<?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-35987907</id><updated>2011-08-05T12:14:10.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pirate's Life for Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-2918932831251805264</id><published>2008-07-19T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:37:28.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok so...</title><content type='html'>yea... this blog is on life support and I'm thinking about pulling the plug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have much interest in keeping it alive... maybe since I can still find things in the archives of my past which I'd rather not dwell on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'm currently building a new blog... which I'll post the address here as soon as its ready :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so come back next week... and hopefully I'll have it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then... have a great weekend... I have to clean house (since my sister will be house sitting next weekend while we're in VEGAS baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-2918932831251805264?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/2918932831251805264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=2918932831251805264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/2918932831251805264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/2918932831251805264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-so.html' title='ok so...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-1837157477971145092</id><published>2008-02-25T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:33:18.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my GAWD february is almost over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R8LcuTtiraI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f7lfp86QwJk/s1600-h/1litre.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170938010298133922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R8LcuTtiraI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f7lfp86QwJk/s320/1litre.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just had to post that picture (I'm drinking it right now) and yes... the &lt;a href="http://www.1litre.com/"&gt;bottle&lt;/a&gt; is the only reason I bought the water... but I'll prob reuse it... so... its tasty and I'm recycling... hehe... anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi... how are you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm better... after two months of INSANE headaches I FINALLY got the right meds (I'm hoping)... I saw a lame doctor who misdiagnosed me and gave me something that made the headaches WORSE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now I've got severe hypertension headaches and am taking blood pressure meds (the lame doctor gave me something that made my blood pressure sky rocket) and midrin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling better... but I need to cut back the caffeine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea... so... I have to go to court today... to meet the ex... and sign divorce papers... only I'm kinda pissed cause he was supposed to do this with me in the beginning of january and now we won't be officially divorced until like september... which... GRRR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've been pretty civil with the whole thing... and as part of our division of assets... I agreed to return the diamond that was in my engagement ring... since it was a family heirloom (it was the diamond in his grandmothers engagement ring after all) and I NEVER had ANY intention of keeping that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back in december I told him I would get it taken out of the setting and return it to him when we meet up to sign the papers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on friday he sends me an email that says "no diamond... I do not sign"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea... fuck you too asshole...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was PISSED...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as you can imagine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like I wanted to keep his FAMILIES diamond... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what an ass...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ripped him a new one in an email... and he called back... all appologetic saying I took it in a manner that wasn't intended... um... how else does one take a statement like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jerkface...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still mad about it... but I'm in a better place now... so I'm going to forgive him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if we'd met up on friday... I probably would have punched him in the face... but you know... heat of the moment and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus I'm REALLY pissed that I will still technically be his wife for another 6 months... why can't we just go to court and I can say "I hate you" and we can be done with it... the 6 month waiting period is in case of reconciliation or some other such bullshit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay mondays :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;song of the moment: More Than A Feeling - Boston&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-1837157477971145092?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/1837157477971145092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=1837157477971145092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/1837157477971145092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/1837157477971145092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-gawd-february-is-almost-over.html' title='my GAWD february is almost over...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R8LcuTtiraI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f7lfp86QwJk/s72-c/1litre.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-6147193174079151382</id><published>2008-02-14T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:37:27.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy VD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R7R7mDtirZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7S4dYi8ZqLo/s1600-h/pirate-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166890566262369682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R7R7mDtirZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7S4dYi8ZqLo/s320/pirate-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope you have a nice Valentine's Day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or as my friend likes to call it "&lt;em&gt;Singles Awareness Day&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't do anything I wouldn't do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(oh and WTF is up with this ARCTIC WIND)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Song of the Moment: There She Goes - The LA's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-6147193174079151382?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/6147193174079151382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=6147193174079151382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/6147193174079151382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/6147193174079151382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-vd.html' title='Happy VD'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R7R7mDtirZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7S4dYi8ZqLo/s72-c/pirate-heart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-8873958919461978113</id><published>2008-02-12T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:05:06.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats up buttercup...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R7HgFTtirYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/j4Zc7JDHVSg/s1600-h/oh-hai.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166156629365927298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R7HgFTtirYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/j4Zc7JDHVSg/s320/oh-hai.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just thought i'd check in... you know... say hi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been busy at work... I'm only just now getting better... I think I've been sick since before xmas... which... no one should have to deal with that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got two new bosses... here's to hoping that they're better than my old ones... without getting into it tooo much... one of them was just an all around bone smoker... sheriff douche bag if you will... and I felt like he was picking on me... and he basically screwed up my hours last year and cost me money and got me on warning... and grrr... he's no longer MY direct manager... so... YAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've been teaching Toby all kinds of tricks... he's so smart... it only takes him a day or two to get it... he knows sit... beg... shake paws... lay down... fancy dance... and we're in the middle of teaching him to crawl... he's sooo cute... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally got my new 160 gig ipod classic up and running... only my computer is being a bitch for some reason and not putting on all my music and video on it when I sync up... gotta figure THAT out later... and it sucks cause almost all my cds are in storage and I only have a fraction on my computer... so if you... say... wanted to send some mp3s my way... it would be much appreciated... wink wink nudge nudge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OOH I just finished reading His Dark Materials Trilogy (The Golden Compass was book one) and I really enjoyed it... but I don't think there's a chance in hell that book two will be made... basically... james bond (whats his face...) plays a guy who want to finish the war that the angels started against god... the Golden Compass (the book... not the movie) ends with him MURDERING a 12 year old boy in order to get to another universe where he can build his army to take down heaven once and for all... oh and HE'S the good guy... and the journey his daughter Lyra must take to fullfill her destiny and save all life in existence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 1st movie (and book) was a little more stubtle in its "god must be destroyed" message... but yea... don't know how they could possibly veil THAT in the sequel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the books are really fun though... I can totally see reading them to my own kids one day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda on that subject... you know how EVERYONE seems to be pregnant in Hollywood right now (or just popped out a kid)... is it just me... or heh... maybe it IS just me (tick tick tick) but I've been thinking about babies alot lately... not that I want one right NOW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know... I'm just thinking about the future... I'm not OLD (28 natch)... but I remember I used to say I wanted to have a baby before I was 30... which is 2 years away... so I don't know about that goal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but... I think I'd be a good mom... and my life is settling into something really great right now... I'm really happy...  and maybe I'm just nesting heh... I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways... enough rambling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I probably should get back to work... heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Song of the Moment: Lovefool - The Cardigans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-8873958919461978113?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/8873958919461978113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=8873958919461978113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8873958919461978113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8873958919461978113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-up-buttercup.html' title='whats up buttercup...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R7HgFTtirYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/j4Zc7JDHVSg/s72-c/oh-hai.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-305010671193960257</id><published>2008-01-24T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:38:39.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's No Moon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R5i6fR8QTpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jAk7Pl_F7bs/s1600-h/DeathStar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159078419707743890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R5i6fR8QTpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jAk7Pl_F7bs/s320/DeathStar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its not even Feb yet and I'm already down to my last sick day at the at&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tizzle&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have the flu... my mom has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt;... my family dog is dying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been great...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except not really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway... I've been trying to shake this cough for about a million years now... so I haven't been up to much else... sitting... sleeping... hacking up my lungs... the usual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally watched Transformers though... Finger on the pulse of whats hot... I'm telling you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so Our office is almost complete... we've been cleaning and putting furniture together for a while now... and it looks good... really good... we got a HUGE storage unit to hold all our extra crap... stuff we don't want to go through... extra furniture and all that... its kinda neat to have the extra space free in the apartment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooh and we're trying to figure out our vacation (we were supposed to go at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt; but everyone got the stomach flu... so we spent it throwing up instead of drinking on the beach) so the &lt;a href="http://www.palaceresorts.com/Resorts/AventuraSpaPalace/Index.asp"&gt;resort &lt;/a&gt;is paid for... we just have to pick the dates... and get better flights... cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Travelocity&lt;/span&gt; is a BITCH... they keep bumping our flights and charging us and emailing us AFTER to know about the changes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except for being sick... life is good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Song of the moment: Got Your Money - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ODB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-305010671193960257?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/305010671193960257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=305010671193960257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/305010671193960257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/305010671193960257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2008/01/thats-no-moon.html' title='That&apos;s No Moon...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R5i6fR8QTpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jAk7Pl_F7bs/s72-c/DeathStar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-8106891144309197636</id><published>2008-01-10T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:59:57.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R4ZgdjV9oTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/u_8Wu9lNtyE/s1600-h/jack-n-me.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153912884391944498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R4ZgdjV9oTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/u_8Wu9lNtyE/s320/jack-n-me.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I hope everyone had a nice holiday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was sick for most of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you don't wanna know... and I don't wanna talk about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know haven't been posting on here much... probably due to a combination of things... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; busy at work... the fact that I've been going through some personal stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; taken up most of my free time... and that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awares&lt;/span&gt; that certain people who shall remain nameless were coming to this site and I didn't need them to know any specifics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if anyone will ever know ALL the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sorrid&lt;/span&gt; little details... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but... for those who don't know... here's pretty much whats been going on in my life for the last year (maybe even two years) that finally culminated in drastic action last spring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got married to my college sweetheart... shouldn't have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; and I were GREAT together when everything was fun and games and we had no real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; and we didn't live together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I KNEW I shouldn't have gone  through with the wedding... in fact... the reason we got engaged was because I wanted to break up (at 5 years together) I was sick of the situation (he would tell people we were "just having fun" when asked about our future together) and he didn't want to loose me... so he asked me to marry him... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of dumb girls faced with being alone... or a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; diamond ring... I picked the sparkly option... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did I mention I was being a DUMB girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wedding plans became my world for almost 2 years... and it just snow balled out of control...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by the time I wanted to get out... it was too late... and I didn't know HOW to put on the breaks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was resigned to try and make things work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only things happened... the honeymoon... was... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;... first... his credit card was DECLINED so I had to drain my savings or else we had to go right back to the airport and LEAVE... I don't think I could ever forgive him for that... it was probably one of the worst feelings I've ever experienced... and so you can imagine... I was PISSED most of the trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; fun didn't want to do ANYTHING... he didn't want to swim with the dolphins... didn't want to snorkel... didn't want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;parasale&lt;/span&gt;... he was a wet blanket... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why else do you go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; and a luxury resort if you don't want to do any of the stuff that's kinda PART OF THE TRIP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway... married life along with a REALLY STRESSFUL JOB did not mix well... I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; depressed... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; would pass out on the couch after I cooked dinner (every fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;) and I never wanted to talk... I felt completely alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started to drink... after work... with friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; and I were fighting ALL THE TIME...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hated being with him... he never wanted to do anything that I wanted to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my work friends didn't like the way he treated me when he would join us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started to realize (before our 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; even) that I had made a huge mistake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted out... BAD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I told him... it was the hardest thing to do... and I was MEAN... I didn't intend to be... but once things started coming out... all the pent up feelings of isolation and how I blamed him came exploding out of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it boiled down to the fact that we had grown apart... and we just didn't want the same things anymore... our lives were not heading the same direction... and while we loved each other... we just didn't LIKE each other anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;agreed&lt;/span&gt; to stay together until our lease was up... only that didn't work out so well... because an opportunity to move in with my best friend from work was too good to pass up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in Oct... we officially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; and I moved out... and now we're filing for divorce... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kept Toby btw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the last couple of months have been beyond wonderful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have gotten involved with someone... and its nothing short of amazing... he's everything I ever wanted... and we're perfect together... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; and I were always opposites... and it worked for us... for a while... but I would get sick of spending time with him... because we didn't always like the same things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the new boyfriend is a complete 180...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; alike... and we have such a great time... it feels like we've been together forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so... I've never been happier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and even though its sad that my marriage didn't work... I'm not sad anymore... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've moved on... and I am in a really great place now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm looking forward to having a most excellent 2008... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with someone who I'm pretty sure is "the one" and I wish everyone else as much happiness and joy as I have now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've grown up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; in the past couple of years... since I started this site... I'd like to think for the better... and I've learned some hard lessons... but I really feel like I got a second chance at life and at love... and I'm not going to waste one second of it on petty things or placing blame...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it takes two people to break a relationship... and while I do have a little regret that I might have given up on me and andrew a little fast... life is too short to live in an unhappy and unhealthy marriage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so... Happy New year everyone (I know I know... I'm a few days late) but I hope to post more now that I'm me again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;song of the moment: (which is number 666 on my playlist HAHAHA) Morning Bell/Amnesiac by Radiohead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-8106891144309197636?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/8106891144309197636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=8106891144309197636&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8106891144309197636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8106891144309197636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/R4ZgdjV9oTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/u_8Wu9lNtyE/s72-c/jack-n-me.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-4503815397419511770</id><published>2007-12-18T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:27:51.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duran Duran - Ordinary World</title><content type='html'>Came in from a rainy thursday on the avenue&lt;br /&gt;Thought I heard you talking softly.&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the lights, the tv and the radio&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't escape the ghost of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to it all?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some'd say,&lt;br /&gt;Where is the life that I recognize?&lt;br /&gt;Gone away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wont cry for yesterday, theres an ordinary world,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find.&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way, to the ordinary world...&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say&lt;br /&gt;Pride will tear us both apart&lt;br /&gt;Well now prides gone out the window across the rooftops, run away,&lt;br /&gt;Left me in the vacuum of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some'd say,&lt;br /&gt;Where is my friend when I need you most?&lt;br /&gt;Gone away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wont cry for yesterday, theres an ordinary world,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find.&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way, to the ordinary world...&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and grief&lt;br /&gt;Here today, forgot tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, here besides the news of holy war and holy need&lt;br /&gt;Ours is just a little sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wont cry for yesterday, theres an ordinary world,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find.&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way, to the ordinary world...&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every world, is my world... (I will learn to survive)&lt;br /&gt;Any world, is my world ... (I will learn to survive)&lt;br /&gt;Any world, is my world...&lt;br /&gt;Every world is my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going good for me right now... things haven't been this good in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming and I've looking forward to spending it with my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is having a lovely holiday season... and hopefully I'll have more to say in a couple days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-4503815397419511770?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/4503815397419511770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=4503815397419511770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4503815397419511770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4503815397419511770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/12/duran-duran-ordinary-world.html' title='Duran Duran - Ordinary World'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-3547416994166601142</id><published>2007-11-12T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:32:43.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Song... sorta appropriate now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RziJZC4vaII/AAAAAAAAAH0/3-z7ZqZ_eWs/s1600-h/675440126305_0_BG[1].jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132002838753273986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RziJZC4vaII/AAAAAAAAAH0/3-z7ZqZ_eWs/s320/675440126305_0_BG%5B1%5D.jpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Verve&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet Symphony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to make ends meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're a slave to money then you die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know the one that takes you to the placeswhere all the veins meet yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No change, I can't change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't change, I can't change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm here in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am here in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm a million different people from one day to the next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no, no,no,no,no,no,no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I never prayBut tonight I'm on my knees yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No change, I can't change I can't change, I can't change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm here in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am here in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm a million different people from one day to the next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't changeI can't change it'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to make ends meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to find some money then you die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know the one that takes you to the placeswhere all the veins meet yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I can't change, I can't change I can't change, I can't change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm here in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am here in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm a million different people from one day to the next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, no, no, no, no, I can't change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no, no, no, no, no, I can't change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't change my body, no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you've ever been down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you've ever been down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm poaching this from a blog I frequent (&lt;a href="http://www.deusexmalcontent.com/"&gt;http://www.deusexmalcontent.com/&lt;/a&gt;) because the author is going through something very similar to me right now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I really like the way he put it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its in reference to a book called "The Frog King" and the ending of the relationship between the couple in the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before walking out of his life forever, Evie insinuates to Harry that the true test of a partnership has less to do with being willing to swoop in when things are critical than it does with being strong and steadfast when things are thoroughly mundane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooo true...&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/35987907-3547416994166601142?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/3547416994166601142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=3547416994166601142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/3547416994166601142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/3547416994166601142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-wedding-song-sorta-appropriate-now.html' title='Our Wedding Song... sorta appropriate now...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RziJZC4vaII/AAAAAAAAAH0/3-z7ZqZ_eWs/s72-c/675440126305_0_BG%5B1%5D.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-7586581089894801268</id><published>2007-11-01T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:55:17.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay - Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RyoR6Av6JsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Jkgm05ymA1s/s1600-h/trouble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127930814045759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RyoR6Av6JsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Jkgm05ymA1s/s320/trouble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O no, I see,&lt;br /&gt;A spider web, is tangled up with me,&lt;br /&gt;And I lost my head, and thought of all the stupid things I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no, What's this?&lt;br /&gt;A spider web, and I'm caught in the middle,&lt;br /&gt;So I turned to run, and thought of all the stupid things I've done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never meant to cause you trouble,&lt;br /&gt;And I never meant to do you wrong,&lt;br /&gt;And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,&lt;br /&gt;O no, I never meant to do you harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no I see,&lt;br /&gt;A spider web and it's me in the middle,&lt;br /&gt;So I twist and turn,&lt;br /&gt;Here am I in my little bubble,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing, I never meant to cause you trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do you wrong,&lt;br /&gt;And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,&lt;br /&gt;Ah no I never meant to do you harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spun a web for me,&lt;br /&gt;They spun a web for me,&lt;br /&gt;They spun a web for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I guess the song lyric posts continue... you know when you're going through stuff thats really difficult... how some songs are just... well... its like they were WRITTEN just for you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-7586581089894801268?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/7586581089894801268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=7586581089894801268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7586581089894801268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7586581089894801268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/11/coldplay-trouble.html' title='Coldplay - Trouble'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RyoR6Av6JsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Jkgm05ymA1s/s72-c/trouble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-2640065137596325823</id><published>2007-10-31T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:02:14.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RyiWbgv6JrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tSBuZLDuaRU/s1600-h/happy+tamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127513575152821938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RyiWbgv6JrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tSBuZLDuaRU/s320/happy+tamie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mazzy Star - Fade Into You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I want to hold the hand inside you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to take a breath thats true&lt;br /&gt;I look to you and I see nothing&lt;br /&gt;I look to you to see the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life&lt;br /&gt;You go in shadows&lt;br /&gt;Youll come apart and youll go black&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of night into your darkness&lt;br /&gt;Colors your eyes with whats not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade into you&lt;br /&gt;Strange you never knew&lt;br /&gt;Fade into you&lt;br /&gt;I think its strange you never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strangers light comes on slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A strangers heart without a home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put your hands into your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then smiles cover your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade into you&lt;br /&gt;Strange you never knew&lt;br /&gt;Fade into you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think its strange you never knew&lt;br /&gt;Fade into you&lt;br /&gt;Strange you never knew&lt;br /&gt;Fade into you&lt;br /&gt;I think its strange you never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think its strange you never knew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick update...&lt;br /&gt;things are getting better for me... I'm happier now than I have been in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go into too much detail... but life is funny...&lt;br /&gt;if you want to know more... email me... cause this stuff is of the private variety and I don't want to air my dirty laundry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope everyone has a great Halloween... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-2640065137596325823?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/2640065137596325823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=2640065137596325823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/2640065137596325823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/2640065137596325823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RyiWbgv6JrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tSBuZLDuaRU/s72-c/happy+tamie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-8105973334101441156</id><published>2007-10-18T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:16:58.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RxeUuFpY6kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pt0s0XfkfVg/s1600-h/lola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122726620667898434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RxeUuFpY6kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pt0s0XfkfVg/s320/lola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Radiohead - Bullet Proof... I Wish I Was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Limb by limb and tooth by tooth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tearing up inside of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every day every hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish that I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was bullet proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wax me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mould me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heat the pins and stab them in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have turned me into this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just wish that it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was bullet proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So pay the money and take a shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leadfill the hole in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could burst a million bubbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All surrogate and bullet proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And bullet proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And bullet proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And bullet proof &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/35987907-8105973334101441156?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/8105973334101441156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=8105973334101441156&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8105973334101441156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8105973334101441156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RxeUuFpY6kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pt0s0XfkfVg/s72-c/lola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-7128684066702674514</id><published>2007-09-06T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:45:08.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life doesn't always turn out the way we plan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RuB0xP0zEMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GH5H5uRWPJo/s1600-h/Renaissance%20Tamie[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107210366848536770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RuB0xP0zEMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GH5H5uRWPJo/s320/Renaissance%2520Tamie%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moby - Porcelain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my dreams I'm dying all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I wake its kaleidoscopic mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never meant to hurt you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never meant to lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell the truth you never wanted me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my dreams I'm jealous all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I wake I'm going out of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going out of my mind&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/35987907-7128684066702674514?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/7128684066702674514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=7128684066702674514&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7128684066702674514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7128684066702674514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-doesnt-always-turn-out-way-we-plan.html' title='life doesn&apos;t always turn out the way we plan...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RuB0xP0zEMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GH5H5uRWPJo/s72-c/Renaissance%2520Tamie%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-4213475148431195154</id><published>2007-05-31T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:41:06.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT THE JOB!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so... on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;... I've been working at the at&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tizzle&lt;/span&gt; (formerly the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sbcizzle&lt;/span&gt;) for 3 years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been in the closing dept the entire time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my BA is in Art (with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emphasis&lt;/span&gt; photography and a minor in graphic design)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been trying to get into one of the graphic positions here... pretty much since I started...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well... yesterday... it finally happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT THE GRAPHIC DESIGN II &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;POSITION&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's downstairs (where I won't have to interact with certain... people... anymore) and the system they use is NOT our current upstairs fucked up new one... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a pay raise (I go up 2 levels) and doing something that I actually went to school for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so FUCKING excited right now... an I want to start YESTERDAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this means so much for me right now... its phase one in the plan for my new life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hopefully it will fast track me to better things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway... just wanted to share... and say &lt;em&gt;BOO-YAW&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-4213475148431195154?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/4213475148431195154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=4213475148431195154&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4213475148431195154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4213475148431195154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-job.html' title='I GOT THE JOB!'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-3254152943218005194</id><published>2007-05-29T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:21:15.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates, Spas and Serial Killers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rlykk3bXaTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eKdEY6lvpHM/s1600-h/capt-jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070108233773312306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rlykk3bXaTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eKdEY6lvpHM/s320/capt-jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so... my memorial weekend was nice...&lt;br /&gt;Friday... went to Down Town Disney to see Pirates 3... it was so crowded... but I brought my flask with some good &lt;a href="http://www.bevmo.com/productinfo.asp?sku=00000016476&amp;Dn=166+168&amp;amp;Nr=Store%3A99&amp;Ntt=brugal+rum&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;N=168+0&amp;Ne=171+3+5+270+269+11+12+7+8+167+271+10+29+64+6+44+25+9+255+256+67+272+24+26+273+275+277+279+281+283+285+287+289+291+293+295+297+299+301+303&amp;amp;Nty=1&amp;D=brugal+rum&amp;amp;Ntx=mode+matchallpartial&amp;Ntk=All&amp;amp;nocontinue=s&amp;cntShpng1Rec=1"&gt;caribbean rum&lt;/a&gt; and we mixed it with our cokes as to not look suspicious...&lt;br /&gt;I must say... it was fun times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejoyofzen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joy&lt;/a&gt; finally met the pirate...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy PoTC 3 as much as the first two... but it was still good... a little cheesy and sorta insane with all the double crosses... but you know... &lt;em&gt;PIRATES&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went &lt;a href="http://www.glenivy.com/hotspringsspa.php"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and um... it was the bestest... I need one in my backyard... like... NOW... please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday and Monday... Andrew and I just vegged in front of our big ass TV... we mostly watched our Showtime "ON-Demand" stuff... and I got hooked on this show called &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0773262/"&gt;Dexter&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;which is about this Miami forensics guy who's got a secret... he's a serial killer... but he only kills the criminals who deserve it (and that the police can't catch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually very good... but it gave me nightmares... I guess thats what you get for watching a show about someone who chops up people who chop OTHER people up for 12 HOURS in one weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is borning again...&lt;br /&gt;its either feast or famine here at the at&amp;amp;tizzle...&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear back from HR about that job like YESTERDAY... I need outta here...&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone else had a nice couple of days off... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-3254152943218005194?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/3254152943218005194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=3254152943218005194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/3254152943218005194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/3254152943218005194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-spas-and-serial-killers.html' title='Pirates, Spas and Serial Killers'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rlykk3bXaTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eKdEY6lvpHM/s72-c/capt-jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-4167482224831342937</id><published>2007-04-23T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T15:51:55.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and really bad eggs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Ri04JhxkAxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rNRp9Xqh73Q/s1600-h/deadmanschest.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056759692943164178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Ri04JhxkAxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rNRp9Xqh73Q/s320/deadmanschest.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for Joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause she's right... I haven't posted in like a month... even though no one really reads this anymore... heh... its still nice to know it's here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work is at an all time low... &lt;/div&gt;I've broken down in tears about a dozen times at my desk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my bosses are mentally challenged... my co-workers are jerks... and the work load is IMPOSSIBLE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056758997158462210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Ri03hBxkAwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5pTi0_fl2ic/s320/stressed+out.gif" border="0" /&gt;Hey look... its ME... at WORK... did I mention &lt;strong&gt;I HATE MY JOB&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is all&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/35987907-4167482224831342937?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/4167482224831342937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=4167482224831342937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4167482224831342937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4167482224831342937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-really-bad-eggs.html' title='and really bad eggs...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Ri04JhxkAxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rNRp9Xqh73Q/s72-c/deadmanschest.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-4771703976621243839</id><published>2007-03-29T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:10:52.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme gimme GIMME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just after midnight... July 21, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgvUWr-tDtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5cHiWDRTygc/s1600-h/harrypotterbook7.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047361293626707666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgvUWr-tDtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5cHiWDRTygc/s320/harrypotterbook7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the new and final book in the Harry Potter series comes out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047361602864352994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgvUor-tDuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/a-2eajlZ-xs/s320/harrypotterbook7-full.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and I'm really excited...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know I know... but they're not kids books... at least not anymore... they've grown into darker and more adult stories... and you know what... I like them... I CRIED while reading the last 2 books... and when you've been reading something like this for as long as this series has been around... you're kinda invested in the characters...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so... hopefully Harry doesn't die... but it'd be ok if he did... since she's not writing anymore books and his death would stop all the stupid fan fiction retards from writing sequels...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway... I'm bored... how are you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-4771703976621243839?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/4771703976621243839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=4771703976621243839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4771703976621243839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/4771703976621243839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/03/gimme-gimme-gimme.html' title='gimme gimme GIMME'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgvUWr-tDtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5cHiWDRTygc/s72-c/harrypotterbook7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-7429149146675817313</id><published>2007-03-23T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:06:33.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uno, dos, tres...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgQSCI26rvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/j4hODFXXFCc/s1600-h/Black-Ipod.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045177310508658418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgQSCI26rvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/j4hODFXXFCc/s320/Black-Ipod.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the week that will not &lt;em&gt;DIE&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work last saturday... so it was like I had ONE measly day to rest before starting another week at the &lt;em&gt;at&amp;amp;tizzle&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about a post on music... k... lets boogy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to my ipod on total random shuffle... going through all 4,157 songs in my collection... here are some random thoughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you know how you don't listen to stuff for a while and you've forgotten how much you really loved that band or that song... Stone Temple Pilots... I'm looking at you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and speaking of STP... they were SO much better when S.W. was on drugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- maybe it's just the pirate's influence (and the fact that he gave me a SHIT-LOAD of music that I would have normally not listened to) but I've become quite the metal-head... who knew I would love Iron Maiden so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Going from Enya, to Black Sabbath, to Nirvana, to No Doubt, to Squirel Nut Zippers, to Bjork, to Classical... and apparently everything inbetween is... kinda weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I really need to get that 80 gig ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- like... &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HEY! Remember Weezers "Sweater Song" I was in like 8th grade when that came out... I haven't heard that song in forever... and I still remember all the words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- whatever happened to Third Eye Blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bagpipes... &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;... I have bagpipes on here... hmmm... okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I ♥ 80's music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... I should get back to work...&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone else is doing well... have a nice weekend... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-7429149146675817313?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/7429149146675817313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=7429149146675817313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7429149146675817313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7429149146675817313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/03/uno-dos-tres.html' title='uno, dos, tres...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RgQSCI26rvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/j4hODFXXFCc/s72-c/Black-Ipod.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-7412390870645941041</id><published>2007-02-27T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:43:32.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggy Blog Blog</title><content type='html'>from &lt;a href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Best Week Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link to How To Determine Where You Stand In This Whole Post-Oscar “Al Gore Is A Hypocrite” Debate" href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/2007/02/27/how-to-determine-where-you-stand-in-this-whole-post-oscar-al-gore-is-a-hypocrite-debate/" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How To Determine Where You Stand In This Whole Post-Oscar “Al Gore Is A Hypocrite” Debate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;totally... awesome... hehe... I do believe I'm on &lt;em&gt;Team Gore&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-7412390870645941041?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/7412390870645941041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=7412390870645941041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7412390870645941041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/7412390870645941041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/02/bloggy-blog-blog.html' title='Bloggy Blog Blog'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-3838839664502059420</id><published>2007-02-21T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:25:30.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I [heart] comic books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought Andrew &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Marvel-1602-TPB-Quill-Award/dp/0785123113/sr=1-10/qid=1172083507/ref=sr_1_10/103-7522139-4779059?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;this graphic novel &lt;/a&gt;for Xmas... and I've been reading it too.. and wow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you like Marvel comics... then this is pretty cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's like... what if all the marvel comic character you love (except Wolverine... bitches... where's &lt;em&gt;WOLVERINE&lt;/em&gt; dammit) were in a universe 400 years in the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awesome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG... Did you see Heroes on Monday... HOLY FUCK...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am REALLY digging the new dark &lt;em&gt;Evil Peter&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when he shouted at Issac and made him FLY ACROSS THE ROOM like that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oooh... um... spoiler alert I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but... whatever... IT WAS AWESOME... he's got &lt;em&gt;the voice&lt;/em&gt; like from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0087182/"&gt;Dune&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is that part of the telekinesis power he sapped from Sylar... or is that another power... and since he's got ONE of Sylars powers... does that mean he's got ALL of Sylar's powers... maybe even his original... kinda pussy "&lt;em&gt;I can sense OTHER heroes powers&lt;/em&gt;" power...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still think maybe it's not that too many powers are messing up his brain and will cause him to EXPLODE but maybe that something inside Sylar that was transferred to Peter is causing him to be all EVIL and AWESOME... and will cause him to explode...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway... I want it to be Heroes Monday NOW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so... I'm not the biggest Superman fan... but I do love the Christopher Reeve movies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my favorite being Superman II...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;you know... the ZOD one&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I recently bought the NEW Richard Donner directors edition and I'll be damned if it wasn't a much better movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my biggest problem was that LOIS WAS AN IDIOT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(the main reason I abso&lt;em&gt;FUCKING&lt;/em&gt;lutely &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; the new Superman Returns was because of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kate "&lt;em&gt;look at my sternum... isn't it sexy... LOOKIT&lt;/em&gt;" Bosworth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's supposed to be this WORLD FAMOUS STAR REPORTER and she can't fucking figure out that Clark Kent is SUPERMAN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the NEW directors cut... the first scene where Clark comes into the Daily Planet offices... Lois is reading a story (she wrote) on Supes in the paper... and she does an instant double take... grabs a black marker and DRAWS GLASSES AND A HAT onto the picture of Superman...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like... WOW... finally... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when she confronts him... of course he denies it... so she throws herself OUT THE WINDOW... which... you know... awesome... and Clark (predictably) uses his powers to save her without actually showing up as Superman to do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's still not convinced... and so... remember that scene in the honeymoon suite where he drops her hair brush into the fire... yea... LAME...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in THIS version... they're getting ready to go to a fancy dinner and SHE SHOOTS HIM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AWE-SOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she whips out a gun... and tells him that she KNOWS he's Superman... and she fucking SHOOTS HIM... he stands there and does the whole body language shift that let us know he's no longer in Clark-mode... and takes the glasses off to finally admit... ok... YOU GOT ME...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only Lois one ups him... she used BLANKS... which makes her look clever AND not willing to risk Clark's life... which... actually made me LIKE LOIS LANE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my only issue was at the very end... and all I have to say is that Superman can't just fly like a million times around the Earth &lt;em&gt;backwards&lt;/em&gt; any time he wants to change an outcome that he doesn't like OK... its just not fair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway... I am bored at work... so... hope everyone is having a nice Hump Day... Ash Hump Day to be exact... I'm not Catholic... but if I were... I think I'd give up GOD for lent maybe... or maybe chocolate... nah... definitely god...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-3838839664502059420?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/3838839664502059420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=3838839664502059420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/3838839664502059420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/3838839664502059420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-heart-comic-books.html' title='I [heart] comic books'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-8569049170279310853</id><published>2007-02-01T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:20:48.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd... it's not really February IS IT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;christ on a cracker...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy... work blows... as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I just wanted to post this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends birthday is on monday... and I wanted to do something special for him... he loves pirates... like... to an extent that probably isn't healthy... &lt;em&gt;anyways&lt;/em&gt;... on the ride &lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/em&gt; at Disneyland... there's this painting (in the caves, right before the capt's bedroom) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026704094422940386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RcJwvcMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Dj44yaDMH8/s320/pirate+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;so it's his desktop on his home computer... and he's been trying to find a print of it online... and you just &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; get it... not even on ebay... its just not available... anywhere... and we've talked about it and he has said that he doesn't like the tattoos and he's not into red heads... like... as a way to justify that he "doesn't really want it" because of blah blah blah... which is bull... hehe... and he knows it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so... I decided to paint it for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RcJxJ8MUuvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UddxsVgtCKk/s1600-h/Pirate-Painting-for-Bruce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026704549689473778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RcJxJ8MUuvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UddxsVgtCKk/s320/Pirate-Painting-for-Bruce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it took me 3 weeks (the drawing was the hardest part) but I am really happy with how it turned out... I couldn't wait to give it to him... so he got an early present yesterday... and he actually cried a little... he said no one had ever given him something that they'd put this much effort into before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved seeing his reaction to it... and I was really happy that he was so happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't usually give away my paintings... he's one of the very few people to have one... anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and on a completely different topic... has everyone seen the trailer for &lt;a href="www.300themovie.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;if you haven't... go NOW... I'll wait&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh... my... fucking... gawd...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait for that to come out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe it's just the NIN song they used in the trailer (name that tune... you can kiss my ass) or the art style that the entire movie is filmed in... but... &lt;em&gt;HOT DAAAAAAAAAAMN&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gimme gimme... I wants it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-8569049170279310853?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/8569049170279310853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=8569049170279310853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8569049170279310853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/8569049170279310853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/02/gawd-its-not-really-february-is-it.html' title='gawd... it&apos;s not really February IS IT...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RcJwvcMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Dj44yaDMH8/s72-c/pirate+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-6423227944919837738</id><published>2007-01-14T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:49:02.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures from last thanksgiving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I KNOW... I'm just NOW getting around to these...&lt;br /&gt;shut up...&lt;br /&gt;my computer at home is a POS and I've been having issues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasgKRNHIaI/AAAAAAAAABs/s-nqGLUeJ4c/s1600-h/pacifica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020141570423726498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasgKRNHIaI/AAAAAAAAABs/s-nqGLUeJ4c/s320/pacifica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rock-A-Way Beach... Pacifica Ca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020141815236862386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasgYhNHIbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2FPPgNXzjiA/s320/andrew-and-toby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew and Toby overlooking Rock-A-Way Beach...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020142438007120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rasg8xNHIcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/na7T_qU4f-I/s320/toby-at-the-beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Toby walking at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020142438007120338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rasg8xNHIdI/AAAAAAAAACE/keb2Atoj1B8/s320/tamie-with-umbrella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me at this cool park along the San Francisco Bay that used to be a dump but now is full of this random art that hippies made from the trash that was there... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020142442302087650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rasg9BNHIeI/AAAAAAAAACM/SZEPbSEwKJ4/s320/trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Even though alot of it is just trees and hiking trails...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020142442302087666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rasg9BNHIfI/AAAAAAAAACU/HtesaxfFMK8/s320/cave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;there's some trash... and a big slab of concrete...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020142442302087682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rasg9BNHIgI/AAAAAAAAACc/kJqaiwkb-ug/s320/toby-laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;OMG cute... I swear it looks like he's laughing in this picture...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020144009965150818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiYRNHImI/AAAAAAAAADM/u4bnxZqmxGs/s320/shoreline.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;it's a really peaceful place to take a walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiRBNHIjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EdhWCq9fa30/s1600-h/t&amp;a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020143885411099186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiRBNHIjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EdhWCq9fa30/s320/t%26a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiRBNHIkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_RiERwzr1Nw/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020143885411099202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiRBNHIkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_RiERwzr1Nw/s320/lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yea... that's made of TRASH and drift wood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiRBNHIlI/AAAAAAAAADE/MbKHZswtifU/s1600-h/the-bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020143885411099218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiRBNHIlI/AAAAAAAAADE/MbKHZswtifU/s320/the-bay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another view of the bay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020143881116131874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasiQxNHIiI/AAAAAAAAACs/Hh-Ll3pk1UY/s320/bicycle-wheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt; more trash...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I highly recomend this place... I'll try and remember the name... its right by the race track... gawd... I suck at names... meh... if it comes to me... maybe I'll update...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have a happy monday tomorrow... I can't believe we're already 2 weeks into the new year... somebody shoot me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-6423227944919837738?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/6423227944919837738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=6423227944919837738&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/6423227944919837738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/6423227944919837738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-pictures-from-last-thanksgiving.html' title='some pictures from last thanksgiving...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RasgKRNHIaI/AAAAAAAAABs/s-nqGLUeJ4c/s72-c/pacifica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-124150751618815048</id><published>2007-01-14T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:41:57.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea... I know... they're late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but here are a couple pictures from our wedding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020065729891213698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RarbLxNHIYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CWnIlg6JTXQ/s320/happy-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020064759228604722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RaraTRNHITI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1bI4_Uw6ugU/s320/happy-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020065875920101778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RarbURNHIZI/AAAAAAAAABE/LJL94zY-ClA/s320/rings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020064978271936834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RaragBNHIUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j35VYA5uHRI/s320/walking-in.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020065223085072738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RarauRNHIWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NBJWnqHjyLc/s320/thetwoofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020065446423372146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/Rara7RNHIXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wfTbH4th3UE/s320/Tamie%26Andrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;probably the best wedding EVER...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and our photographer really did an excellent job...&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/35987907-124150751618815048?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/124150751618815048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=124150751618815048&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/124150751618815048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/124150751618815048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/01/yea-i-know-theyre-late.html' title='yea... I know... they&apos;re late...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/RarbLxNHIYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CWnIlg6JTXQ/s72-c/happy-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116845105243288417</id><published>2007-01-10T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:47:47.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamie Bishop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 people in the U.S. named Tamie Bishop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how about YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.howmanyofme.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.howmanyofme.com/&lt;/span&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/35987907-116845105243288417?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116845105243288417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116845105243288417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116845105243288417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116845105243288417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/01/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116837409941347800</id><published>2007-01-09T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:21:39.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and dennnnnn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/3985/1600/535042/Hailey_awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/3985/320/909496/Hailey_awake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;whew&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Hailey is home and doing so much better... thanks for all the good doggie vibes... I guess what happened was that her body couldn't handle the fat overload of people food that she ate over the holidays... so her stomach was over-producing enzymes and acid to compensate... only instead of digesting the fat... they started to EAT HER INSIDES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vet had her on a fast for 6 days (so no more acid/enzymes would be made) and had her hooked up to IVs to administer fluids and medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a close one... but the meds seemed to have helped her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she's on a LOW FAT diet and is banned from too many treats and absolutely NO PEOPLE FOOD... ya hear &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; MY FAMILY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to see her last night and pretty much just laid on the floor next to her and pet her for an hour... she's the only dog (besides Toby) that I can go right up next to their faces and stay there without incident... I purred at her (she likes the sound) and she made her response noises... little throat purr/growls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gawd&lt;/em&gt; I'm glad she's ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note... what the fuck is up with our lawsuit happy society... gah... &lt;a href="http://thejoyofzen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joy&lt;/a&gt; is being harassed by bogus threats when the people who are not welcome somewhere should take the hint and STOP going where they're NOT WELCOME... when you tell people "I'd be better to cut all ties with you" and then proceed to completely erase them from your life... um... STOP COMING AROUND SNOOPING FOR WHAT THEY'VE BEEN DOING WITH THEIR LIFE... seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;em&gt;moving on&lt;/em&gt;... and I know that the internets are a public domain… but still… with a situation like this… be an adult and know when to walk away… name calling on a personal website/blog is like writing in your trapper keeper “Miss X is a poopy pants”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::rolls eyes::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sticks and stones might break your bones but YOU CAN ALWAYS STOP GOING TO THE WEBSITE WHERE THE WORDS WILL NEVER HURT YOU... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116837409941347800?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116837409941347800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116837409941347800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116837409941347800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116837409941347800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-dennnnnn.html' title='and dennnnnn...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116803302734642926</id><published>2007-01-05T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:37:44.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the more things change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so... I wanted to make an end of the year / new years post or some shit like that... but I've been... busy... &lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;... lazy... for the most part... but still... time got away from me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to blog... I really do... I have stuff to say and pictures to post... but because a certain &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; cannot let things go and refuses to go away... I am reluctant to say much about my personal life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bridges were burned... and I don't believe I was the one who lit the match... I could be wrong... but what-the-fuck-ever... I certainly wasn't the one to pour gasoline on it at any rate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I know she's come here... and I &lt;em&gt;KNOW&lt;/em&gt; she's still snooping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's sad and pathetic... and a whole lot of fucked up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but... &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got some sadness in my life right now... my family's old english sheepdog Hailey (who turns 12 on Feb 5) is in the doggie hospital and is having much difficulties... they think she had a heart attack... and her kidney's and pancreas are failing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's responding to the medicine... and the doctor says she's stabilized... but we're all still really worried... we can't see her cause it'll upset/excite her... and we can't take her home until monday at least... I've never had to deal with a pet dying... and it's breaking my heart... we don't want to put her to sleep... especially since it seems like she's fighting for life... but if she's suffering... we don't want to cause any more pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;::sniff::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway... any good pet vibes would be greatly appreciated... my Hailey bear isn't ready to go to that great doggie park in the sky just yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116803302734642926?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116803302734642926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116803302734642926&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116803302734642926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116803302734642926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-things-change.html' title='the more things change...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116673839808170175</id><published>2006-12-21T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:59:58.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while... yar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/3985/1600/54547/trent%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/3985/320/428093/trent%203.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry I haven't posted in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a busy couple of weeks... I have new pictures to post... but my home computer SUCKS BALLS... and I haven't had a chance to up load anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be back with a real post soon... I promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm off work the week between Xmas and New Years... so yea... I'll have &lt;em&gt;PLENTY&lt;/em&gt; of time to screw around on the ol blog) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116673839808170175?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116673839808170175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116673839808170175&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116673839808170175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116673839808170175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-while-yar.html' title='it&apos;s been a while... yar...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116309900162541468</id><published>2006-11-09T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:04:59.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season… wait… it’s ONLY NOVEMBER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/1600/pacifica-beach-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/200/pacifica-beach-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gah… random thought process time…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Today in Starbucks… Xmas threw up all over everything… I hate when Christmas comes early… there was Xmas crap up BEFORE Halloween… ooh and note to self… DO NOT order Eggnog Latte… There is a time and a place for eggnog… and that is NEVER…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;You know that Chocolate cell phone commercial… the song that plays… Strict Machine… and the new Krazr commercial… THAT song… Oooh la la … yea… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goldfrapp is my new favorite musical group…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Our little Toby is going to be 9 months old next Monday… we’re trying to decide if it’s better to get him neutered NOW… before he starts humping everything in sight and pissing all over the place… or if we should wait until he hits… I guess… doggie puberty… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably before huh…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I want it to rain so badly that I can TASTE it… all this fog and the cloudy chilly mornings…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gawd damn Mother Nature is a TEASE…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So we’re driving up to San Francisco for Turkey Day… it’ll kinda be like a mini vacation… if your idea of a vacation is staying at your in-laws house… with like 10 other people… 2 dogs… 2 cats… and tons of other family coming for the actual dinner… I dunno… I guess it’ll be fun… but I’d still rather be on a sunny beach somewhere…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;this coffee cake I’m eating tastes bad…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I smell popcorn…&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope everyone else is having a nice Thursday… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116309900162541468?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116309900162541468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116309900162541468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116309900162541468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116309900162541468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2006/11/tis-season-wait-its-only-november.html' title='Tis the Season… wait… it’s ONLY NOVEMBER!!!'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116218692966964161</id><published>2006-10-29T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:47:25.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow... just... wow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it finally happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could emass such a collection... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've completely filled up my ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 gigs of music and video in my pocket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... damn... it kinda makes me want to go out and buy the 60 gig... just because... you know... I apparently have a need... since I actually had to REMOVE things so I could update the new stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe for xmas... I mean... this video ipod isn't even a year old yet... but me thinks I might be needing an upgrade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;::evil grin:: heh heh heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116218692966964161?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116218692966964161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116218692966964161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116218692966964161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116218692966964161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-just-wow.html' title='wow... just... wow...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116198715452923744</id><published>2006-10-27T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T15:12:34.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED! oh I'm sorry... did I break your concentration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/1600/Tamie_South_Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/200/Tamie_South_Park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is South Park Tamie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made her &lt;a href="http://www.sp-studio.de/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well... that's not entirely true... I doctored it in photoshop... since there wasn't an ipod available... and there weren't any pirate flags either... and the headphones were the wrong color... and I needed to make the hair darker... and the lipstick...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a fun waste of time... is what I'm saying...&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/35987907-116198715452923744?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116198715452923744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116198715452923744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116198715452923744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116198715452923744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2006/10/bored-oh-im-sorry-did-i-break-your.html' title='BORED! oh I&apos;m sorry... did I break your concentration...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116188155270469417</id><published>2006-10-26T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:53:38.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a (Shoe) Whore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/1600/ditavonteese_390.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/200/ditavonteese_390.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well... &lt;em&gt;I AM&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;heh... and I'm not saying Dita is either... I think she's really beautiful and I needed a picture that sorta fit this post... and... um... nevermind... just enjoy the bubbles&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own over 150 pairs of shoes... from the beat up 10 hole docs that I got when I was in the 7th grade (and REFUSE to throw away) to the black patent leather 4 inch heels that I bought yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love affair with footwear has its bumps in the road... money (or lack there of)... closet space... the fact that I wear a size 11 (or 12 depending on the shoe) so finding cute shoes that also fit me (well) is like a treasure hunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I mention that I'm 5'10''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... so my highest heel makes me... um 6'2''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda awesome... kinda intimidating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my husband is 5'7... on a good day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he really digs me being super tall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably go on a shoe DIET... since I'm running out of places to put them (for my birthday my mom got me a "shoe wardrobe" which is like this cool cabinet designed to hold shoes... it'll only fit like 20 pairs... so it's not exactly a solution)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm like Mos Def in The Italian Job remake... I need a room for all my shoes... wouldn't that be awesome... I've gone through so many shoe phases too... I used to wear platforms... and I could run a mile in them... seriously... then when the husband and I started dating... I switched to flats and flip flops... since I'd never really dated or been interested in short guys... (but... LOVE... whatcha gonna do)... I've been into sneakers and boots (I was on the Ugg train way back in 95)and I only recently started getting back into cute high heels...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of my favorite things is to just go into a store and randomly pull all the boxes that are my size off the shelves and just try on shoes like a crazy person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116188155270469417?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116188155270469417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116188155270469417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116188155270469417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116188155270469417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-such-shoe-whore.html' title='I&apos;m such a (Shoe) Whore...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35987907.post-116077817281745415</id><published>2006-10-13T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:24:06.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Ho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/1600/744px-Pirate_Flag_of_Rack_Rackham.svg_1_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/3985/200/744px-Pirate_Flag_of_Rack_Rackham.svg_1_.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Friday the 13th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still working on setting up everything the way I want it... just thought I'd stop by and say... er... something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things won't be this boring all the time... promise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35987907-116077817281745415?l=drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/feeds/116077817281745415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35987907&amp;postID=116077817281745415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116077817281745415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35987907/posts/default/116077817281745415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drinkupmeharties.blogspot.com/2006/10/yo-ho.html' title='Yo Ho...'/><author><name>I am a saucy wench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383814096828558249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR7WZ9wsaY/SaX64ISNO0I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hb-G51y9Me0/S220/tamie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
