been meant to be a realistic depiction of what a black boy from Caribbean looks like, then i would be the first one to protest. What we need to do here is take some time and realize that Mexico is a completely different culture and the black history in Mexico is completely different than the one in the U.S. If you are going to criticize this comic you have first infom yourself and get all the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;when's the last time you've seen a dark skinned female sex symbol on the novelas or on the news in Mexico? Instead eurocentric looking people are always in the limelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;again, Mr Davis I don't know where are you getting this information, i have to assume that it is from what you get from the U.S. media.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.alma-latina.net/01actresses/y/yadhira_carrillo.shtml"&gt;Yadhira Carrillo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eugeniacauduro.com/"&gt;Eugenia Cauduro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.alma-latina.net/01actresses/k/kate_del_castillo.shtml"&gt;Kate del Castillo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.esmas.com/espectaculos/artistas/303273.html"&gt;Adriana Fonseca&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.alma-latina.net/01actresses/p/patricia_navidad.shtml"&gt;Patricia Navidad&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.esmas.com/espectaculos/artistas/364050.html"&gt;Patricia Manterola&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;are just some of Mexico's most famous Soap stars. Now I don't know what your idea of what a Mexican woman looks like but for me that's as Mexican as you can get. Mexico is a very diverse country, and yes we have the "eurocentric" looking people that you talk about on TV, and that is because there's people that actually look like that. You can take a look at El Impacial's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.elimparcial.com/EdicionImpresa/Hoy/Sociales/home.asp"&gt;"society page"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to get a better idea of what i am talking about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line here is that we Mexicans, have the ability to laugh at ourselves and not be offended, although let me tell you that if they were to publish a comic strip based on my person I'd be damn happy to be portrayed as the happy little kid with the kind heart and whom everybody loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112009906186024552?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112009906186024552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112009906186024552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112009906186024552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112009906186024552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/memin-pinguin.html' title='memin pinguin'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-112006126422437033</id><published>2005-06-29T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T09:19:39.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take the test</title><content type='html'>You scored as &lt;b&gt;Abercromibe Boi&lt;/b&gt;. Your entire wardrobe comes from the mall with stores with music turned up way too loud, and discriminate on the looks of thier employees.  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href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-112006126422437033?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/112006126422437033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=112006126422437033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112006126422437033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/112006126422437033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/take-test.html' title='take the test'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111997934804095693</id><published>2005-06-28T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T10:22:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snl</title><content type='html'>go watch &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/spert30/SexFinale/iMovieTheater34.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, it's one of my favorite SNL clips. Who would've thought that Christina Aguilera made such a good Samantha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111997934804095693?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111997934804095693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111997934804095693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111997934804095693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111997934804095693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/snl.html' title='snl'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111985465163433263</id><published>2005-06-26T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:44:11.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>steel magnolias</title><content type='html'>I went down to Nogi today and as I was waiting for my grandma to come back from church I was watching this movie. Let me tell you, I love this movie and so I decided I'd share with you some of my favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truvy&lt;/strong&gt;: In a good shoe, I wear a size six, but a seven feels so good, I buy a size eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: All gay men have track lightin'. And all gay men are named Mark, Rick, or Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm not crazy, M'Lynn, I've just been in a very bad mood for 40 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drum&lt;/strong&gt;: Ouiser, can we call a truce long enough for me to get a piece of cake?&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Ouiser slices him the tail piece of an armadillo cake&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drum&lt;/strong&gt;: Aww, thanks Ouiser. Nothin' like a good piece of ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annelle&lt;/strong&gt;: Miss Truvy, I promise that my personal tragedy will not interfere with my ability to do good hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truvy&lt;/strong&gt;: There's so much static electricity in this room, I pick up everything but boys and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, you know what they say: if you don't have anything nice to say about anybody, come sit by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: They were both high. They'd been smokin' everything but their shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: I love ya more than my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: You are too twisted for color TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes, Annelle, I pray! Well, I do! There, I said it, I hope you're satisfied. &lt;strong&gt;Annelle&lt;/strong&gt;: I suspected this all along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh! Well don't you expect me to come to one of your churches or one of those tent-revivals with all those Bible-beaters doin' God-only-knows-what! They'd probably make me eat a live chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annelle&lt;/strong&gt;: Not on your first visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: Very good, Annelle! You've spoken like a true smart-ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: Drum, eat shit and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: You are evil, and you must be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: Mother Nature's taking care of that faster than you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee&lt;/strong&gt;: Ouiser, you sound almost chipper what happened today you run over a small child or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shelby&lt;/strong&gt;: My colors are blush and bashful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M'Lynn&lt;/strong&gt;: Her colors are pink and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shelby&lt;/strong&gt;: My colors are two shades of pink, because pink is my signature color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annelle&lt;/strong&gt;: We are in the house of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clairee Belcher&lt;/strong&gt;: A lot she cares. Ousier's never done a religious thing in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/strong&gt;: Now that is not true. When I was in school, a bunch of my friends and I would dress up as nuns and go bar-hoppin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111985465163433263?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111985465163433263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111985465163433263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111985465163433263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111985465163433263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/steel-magnolias.html' title='steel magnolias'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111933648742743775</id><published>2005-06-20T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T23:56:29.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i stole this one</title><content type='html'>i found this interesting -taken from &lt;a href="http://brechi.blogspot.com/2005/06/sunday-meme.html"&gt;sunday meme&lt;/a&gt; @ e-brechi- after you read it, answer it yourself and of course, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I have two next to me one on top of each other&lt;br /&gt;- “FRD’s attention and helped draft the Banking Act of 1933, which, among other things…”&lt;br /&gt;- "emblem than a thousand-foot phallus.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a legal pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Lauer’s The Greatest American (on TiVo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:15 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5: Now look at the clock; what is the actual time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:19 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A/C (it was 107 degrees today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7: When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to work this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my e-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9: What are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;F cargo shorts and white polo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10: Did you dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I did, I had a job interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11: When did you last laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier today while watching friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12: Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry, recruiter from Edward Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13: Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a bumper falling off of a car this morning while driving to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14: What books are you reading?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Baigent’s Holy Blood, Holy Grail (inspiration for the da Vinci Code)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15: What is the last thing you ate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey Sandwich with aguacate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a house somewhere in the foothills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17: Tell me something about you that I don’t know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a virgin until I was 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18: Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19: Favorite flowers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20: What item in your line of sight have you owned the longest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book, Lasher by Anne Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you name her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you name him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward, Josh or Abraham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23: If you were dating someone a lot taller/shorter than you, would it affect the relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn’t make it impossible, I’d have to go through an adjustment period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111933648742743775?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111933648742743775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111933648742743775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111933648742743775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111933648742743775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/yes-i-stole-this-one.html' title='yes, i stole this one'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111893956288668191</id><published>2005-06-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:33:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the new york times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/06/16/fashion/thursdaystyles/16Fitness.html?"&gt;Locker Room Trysts Bedevil Health Clubs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEW months ago Timothy Young, a comedian and puppeteer, headed to the steam room of a Y.M.C.A. in Brooklyn to relax after working out. When he opened the door, he saw two men kissing and fondling each other. "Go ahead, I don't care," Mr. Young, 31, told them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111893956288668191?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111893956288668191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111893956288668191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111893956288668191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111893956288668191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/from-new-york-times.html' title='from the new york times'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111890494784994925</id><published>2005-06-16T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:01:51.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jose at 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/Jose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 140px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 193px" height="242" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/Jose.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about me starting to loose me hair at 15, this pic was taken on freshman year in high School back in Mexico. Here's a pic of me &lt;/a&gt;from back then &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/5895964-111890494784994925?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111890494784994925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111890494784994925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111890494784994925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111890494784994925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/jose-at-15.html' title='jose at 15'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111890436168156084</id><published>2005-06-15T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T23:46:01.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reverse S-E issues</title><content type='html'>this is an interesting idea, reverse self esteem issues. This one can be a frustrating one too, because there are a lot of people who suffer everyday with these kind of issues because they don't feel like the conform to what society deems as ideal beauty. And then you have those kind of people that do conform the standard of beauty, which for them is the source for their insecurities. I really don't know what to think about this, you are insecure because you think people only want you for your body, or because you have the perfect face, you complain because people are never interested in the person inside those hard pecs and perfectly defined abs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to think about this, I don't think I have critical self-esteem issues. I mean, every now and then I'll have my "ugly moments" but nothing to beat myself around the whole afternoon. Actually I recently got the best of the compliments at work. This person said that what he liked about me the best is that im always comfortable with myself, which after giving it some thought I realized I am indeed, for the most part anyways, this came after some comments were made about hair loss. If you know me or have seen pics of me you know I am balding. I started balding when I was 15 years old and it never bothered me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could have done something to stop it, but we all know it's hereditary and well, I just don't care. I guess that's the main difference between me and those people I was talking about earlier. If you like me, you're going to like me for me and if you don't, then it's your loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i didn't intend for this post to be bitchy and to be honest i dont know where the bitchiness came from either; but here it is. it goes to show that you dont always get to chose what goes on your own blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111890436168156084?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111890436168156084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111890436168156084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111890436168156084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111890436168156084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/reverse-s-e-issues.html' title='reverse S-E issues'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111846477698774648</id><published>2005-06-10T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T21:39:36.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>week from hell</title><content type='html'>you know, I don't think I've been so happy for a week to end like I am tonight. This has truly been the week from hell for me. Since before it started I was already dreading it, as some of you know, my boyfriend left to Israel on a work assignment and he'll be gone for 2 to 3 months. Well, very early on Tuesday morning I dropped him off at the airport and after we said our good byes I went home to get ready to go to work myself. As I am driving to work I get a phone call from my stepmom, she wanted to tell me that one of my uncles, my dad's older brother, had past away the night before. Which came to me a complete shock, I mean he had been struggling with health issues for the past few years, but lately he hadn't had any complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can imagine, I've been very saddened by these news and as if my boyfriend being gone wasn't enough, my roommate has been gone for a whole week now, leaving me all alone. My good friend mexi-nick did come to keep me company the other night though, that was nice of him. Then on Wednesday I find out that I didn't get the job for which I had an interview the week before. All this at once truly set me on a panic attack, I think that night I applied to 12 job announcements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, The good news is that I have 2 job interviews next week. So, save having to attend a funeral on Sunday, next week is shaping up to turn out somewhat better. Please keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111846477698774648?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111846477698774648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111846477698774648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111846477698774648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111846477698774648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/week-from-hell.html' title='week from hell'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111821193366125754</id><published>2005-06-07T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:29:04.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.one.org/media/banners/ONE_300X250_02.gif width="300" height="250" 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/5895964-111821193366125754?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111821193366125754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111821193366125754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111821193366125754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111821193366125754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-this-man.html' title='i love this man'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111781884292347621</id><published>2005-06-03T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:15:08.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding day</title><content type='html'>I had the weirdest dream last night, I had my own reality show and cameras were following me everywhere. It turns out they were there to film my wedding preparations, needless to say, the wedding was, well, it was a dream. I kept busy picking out the flowers, the cake, my tux, the locale where the ceremony and reception would be held, I mailed invitations, it was madness and at all times I had a crew of men dressed in back with cameras filming my every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the twist of the show was that I had to brides to chose from, that's right, brides! Talk about a twist. As if this was not enough, these girls were two girls I had a "crush" on when I was a kid. It was very disturbing, I remember at one point talking to someone saying I couldn't marry a woman just for some show and then I was worried about all the money that had been spent on this wedding and I thought, well I can marry her for the show and then get an annulment ala Britney Spears. It all ended up well though, when I figured out it was a reality show and we all know that reality shows are all about twists. Well they got a twist alright when instead of saying I do at the altar, I came out to my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im telling you, I sometimes worry about myself. But now dont you be stealing my idea though, coz i swear o'God if i see this made into a real tv show i'll sue your ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111781884292347621?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111781884292347621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111781884292347621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111781884292347621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111781884292347621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/06/wedding-day.html' title='wedding day'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111708981602288264</id><published>2005-05-26T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T23:45:54.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zig zag ha</title><content type='html'>ok, so not that &lt;a href="http://www.mtve.com/article.php?ArticleId=5615"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is going to solve world hunger, find the cure for AIDS or take the WMD's away from Kim Jong Il but somehow it feels like the world is a better place now. Let's just hope that those credit card payments are too high so that no one backs out of the deal. Actually, I hope they're neck high in debt that they actually make a NEW CD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who said there was no justice in the world? Just think about it, there's a whole new generation of girls out there who will actually have the opportunity to Zig Zag Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, lets try not to get TO excited now. Have a WONDERFUL day now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111708981602288264?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111708981602288264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111708981602288264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111708981602288264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111708981602288264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/05/zig-zag-ha.html' title='zig zag ha'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111705837621114692</id><published>2005-05-25T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T14:59:36.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wireless</title><content type='html'>the thing about having a wireless router in an apartment complex is that people can actually use your connection. I was checking my router netstation thingy and realized there was a computer connected through my router that wasn't mine. I figured it out how to block the bitch out now, I just hope she was snooping around and found my and my roommate's shared folders o'porn. That would've been hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111705837621114692?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111705837621114692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111705837621114692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111705837621114692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111705837621114692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/05/wireless.html' title='wireless'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111698386207078242</id><published>2005-05-24T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:17:42.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>season candy</title><content type='html'>The thing about Peeps it's their color, I mean, they're just too damn cute. Why else would you eat a marshmallow in the shape of a chick rolled in granulated sugar? I've said it before on this blog, I am a fan of Easter Peeps, but I only like the yellow ones though, I don't understand the idea behind purple or pink ones. Those are kinda gross actually, I mean, purple poultry? Oh and let me tell you something, Peeps are only meant for Easter, those heart or pumpkin-shaped ones are just crap. It's the same as Easter-colored candy corn. I understand these two, are perhaps the most hated seasonal candy that you can't do without, but I am a fan of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, for those of you reading this blog from somewhere other than the United States Southwest, you should consider yourselves some lucky MoFos. We have been sweating or nuts off -and punis off- these past few days. We've literally had record breaking temperatures, I mean, 109 degrees in mid-May?!! im sorry but that's just ridiculous, I don't even want to imagine what's going to be like in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am telling you, this is shaping to be one interesting summer. The only bad thing is that I am going to spend it quasi-single, that's right, my boyfriend is going to be 7508 miles away in Jerusalem. He's leaving in a couple of weeks on a work assignment and he's expected to be gone from 60 to 90 days. This is going to suck since he'll be gone for our 1 yr Anniversary. Oh well, I guess he's just going to have to make it up to me when he gets back (did you hear me!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I am just going to have to focus on finding a job and just keep occupied while he's gone. Im sure I'll be ok, I still have lot's of friends here and im sure I'll enjoy the summer. For starters, I already have two pool parties to attend to this weekend, so lets hope this one to be a very social couple of months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111698386207078242?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111698386207078242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111698386207078242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111698386207078242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111698386207078242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/05/season-candy.html' title='season candy'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111691440206152096</id><published>2005-05-23T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:02:54.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>american cities that best fit me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="COLOR: black" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="200" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#99ddff"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;American Cities That Best Fit You:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#addaff"&gt;70% Chicago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c2d6ff"&gt;65% New York City&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6d3ff"&gt;65% Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebcfff"&gt;60% Los Angeles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;60% San Diego&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/americancitiesbestfitquiz"&gt;Which American Cities Best Fit You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111691440206152096?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111691440206152096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111691440206152096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111691440206152096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111691440206152096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/05/american-cities-that-best-fit-me.html' title='american cities that best fit me'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111594067919210950</id><published>2005-05-12T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T16:36:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good bye</title><content type='html'>as I entered the parking garage this morning it hit me, this was the last day I would be doing this, I would no more sit at the Old Main fountain waiting for my class to start, I would no more stand in line at the beginning of the semester to pay for my books, I would no more meet friends for lunch at the union, I would no more feel the stress of knowing someone screwed up my financial aid, that I would no more spend countless nights with little to no sleep trying to finish a project, that I would no more walk on your mall as a student, and it made me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started thinking back to when I first got in my car and headed on what it's been a crazy journey that lasted for four and a half years. It is almost hard to believe I am the same person, so much has happened in my life, I've met so many amazing and not so amazing people, and i feel safe to say that each and every one of them has enriched my life in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very sad to leave this part of my life behind, but at the same time I feel very lucky for having being able to experience every one of the moments I spent here. The good and the bad, I will cherish it all the same for that has made me a better and stronger person. Now I feel like I was lost and didn't know who I was before coming here and what I am getting from you now is much more than a couple of degrees. Here, I learned that, as cliche as it sounds, life is a journey and not a destination. I came here thinking that this would only be a leg on my journey to start living my life, but little did I know that I started living when I embarked on this journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and for that I have to thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arizona&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111594067919210950?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111594067919210950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111594067919210950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111594067919210950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111594067919210950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-bye.html' title='good bye'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111551316998514217</id><published>2005-05-07T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T17:46:10.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/IMG_2002.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/IMG_2002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my final project&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111551316998514217?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111551316998514217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111551316998514217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111551316998514217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111551316998514217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-final-project.html' title=''/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111483518341987243</id><published>2005-04-29T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:31:45.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOVE this picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/IMG_1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/IMG_1874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nick's Birthday!, from right to left:  Shawn, Nick, Me, Mike B, Derik and Chris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at some of my pictures tonight and i stumbled upon this one, i really LOVE this picture. It was one of those happy accidents, we didn't even try to pose for it but i think it came out pretty cool, without getting too technical i think the composition turned out great it just kind of lead your eyes to wander around and look at all of us. It doesn't emphazise someone over the other. Awesome! and and yes, Happy Birthday again Nick (that was a couple of months ago BTW)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111483518341987243?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111483518341987243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111483518341987243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111483518341987243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111483518341987243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love-this-picture.html' title='i LOVE this picture'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111458608002231946</id><published>2005-04-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:35:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ross watson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/after%20vermeer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 271px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 264px" height="309" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/after%20vermeer.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untitled #10/03 (after Vermeer 1665) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ross Watson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oil on board&lt;br /&gt;92 x 92 cm&lt;br /&gt;Private Collection, Melbourne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just come across this aussie painter, his name is &lt;a href="http://www.rosswatson.com"&gt;Ross Watson&lt;/a&gt;. Check him out, I think it's really cool. He takes classic paintings and depicts some of Australia's most notable athletes. I am currently doing some research on him, I am going to include him on one of my papers; his work is about the timelessness of human emotions. His work was featured in &lt;a href="http://www.instinctmag.com/"&gt;Instinct Magazine&lt;/a&gt; back in December, a quote from the article "Human emotion is of course unchanged" for instance in the painting above, he's trying to give us a sense of longing, it's as if the two figures are awaiting the arrival of a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/vermeer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/vermeer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woman in Blue Reading a Letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan Vermeer Van Delft&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1663-64&lt;br /&gt;Oil on canvas, 46,6 x 39,1 cm&lt;br /&gt;Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111458608002231946?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111458608002231946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111458608002231946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111458608002231946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111458608002231946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/04/ross-watson.html' title='ross watson'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111406783399858387</id><published>2005-04-21T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:17:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's crazy</title><content type='html'>it's crazy, i tells ya. I think this week i have spent more time on campus than at home, gotta love the last couple of weeks of the semester, all the work piles up and then you find yourself pulling the few hairs left on your head. But hopefully i'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my final projects i am actually excited about is my drawring class' self portrait. I might actually ask for your help with it. I have three potential compositions and what i'll ask of you is to give me your opinion on which one you think actually works better. Thanks and come back on friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111406783399858387?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111406783399858387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111406783399858387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111406783399858387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111406783399858387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-crazy.html' title='it&apos;s crazy'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111388847776285715</id><published>2005-04-18T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:28:09.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>procratinatin'</title><content type='html'>ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to inform that I have reached new levels of procrastination. That is correct, I have just decided as of today at around 4:25 PM what the topic of my paper will be for my contemporary art class. Now the problem is that with the paper being due on Thursday morning almost all of the books on the subject are checked out. Once again I'll have to rely on journal articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep reminding myself that it is almost over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111388847776285715?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111388847776285715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111388847776285715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111388847776285715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111388847776285715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/04/procratinatin.html' title='procratinatin&apos;'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111353719279265502</id><published>2005-04-14T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:53:12.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>yes I know it's been forever since I've posted an entry on here and for that I apologize, I wont even try to give an excuse, im sure y'all already know. Funny thing though is that ever since I've stopped posting regularly, the number of visitors to this your humble site has gone up considerably -that should tell me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I guess I should try to bring you up to speed with what's going on in my life, well I am about to finish my second degree and I am debating whether to celebrate my 2nd graduation or not. I don't think I really celebrated graduation properly back in December, I would also like to see my favorite Art History professors during commencement. But no, I probably wont do it I feel like I already experienced it and I should just leave it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really weird to finally get to the end of the road, it's like you work so hard for something that you don't really know what to expect at the end. I don't really think I've fully realized that this is indeed the end of my undergraduate degree I can't keep postponing it. I plan on not stressing out and just take one day at a time, I do look forward at not having the constant worry of an assignment being due.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111353719279265502?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111353719279265502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111353719279265502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111353719279265502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111353719279265502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111344822116773609</id><published>2005-04-13T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:10:21.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my fear</title><content type='html'>i always freak out when using a public toilet or urinal that i'll somehow drop something in the bowl and i will forever lose said precious posession&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111344822116773609?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111344822116773609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111344822116773609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111344822116773609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111344822116773609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-fear.html' title='my fear'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111103974015693464</id><published>2005-03-16T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:09:00.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/IMG_1883.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/IMG_1883.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what'd you think&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111103974015693464?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111103974015693464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111103974015693464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111103974015693464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111103974015693464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/03/whatd-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-111024881523546853</id><published>2005-03-07T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:20:27.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/bacchus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/bacchus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bacchus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;c. 1596&lt;br /&gt;Oil on canvas, 95 x 85 cm&lt;br /&gt;Galleria degli Uffizi, Florence &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caravaggio (1573-1610). Probably the most revolutionary artist of his time, the Italian painter Caravaggio abandoned the rules that had guided a century of artists before him. They had idealized the human and religious experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Bacchus painting is still a controvesial piece, in it we see a rather affeminate boy who seems to be trying to lure the viewer into the Bacchic pleasures. Inviting us to take a sip of that wine and to stay and watch him get rid of that robe as he delicately pulls from the strip thay's holding it in place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-111024881523546853?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/111024881523546853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=111024881523546853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111024881523546853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/111024881523546853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/03/michelangelo-merisi-da-caravaggio.html' title='Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110903865635769188</id><published>2005-02-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:18:17.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/dandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/dandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bday babe! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/5895964-110903865635769188?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110903865635769188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110903865635769188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110903865635769188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110903865635769188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/birthday-boy.html' title='birthday boy'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110903832833355080</id><published>2005-02-21T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:13:04.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>canoodling under the rain</title><content type='html'>for you Tucson peoples out there, how have you been liking this crazy rain we've been getting lately? Seriously, what was all about with that ice/hail storm on Saturday night? It's CRAZY I tells ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I guess it is true that rainy weather is conducive to canoodling. Why do I say that, you might be wondering. Well, you see, there's this park which I always walk through on my way to work and let me tell you, I think it saw more action during this weekend than I ever did on a weekend when I was single. But then again that's not too hard, I never saw much action when I was single -despite what people might think *wink*.- just walking through the park I saw 2 condom wrappers and a used condom laying on the floor. Now, I don't think these were all used by the same person because the two wrappers were different brands and well, the used condom was in a different area of the park than the wrappers were. It was kinda gross actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine, three couples having sex in the park at the same time, would that be considered an orgy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-110903832833355080?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110903832833355080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110903832833355080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110903832833355080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110903832833355080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/canoodling-under-rain.html' title='canoodling under the rain'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110859812546559525</id><published>2005-02-16T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T16:55:25.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truth always prevails</title><content type='html'>im sure we've all hear this cliche saying, but as freaky as it is, today I can tell you it is truth. Without going into details, for the sake of avoiding some drama, all im going to say is. Be careful with what you tell your hairdresser/nail person, coz what you say while on that chair might end up getting to those who, for whatever reason, you didn't want to tell the truth *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now stand vindicated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-110859812546559525?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110859812546559525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110859812546559525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110859812546559525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110859812546559525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/truth-always-prevails.html' title='truth always prevails'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110853263460030459</id><published>2005-02-15T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T22:44:58.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated</title><content type='html'>I know this is a day late but, happy BS day! I mean, happy Valentine's day. Seriously, this is one of my least favorite days of the year, I didn't like it when I was single and I still think it's horsecrap now that I am not single. Even though this is my first time ever not being single during Valentine's, I told my better half during the weekend that I didn't want to do anything because I don't believe in it. I always thought I was bitter, but this proves it im not. Although I gotta confess that on Sunday while looking for my beau's birthday present (his bday is next Monday) I caved in and I started looking for a greeting card, after a couple of minutes sampling the cards on the stands I was about ready to puke, I mean, talk about cheesy. Then later I ran to the grocery store and they had carts and more carts full of flowers and balloons, it was just sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about that, now let me bitch about school -just lightly though- I swear I've never felt more out of place in any class that this semester, I mean, I looked around the room this morning during my drawing class and oh god, I have NOTHING in common with those people. To my right there were these three little girls freaking out because one of them was turning 20 today, I think her exact words were "this is the saddest day of my life." To my left, the "artsy" Russian girl with her black ruffly skirt, Edward scissorhands baby T and huge platform shoes, over there the two thrift-store-clothing-wearer punk girls, the hip-hip black girl on the other side and the looser that tries to be cool and quirky dancing over by the corner. I am telling you, all of a sudden I almost felt normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that wasn't enough and to end the day on the same tone, I walk into my last class and find one of my classmates, a girl with &lt;a href="http://wildcat.arizona.edu/papers/98/98/04_1_3.jpg"&gt;tattoo-covered arms&lt;/a&gt; and or as the daily wildcat puts it, someone who &lt;a href="http://wildcat.arizona.edu/papers/98/98/04_1.html"&gt;has six tattoos and multiple piercing, including in her nose, below her bottom lip, ears, nipples, labia and clitoris.&lt;/a&gt; carrying her baby, I guess she didn't get a nany for the evening and had to take the baby into class -who by the way is adorable.- Halfway through the class the baby starts getting impatient and the professor stops and tell her, "if the baby is hungry and you want to breast-feed, feel free to do so." I about shit my pants, I imagined the girl taking her shit off, struggling to unhook the piercing so that the baby could eat. That was my day today, thought i'd share it with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-110853263460030459?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110853263460030459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110853263460030459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110853263460030459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110853263460030459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-belated.html' title='happy belated'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110799934479563032</id><published>2005-02-09T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T18:44:52.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that 2005 is the year of the rooster, so i figured it'll be appropriate to wish you to enjoy the cock all year long, i mean the year of the cock. Anyways, happy hump day too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/640/rooster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/136/974/320/rooster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-110799934479563032?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110799934479563032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110799934479563032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110799934479563032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110799934479563032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='happy chinese new year'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110793124340448180</id><published>2005-02-08T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:40:43.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weak coffee</title><content type='html'>im not sure if I have already bitched about this but since this is my blog I can bitch about it again. One of the things I hate the most is weak coffee, I mean, I am already paying more than enough for the damn cup of coffee; the least I can expect is for it to be up to standards, don't you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, this semester I have 2 classes back to back at the auditorium in the &lt;a href="http://dizzy.library.arizona.edu/branches/ccp/ccphome.html"&gt;Center for Creative Photography&lt;/a&gt;, which let me tell you, has the most comfortable seats of any classroom in school. Then if you take into account these are Art History classes and all we do is look at slides so the lights have to be dimmed, it's pretty damn hard to stay awake during class! And you see I have this thing where I have to sit on the same seat, on the 2nd row, all the time -I've been occupying the same seat ever since my 1st class in that room and I think I can count with my hands the times I've HAD to seat somewhere else because someone took if before I could sit on it- So I've taken to pick up a large cup of coffee before heading to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what pisses me even more, that I seem to get the worst coffee when I have to wait the longest too! I mean, if you're making me pay almost $4 for the damn coffee at least have it ready fast and make it decent tasting! Oh and then I was reading that apparently starbucks has owned Seattle's Best Coffee for over a year and we still have the later at school, they should really switch it to Starbucks THAT'll make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now to bed I go. Wish me luck people I have my 1st test of the semester on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-110793124340448180?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110793124340448180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110793124340448180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110793124340448180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110793124340448180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/weak-coffee.html' title='weak coffee'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895964.post-110737421335245650</id><published>2005-02-02T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T17:51:54.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good news!</title><content type='html'>I recently found out that I will soon be an uncle for the second time, yes this time is my brother who is having a baby. At first I have to confess, I was a bit shocked and I didn't know what to think as he is only 20 years old and has only been married for little over a year. I guess they have been together for over 3 years though and they do seem happy together. My main worry is that my brother is still in school and well, by no means this is good time to get pregnant. But the idea of a little baby does warm my heart and I am now very excited about the coming of this new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking if I'd like to have kids of my own at some point in my life, I always said I wanted to have kids at a young age so that I could enjoy them longer and be a young dad when they enter adulthood. That would've been a great thing, but now I am nowhere near close to being ready to become a parent. I don't know how that would work either, I think to take this step, if it's going to be with a partner I'd have to have been with him for at least 5 to 7 years and be completely sure we'll spend our lives together. The other option, and the more likely I think, would be to donate my sperm and share the baby with his mom. But for now I have too many things to worry about so I don't think we'll have a little Jose running around anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to enjoy my nephews and have their parents bare the responsibilities, I'll just be the cool uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895964-110737421335245650?l=ngrand78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/feeds/110737421335245650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895964&amp;postID=110737421335245650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110737421335245650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895964/posts/default/110737421335245650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngrand78.blogspot.com/2005/02/good-news.html' title='good news!'/><author><name>ngrand78</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06918540000269417734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a599.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/113/l_3056ae242a6c039924181cb9b4c86b8e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
