<?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-19437611</id><updated>2012-03-17T05:05:35.219-06:00</updated><category term='shopping'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='country'/><category term='bar'/><category term='piano'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='gluten free'/><category term='Friday Fill In.'/><category term='Booking it Through Thursday'/><title type='text'>The Hot Pink Giraffe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-4969176447867160369</id><published>2007-07-28T18:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T18:05:57.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saturday Special</title><content type='html'>Found at &lt;a href="http://satspecial.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Saturday Special Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Who is the last person you talked to?: &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Everyone sitting in the living room with me (dad, mom, Laurel and Mike)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What is your weather like right now?: &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Really freakin hot!!!! 33 Celsius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Where will you be this weekend?: &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Was at a country bar and Jackie's last night, Brad's house tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What's for dinner?: &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tacos and chocolate milkshakes for dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-4969176447867160369?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/4969176447867160369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=4969176447867160369' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/4969176447867160369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/4969176447867160369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday-special.html' title='The Saturday Special'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-8491518299321522218</id><published>2007-07-28T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T18:02:01.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten free'/><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>So far the weekend has been great. Lots of shopping (spending money that I shouldn't) and spending time with my best friend. We went to a country bar last night which was pretty enjoyable. I knew most of the country songs so it was fun to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;I miss pizza. Everyone (but me) had pizza after the bar last night. I had a banana. It was good in terms of it was way healthier but damn I wanted that pizza. I'll have to find a gluten free crust and make my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-8491518299321522218?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8491518299321522218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=8491518299321522218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/8491518299321522218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/8491518299321522218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/07/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-6250169483887299344</id><published>2007-07-27T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:07:56.165-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fill In.'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill In</title><content type='html'>Found at &lt;a href="http://www.fondofsnape.com/archives/friday_fillin/"&gt;Fond of Snape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Yesterday I was trying to make soft pretzels, unsuccessfully.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Today I am planning to read, play piano and go out later. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Tomorrow I will be doing pretty much the same thing as today.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Someday I'm going to &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;have my PhD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I will never go BASE jumping.&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I might make a mud pie. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to seeing my friends&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include being lazy and Sunday, I want to play some tennis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-6250169483887299344?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/6250169483887299344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=6250169483887299344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/6250169483887299344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/6250169483887299344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-fill-in.html' title='Friday Fill In'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-5624527130271482933</id><published>2007-07-27T12:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:01:15.410-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten free'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't been working for the last month Fridays are no longer such an exciting day. Except of course because it means all my friends are done work for the week and the fun times can begin.&lt;br /&gt;As of yet we have no plans but I know that will change so I'm not worried.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a couple things recently. The first being I like playing piano. I hated the lessons and the practicing and therefore quit after a ridiciously short time but now almost ten years later I enjoy it. And I have also learned that gluten free pasta is not so good the next day. It gets gritty and nasty. Oh and making bread type products with a mix of flours that don't include gluten is not easy. My soft pretzels ended up looking like little white piles of poo. And had the texture of chewy chalk. Not so pleasant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-5624527130271482933?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/5624527130271482933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=5624527130271482933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/5624527130271482933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/5624527130271482933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-8405020812073139696</id><published>2007-07-26T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:40:52.118-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Booking it Through Thursday'/><title type='text'>Villainous</title><content type='html'>Since I love reading so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://btt2.wordpress.com/2007/07/26/best-moustache-twirling/"&gt;Booking It Through Thursday &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who’s the worst fictional villain you can think of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As in, the one you hate the most, find the most evil, are happiest to see defeated? Not the cardboard, two-dimensional variety, but the most deliciously-written, most entertaining, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;villain? Not necessarily the most “evil,” so much as the best-conceived on the part of the author…oh, you know what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The only "villain" I can think of at the moment is Crake from Atwood's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oryx and Crake&lt;/span&gt;. While its debatable if he intended to be villainous or merely was doing what he thought was beneficial to humanity I think he intended to cause harm to some extent. He is in no way 2 dimensional, especially as you learn more about his childhood. Crake brings up the age old "nature vs nurture" arguement as we wonder whether he is truly evil or if  his upbringing causes his actions .&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://btt2.wordpress.com/2007/07/26/best-moustache-twirling/"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-8405020812073139696?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8405020812073139696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=8405020812073139696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/8405020812073139696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/8405020812073139696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/07/villainous.html' title='Villainous'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-4129808309946556407</id><published>2007-07-26T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:47:59.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-re-restart</title><content type='html'>I miss blogging. I miss writing. I miss this.&lt;br /&gt;So I think I might be back. At least for a while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-4129808309946556407?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/4129808309946556407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=4129808309946556407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/4129808309946556407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/4129808309946556407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/07/re-re-restart.html' title='Re-re-restart'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-1618723772672697205</id><published>2007-02-12T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:28:29.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglected</title><content type='html'>This poor site gets neglected.&lt;br /&gt;One day it'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;Probably not today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-1618723772672697205?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/1618723772672697205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=1618723772672697205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/1618723772672697205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/1618723772672697205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2007/02/neglected.html' title='Neglected'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-116369915892066068</id><published>2006-11-16T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:45:58.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Super Hero are You?</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=82&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 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40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=35&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 35%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=15&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 15%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are a beautiful princess&lt;BR&gt;with great strength of character.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/wonderwoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-116369915892066068?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116369915892066068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=116369915892066068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116369915892066068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116369915892066068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-super-hero-are-you.html' title='What Super Hero are You?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-116198669306659610</id><published>2006-10-27T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:04:53.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Traitor</title><content type='html'>I am such a traitor...&lt;br /&gt;I have switched over to *gasp* &lt;br /&gt;Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;Hangs head in shame...&lt;br /&gt;I love my safari. I really do... &lt;br /&gt;but I get all the "advanced editing" screens now, like in hotmail, our youth blog, and this one.&lt;br /&gt;How can I resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this blog in Firefox. &lt;br /&gt;*hanging head in shame*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-116198669306659610?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116198669306659610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=116198669306659610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116198669306659610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116198669306659610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/10/traitor.html' title='Traitor'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-116189209477196059</id><published>2006-10-26T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:48:14.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And I just found a picture from long ago. &lt;br /&gt;Well only a couple years.&lt;br /&gt;Damn i miss my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/kristi_e/me1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-116189209477196059?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116189209477196059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=116189209477196059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116189209477196059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116189209477196059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-116166069435652263</id><published>2006-10-23T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:31:47.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Blog #2 from October 11</title><content type='html'>So yesterday Kelly Ripa was telling me...&lt;br /&gt;Oh most wonderful moment ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emailing people is an interesting thing... its a safe way to connect. It puts you at just enough distance to not feel threatened and to not feel the emotions that surround everything.&lt;br /&gt;We reveal more than in person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a trust in the blank screen that does not match the trust in another's eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-116166069435652263?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116166069435652263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=116166069435652263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116166069435652263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116166069435652263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-blog-2-from-october-11.html' title='Old Blog #2 from October 11'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-116166066225576258</id><published>2006-10-23T21:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:31:02.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Blog From October 1st</title><content type='html'>Some great moments from the other night: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing about the Backstreet Boys is their Power Tools. &lt;br /&gt;Abe Lincoln's statue in New Orleans in the main event at Mardi Gras. He wears the beads and they yell "show us your chest Abe, show us your chest!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this makes no sense to anyone. But oh so funny to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-116166066225576258?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116166066225576258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=116166066225576258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116166066225576258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/116166066225576258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-blog-from-october-1st_23.html' title='Old Blog From October 1st'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-115933160938253481</id><published>2006-09-26T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:33:29.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Romancing the Song</title><content type='html'>I don't love a song right automatically. It has to romance me first. We have to get to know each other, meet a few times, and let the relationship naturally bloom. Once I decide to get involved, I commit fully. Never ask me to tell you I love a song I've just heard for the first time. My distrust of love at first listen is almost as intense as my distrust of love at first sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least music can't break your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-115933160938253481?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/115933160938253481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=115933160938253481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115933160938253481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115933160938253481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/09/romancing-song.html' title='Romancing the Song'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-115682496444862951</id><published>2006-08-28T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:16:04.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets?</title><content type='html'>So I had a moment on the bus today. Well a few moments actually. &lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken public transit since I started driving, so for about a year. I don't have a negative attitude towards it, I just did not need it. I had to take the bus to MacEwan today for new student orientation. Which I'm totally fine with. However I am not totally fine with my first bus trip involving a nose picker. Of course just my luck I had a nose picker directly in my line of view. Not just a subtle nose picker either. A picker and examiner. I love starting the day off with a good dose of noses. *insert wretching and gagging noises here*&lt;br /&gt;But on the second bus things got better. No nose pickers. &lt;br /&gt;However I did go almost right by Vanguard. This is not an unusual occurence. I go by it everytime I go to work. However there was something distinctly... sad about going past Vanguard whilst going to another school. &lt;br /&gt;I in no way regret my decision. I feel very good about it. A small part of me is sad, dissapointed, nostaligic. I will miss many people. I will miss Thursday chapels. And the occasional Tuesday chapel. I will miss our weekend trips. I will miss the crazy CMC's and HMSers. &lt;br /&gt;A part of me is sad, I guess its a part of me that is in mourning. I was so happy to leave that I didn't think about what I would be leaving behind. &lt;br /&gt;Yet I look towards the future and am filled with so much excitement. New classes, new people, new friends, new experiences, new directions. I feel as though I am finally taking that big step into the real world. I'm picking a path and going down it. And a wicked awesome path it is. I mean I get to take Swahili for goodness sakes! &lt;br /&gt;Swahili!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-115682496444862951?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/115682496444862951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=115682496444862951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115682496444862951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115682496444862951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/08/regrets.html' title='Regrets?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-115671049480975658</id><published>2006-08-27T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:28:14.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Moments</title><content type='html'>I just got a YouTube Account. I don't have a lot of videos but here are a few gems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdRP2vl7WQU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdRP2vl7WQU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CNkfV9qpk-Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CNkfV9qpk-Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-115671049480975658?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/115671049480975658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=115671049480975658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115671049480975658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115671049480975658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/08/video-moments.html' title='Video Moments'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-115610354149109668</id><published>2006-08-20T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:44:59.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>Its been a while. &lt;br /&gt;Like always I leave my blog for a good chunk of time, begin to miss it and then come back. &lt;br /&gt;A lot has changed in the last few months. Especially me. &lt;br /&gt;But enough of the deep stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/67622451-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/67622451-S.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/71262124-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/71262124-S.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/89430133-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/89430133-S.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-115610354149109668?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/115610354149109668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=115610354149109668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115610354149109668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115610354149109668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/08/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-115032480065052527</id><published>2006-06-14T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:40:00.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A blogger's mind.</title><content type='html'>I often think of things i want to blog. The little oddities of life that I think others might enjoy reading. &lt;br /&gt;However just as often I forget them. &lt;br /&gt;But I've remembered this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playground by my house has a huge fence around it. &lt;br /&gt;Now this sounds normal. Its not just a fence. &lt;br /&gt;Its a big portable fence that the City has placed around the entire playground. &lt;br /&gt;There is no way in. There is no way out. &lt;br /&gt;There is no fun had at this playground.&lt;br /&gt;Its a very big statement against childhood enjoyment of swings, slides and monkeybars. &lt;br /&gt;NO FUN TO BE HAD HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can remember I'll get a picture of it. &lt;br /&gt;And its really just a fence so that they can do construction without anyone getting hurt. &lt;br /&gt;But it seems like an antiplay statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my blogger mind is a little crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-115032480065052527?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/115032480065052527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=115032480065052527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115032480065052527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/115032480065052527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/06/bloggers-mind.html' title='A blogger&apos;s mind.'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114972747496132885</id><published>2006-06-07T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T18:44:34.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>I am feeling like life sucks. Pretty much. &lt;br /&gt;I have a growing dislike for my job. Thankfully I have an interview for a better job on Monday. My job isn't horrible, I'm just not cut out for sales. &lt;br /&gt;I have sat at home nearly every night for the last 2 weeks. Its brutal. I stronly dislike it. &lt;br /&gt;I have seen friends rarely in the last couple weeks. Like 3 or 4 times. Therefore my world consists of my parents and my dog. Oh the joys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored. I am lonely. I am fed up. I am directionless. I am in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am venting it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114972747496132885?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114972747496132885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114972747496132885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114972747496132885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114972747496132885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/06/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114963221582279649</id><published>2006-06-06T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T16:35:52.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>101 in 1001</title><content type='html'>I saw this a while ago and thought it was a fab idea. So I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 in 1001 Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.mysuspensionofdisbelief.com/?page_id=175"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/a&gt;. Originally inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.triplux.com/1001/otherlists.asp"&gt;Triplux&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my list. I highly recommend making your own. Its a lot of work but I'm excited to start doing things on it!&lt;br /&gt; BOLD means I've completed it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started June 3, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;Ends February 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things About the List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Complete a list of 101 things. &lt;/b&gt; (June 4 @ 11:30pm) &lt;br /&gt;Look at this list once a week to see what i can do&lt;br /&gt;Come up with another 101 list when this one is done. Even though its actually pretty painful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Languages and Cultural Experiences&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take an ASL (American Sign Language) Class&lt;br /&gt;Take a Swahili class&lt;br /&gt;Go to Kenya/Tanzania&lt;br /&gt;Meet my sponsor child&lt;br /&gt;Write my sponsor child at least once a month&lt;br /&gt;Learn something about every country in the world&lt;br /&gt;Take a conversational spanish class&lt;br /&gt;Get a passport&lt;br /&gt;Eat Indian food and watch a Hindi movie with Dhiraj&lt;br /&gt;Eat at as many different cultural foods as I can. Keep track of these foods&lt;br /&gt;Go to Yellowknife again&lt;br /&gt;Go to at least two of the big festivals in my city&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to say hello in 20 different languages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Health&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go sugar free for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Use the cross trainer every day for a week. Continue.&lt;br /&gt;Do my neck stretches for a week and hopefuly avoid headaches. &lt;br /&gt;Each at least 5 servings of fruits and vegetables every day for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Plan a few hours a week for myself. To get away from everything. To completely relax.&lt;br /&gt;Get up half an hour earlier than i need to and go for a an early morning walk- for one week&lt;br /&gt;Use my Nalgene (2L) every day for a week. And drink the entire thing&lt;br /&gt;Use my free one month pass to the Y before I move&lt;br /&gt;Floss every day for a month&lt;br /&gt;Take dance lessons of  some sort&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to play volleyball for fun. And learn how to play it along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Getting Involved&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteer with the Make a Wish Foundation&lt;br /&gt;Volunteer with Kids Kottage&lt;br /&gt;Join &lt;a href="http://results-resultats.ca/index.html"&gt; Results&lt;/a&gt; Group &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Creativity&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knit a scarf&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbook once a week for at least 2 months&lt;br /&gt;Fill up my “creative writing” journal&lt;br /&gt;Write a poem and share it with others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spiritual&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;Read Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Get up early and do devotions for one week&lt;br /&gt;Continue to memorize scripture (one verse every two weeks) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Entertainment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Own all of Jack Johnson’s CDs&lt;br /&gt;Read all the books on the &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/2005/100books/the_complete_list.html"&gt; Time Top 100 Books.&lt;/a&gt; (4/100)&lt;br /&gt;Read all the books on the &lt;a href="http://www.nea.org/readacross/resources/catalist.html"&gt;Teachers Top 100 Books for Children. &lt;/a&gt; (28/100) &lt;br /&gt;Read last ten years of  Governor General’s Non Fiction Award&lt;br /&gt;Read last ten years of the Pulitzer Prize Non Fiction winners&lt;br /&gt;Go to a country music concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Random Fun Things&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on a picnic&lt;br /&gt;Go on a picnic in the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Make snow angels in my pjs in the first big snow of the year&lt;br /&gt;Wear a bikini in public&lt;br /&gt;Kiss a Giraffe&lt;br /&gt;Ride the LRT&lt;br /&gt;Suck it up and spend the money to get my hair done at a salon&lt;br /&gt;Take pictures in a photobooth&lt;br /&gt;Learn to rollerblade (Standing up straight rather than hunching over and not falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Lay under the stars talking&lt;br /&gt;Spend all night outside by a fire&lt;br /&gt;Have pina coladas in swimsuit and shorts and leis and sunglasses in the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Ride in a limo- be sober enough to stay on the seat... unlike grad 12 grad&lt;br /&gt;Get my entire head done in cornrows&lt;br /&gt;Watch two movies in a row at the cheap theatre&lt;br /&gt;Go to a midnight movie&lt;br /&gt;Go skating outside late at night- in skates that fit!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Buy a pink cowboy hat. Wear it in public&lt;br /&gt;Learn a line dance besides cadillac ranch. And that Jewish one I randomly know&lt;br /&gt;Get a massage&lt;br /&gt;Play a game of Risk from start to finish&lt;br /&gt;Get a bathrobe&lt;br /&gt;Go up a down escalator&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze a whole tub of toothpaste somewhere...just not  on a toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;Float down the Pembina River again&lt;br /&gt;Dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Sit on that bench at the top of that hill and watch the sun set&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the river valley with Meagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cleaning, Organizing and Such&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean my car out really well. This includes vaccuuming and washing and everything&lt;br /&gt;Never let food go rotten in my car again&lt;br /&gt;Roll all the change I’ve collected and put into savings account&lt;br /&gt;Have an organized room&lt;br /&gt;Go at least two months without library fines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Relationships and other such things&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my high school&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to face things head on. Don’t avoid the awkward situations&lt;br /&gt;Make an effort to contact people from CMC once a month&lt;br /&gt;Remember everyone’s birthday for one year&lt;br /&gt;Take a road trip with friends&lt;br /&gt;Go camping with friends&lt;br /&gt;Buy flowers for someone for no reason&lt;br /&gt;Send letters to Erin while she is at camp this summer (2006)&lt;br /&gt;Get together with at least 3 friends from high school&lt;br /&gt;Find friends who enjoy playing board games/party game and play them. Regularly&lt;br /&gt;Find a fountain worthy boy. (I know this doesn’t make sense. It does to me and possibly Lena, as long as she remembers)&lt;br /&gt;Speak my mind at least once about a certain friendship. To the person’s face. But do this without being emotional&lt;br /&gt;Speak my mind about another “relationship” thing. Basically just say “you were a jerk. I hope you know that. But you are also a cool guy. And i was a stupid girl. And I don’t hold it against you. Just know that you were a total wimp and chicken. ” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;School/Career Related&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have 5 articles published&lt;br /&gt;Do one semester of school without working at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Write a children’s picture book and pursue getting it published&lt;br /&gt;Increases my typing speed to 70 words per minute (without excessive use of the backspace button!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Personal Betterment&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go cliff jumping. Not a high cliff. Just a cliff of some height&lt;br /&gt;Do something that scares me&lt;br /&gt;Drink tea, until I like it&lt;br /&gt;Go one week without spending money on anything extra&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to check and change my oil&lt;br /&gt;Learn to drive a standard&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by reading many British 101 in 1001 lists: Learn some cool British slang to through into my everyday Canadian conversations- thereby baffling people. ps also learn what chutney is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a whole new &lt;a href="http://hpg101in1001.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for this! Check it out every once in a while if you're bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114963221582279649?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114963221582279649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114963221582279649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114963221582279649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114963221582279649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/06/101-in-1001.html' title='101 in 1001'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114937653316946736</id><published>2006-06-03T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T22:11:15.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>I can't say I'm overly fond of four months of summer.&lt;br /&gt;It seems way too long.&lt;br /&gt;Although one month has gone by too fast already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel detached from life. Like it could just go on and leave me behind.&lt;br /&gt;And I probably wouldn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Breakfast was mucho fun. good idea erin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114937653316946736?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114937653316946736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114937653316946736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114937653316946736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114937653316946736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114913666501316016</id><published>2006-05-31T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:37:45.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Left, Right, Up or Down?</title><content type='html'>There are so many decisions to make in life. And so many of them are hard. &lt;br /&gt;Growing up is a lot harder than they tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin and I had some great adventures the other night. Read her &lt;a href="http://liloslife.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to find out more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in regards to life decisions... there are a few I've made I'm feeling good about. &lt;br /&gt;I had a conversation today that made me feel more settled about some things that had been pressing on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;I feel good about that. This is the first time since modular week I've felt good about the situation. That was back in February. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONY AND LENA CAME HOME YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;and only by the grace of God was I able to make it to the airport to see them get back. Originally their flight was coming in at 12. I was working 10-2. I found out later that they missed their flight and were getting in at 1:45. I was also getting off work at 1. So i made it to the airport like 10 minutes late. But I was there. &lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I shoud go back to making important life decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of wisdom for today. Don't grow up too fast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114913666501316016?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114913666501316016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114913666501316016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114913666501316016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114913666501316016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/05/left-right-up-or-down.html' title='Left, Right, Up or Down?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114773839367296130</id><published>2006-05-15T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T18:13:13.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Mail EVER!</title><content type='html'>I came home today and had two pieces of mail.&lt;br /&gt;One was my first letter from my sponsor child!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The second was a letter from a girl in Guatemala who recieved my operation christmas child box!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Two letters from two girls in two different continents! In one day! What are the chances?&lt;br /&gt;It is so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to write them back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114773839367296130?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114773839367296130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114773839367296130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114773839367296130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114773839367296130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/05/best-mail-ever.html' title='Best Mail EVER!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114740289663493522</id><published>2006-05-11T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:01:36.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedestrians</title><content type='html'>Sometimes pedestrians do really stupid things. &lt;br /&gt;Like walk into the middle of traffic expecting people to stop. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they walk really slowly through crosswalks.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen people walk half way through a crosswalk and turn back around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've done stupid things as a pedestrian.&lt;br /&gt;Which will remain unnamed... ahem running across the 6 lane road in Kelowna every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was the first time I had to stop for a pigeon.&lt;br /&gt;He looked like he wanted to cross. &lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't sure if he was going to. &lt;br /&gt;It was very unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;A pigeon in a mall parking lot crosswalk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114740289663493522?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114740289663493522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114740289663493522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114740289663493522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114740289663493522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/05/pedestrians.html' title='Pedestrians'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114692516885257823</id><published>2006-05-06T08:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T08:19:28.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayin Out Late</title><content type='html'>Why is it so easy to stay up late to hang out with friends and have fun when its so hard to stay up late to do homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive sidenote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have less of a curfew right now. Soon enough I'll have none! Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114692516885257823?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114692516885257823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114692516885257823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114692516885257823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114692516885257823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/05/stayin-out-late.html' title='Stayin Out Late'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114667420131762047</id><published>2006-05-03T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:37:50.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CMC 2006!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/67573372-M-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://hotpinkgiraffe.smugmug.com/photos/67573372-M-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114667420131762047?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114667420131762047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114667420131762047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114667420131762047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114667420131762047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/05/cmc-2006.html' title='CMC 2006!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114663402054045875</id><published>2006-05-02T23:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:27:00.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quickie</title><content type='html'>Grad weekend was FREAKING AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sad/funny note... I dropped my camera in my milkshake tonight.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.&lt;br /&gt;Poor camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114663402054045875?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114663402054045875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114663402054045875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114663402054045875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114663402054045875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/05/quickie.html' title='A Quickie'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114607068260729850</id><published>2006-04-26T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:58:02.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Back!!</title><content type='html'>Everyone came back yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;The airport is the happiest place in the world!!! Well at least when people are coming home. &lt;br /&gt;I am officially done everything! Last exam was yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;No more homework no more anything! So freakin exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I am going into school today to do some stuff for grad... I should probably get on that. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting for my laundry to finish. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER IS HERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114607068260729850?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114607068260729850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114607068260729850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114607068260729850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114607068260729850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/theyre-back.html' title='They&apos;re Back!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114515669379616402</id><published>2006-04-15T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T21:04:53.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Deep the Father's Love for Us...</title><content type='html'>How deep the Father's love for us&lt;br /&gt;How vast beyond all measure&lt;br /&gt;That He should give His only Son&lt;br /&gt;To make a wretch a treasure&lt;br /&gt;How great the pain of searing loss&lt;br /&gt;The Father turns His face away&lt;br /&gt;As wounds which mar the Chosen One&lt;br /&gt;Bring many sons to glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold the man upon a cross&lt;br /&gt;My sin upon His shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice&lt;br /&gt;Call out among the scoffers&lt;br /&gt;It was my sin that held Him there&lt;br /&gt;Until it was accomplished&lt;br /&gt;His dying breath has brought me life&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not boast in anything&lt;br /&gt;No gifts, no power, no wisdom&lt;br /&gt;But I will boast in Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;His death and resurrection&lt;br /&gt;Why should I gain from His reward&lt;br /&gt;I cannot give an answer&lt;br /&gt;But this I know with all my heart &lt;br /&gt;His wounds have paid my ransom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart Townsend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114515669379616402?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114515669379616402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114515669379616402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114515669379616402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114515669379616402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-deep-fathers-love-for-us.html' title='How Deep the Father&apos;s Love for Us...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114481604583823659</id><published>2006-04-11T22:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:27:25.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming.</title><content type='html'>I need a little Dorie fish to say that to me all the time. &lt;br /&gt;Its so close to the end of the semester. Its almost here! &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not quite sure how I feel about that yet. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss people like crazy. I already do. &lt;br /&gt;But its sort of different right now. Kind of like a delayed numb missing people.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know people are coming back. But that is only for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;And then so many people will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for those who are coming back next year. I know we'll have a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got an application to work for the assistant manager I worked for a while back.&lt;br /&gt;And I plan to go and apply at some places at Kingsway tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I only have class til noon. So I can finish the last two pages of my cross cultural paper hand it in and go do some job hunting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,&lt;br /&gt;Homemade granola is yummy but burns fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114481604583823659?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114481604583823659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114481604583823659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114481604583823659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114481604583823659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-keep-swimming-just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming.'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114429924814620658</id><published>2006-04-05T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:54:08.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples and Peanut Butter... Best Friends</title><content type='html'>Well its been a while since a real update...&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll start where I left off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Friday..&lt;br /&gt;Meagan and I had some "private time" as her friend said. Hehe. We walked around the river valley for 2 hourish. Then sat at the top of a hill talking. (ps Meagan lets do it again! I liked that enormously long walk!) Then we went back to her apartment. Well Tiff and Cindie's apartment that is Meagans while they are off jetsetting. And there we had some yummy grilled cheese sandwiches, pita chips and hummus. And we talked some more. I was planning on going to youth. But we talked through that too. Meagan and I talked for 8 hours straight. It was amazing! I learned a lot about both Meagan and myself in those eight hours. One of the best days I've ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Meagan's I went to Michelles for a little while. Saw some of the youth leaders and then they left soon after I got there so Michelle and I hung out and talked. She showed me her China journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work on Saturday. I can't remember what I did Saturday night. Probably just sat around my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- church, work, picked up Amberlie after youth leader meeting, went to my house. Made some soup. Hung out. Then headed on down to the Harsches. Walked to Safeway with Jileane and Renee. &lt;br /&gt;Interesting story about that. We walked on this path through the park. And it was melty and snowy water slush everywhere. I was wearing little NOT waterproof shoes. And Jileane decides to push me into the snow. So I don't fall but its really cold on my feet. (Warning: TMI moment coming up... Don't say I didn't warn you.) And then I started to pee my pants a teeny tiny bit. And that made me mad and then my shoe came off. And the Jileane took it.  And I wanted to beat her. So I'm standing in the middle of this snow pile yelling at Jileane to give me my shoe and "I have to pee! I'm peeing! Give me my shoe! Ahhhhh!" &lt;br /&gt;At the moment I would say it was not so funny. But looking back now... freaking hilarious. Stupid Millwoods park. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hung out at Harsches til about 1 playing Scene It. Michelle and I had a moment! It was a fill in the blank... they add letters to the title of the movie.. similar to Wheel of Fortune. So Michelle and I figured it out both at about the same time. And the answer is BUTCH CASSIDY AND THE SUNDANCE KID. Somehow Michelle and I both yelled out bItch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. And when I say yell I mean we yelled. She said it first and then I said it to try and beat her to saying it. And then I realized it was wrong but I didn't figure out how and yelled out the real answer. And when we stopped yelling, everyone was looking at us rather funny. Then we both figured out what we had been yelling and the top of our lungs. Ahem. Good moment... I'm laughing fairly hard as I write it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was no classes. I can't remember what I did. Again probably a lot of nothing. Oh found a lot of recipes. Thats about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was yesterday. So i did have class. Went to a lunch time club with Kristy from Kids on Track. That was awesome fun. Then last night I slept over at Michelles. We watched Love Story and I fell asleep for the end but I've seen it a few times so that was okay. Then we looked at pictures and a funny movie of Alex from when he was in high school. Then watched the first part of What About Bob? Then it was2:35 in the morning and we decided to go to bed. I slept really well and then in the morning Michelle made pancakes and yogurt and strawberries. It was delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and had "class" with Melissa and Keryn. We went to the mall and sat in Second Cup and chatted. Yummy and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had a class. Woopie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to CLC and painted some banner type things for them. It was so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH other big news! I got a new digital camera last night. It is very nice and exciting and takes brilliant photos. I'm very happy to be a shutterbug again. I might by a membership to some website such as smugmug and post pictures. After a year of having like no photos, I want a million pictures. Life is just so much more fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think that catches you up on my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deep and meaningful thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very funny to see furry little creatures walking around with people behind them carrying their poop in a bag. (I am of course talking about dogs) I just think its funny. Yes its better than leaving it on the sidewalk or my front lawn but its an amusing sight. What if someone walked behind us with a bag of our.... you get the picture! And that is probably gross and not the same at all but it crossed my mind when I was driving home today. So there you have a glimpse into my weird mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go to bed now. 8 am class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more school days left for me! Yikesabee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114429924814620658?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114429924814620658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114429924814620658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114429924814620658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114429924814620658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/apples-and-peanut-butter-best-friends.html' title='Apples and Peanut Butter... Best Friends'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114419734533304439</id><published>2006-04-04T18:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T18:35:45.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Waster #50934</title><content type='html'>A - Age of your first kiss: ... TBA&lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now: Silent Room&lt;br /&gt;C - Crush: no comment&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad's name: Shane&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to talk to: Lena, Meagan&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite bands at the moment: Tegan and Sara&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy worms or gummy bears?: sour gummy worms&lt;br /&gt;H - Hometown: Edmonton&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments: None&lt;br /&gt;J- Junior High: H.E. Beriault&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: I love them!&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest car ride ever: Kamloops to Kipling&lt;br /&gt;M - Mom's name: Diane&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicknames: Kristi Kritter, Kris&lt;br /&gt;O - One wish:  you don't already know, you don't get to.&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: Being alone- not for short periods- being alone for the rest of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote: Leave everything a little better than you found it. &lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile: Everything. &lt;br /&gt;S - Song you sang last: Fishin the Dark  &lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up [today]: 6:00... got out of bed at 6:45&lt;br /&gt;U- Unknown fact about me: &lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate: Mushrooms...wait thats a fungus. &lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit(s): can't keep my mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you've had: mouth, ankle, brain, spine&lt;br /&gt;Y-Yummy food: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign: scorpio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114419734533304439?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114419734533304439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114419734533304439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114419734533304439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114419734533304439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-waster-50934.html' title='Time Waster #50934'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114411450279068267</id><published>2006-04-03T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:35:02.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking In Jasper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122928890/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/122928890_99a3f0a97c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122928890/"&gt;IMG_6579_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/61987697@N00/"&gt;hotpinkgiraffe&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hard to believe this was only the first week of school! &lt;br /&gt;Now there is only 3 weeks left! Yikes!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114411450279068267?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114411450279068267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114411450279068267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411450279068267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411450279068267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/hiking-in-jasper.html' title='Hiking In Jasper'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114411318480952536</id><published>2006-04-03T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:13:06.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Timmies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921705/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/1/122921705_0c47e5824f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921705/"&gt;DSCN0839&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/61987697@N00/"&gt;hotpinkgiraffe&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some people may remember this as a place where I bared my soul.... &lt;br /&gt;The effects of Tim Horton's after midnight.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114411318480952536?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114411318480952536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114411318480952536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411318480952536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411318480952536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/timmies.html' title='Timmies'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114411314286939977</id><published>2006-04-03T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:12:22.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amberlie </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921703/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/122921703_e962a2a684_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921703/"&gt;DSCN0837&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/61987697@N00/"&gt;hotpinkgiraffe&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WE WON!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114411314286939977?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114411314286939977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114411314286939977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411314286939977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411314286939977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/amberlie.html' title='Amberlie '/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114411311911120977</id><published>2006-04-03T19:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:11:59.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Renee nay nay nay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921698/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/122921698_d6076e39f8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921698/"&gt;DSCN0821&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/61987697@N00/"&gt;hotpinkgiraffe&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114411311911120977?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114411311911120977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114411311911120977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411311911120977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411311911120977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/renee-nay-nay-nay.html' title='Renee nay nay nay'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114411307108500454</id><published>2006-04-03T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:11:11.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jileane the Jelly Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921696/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/122921696_5fea56b5ef_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61987697@N00/122921696/"&gt;DSCN0812&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/61987697@N00/"&gt;hotpinkgiraffe&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114411307108500454?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114411307108500454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114411307108500454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411307108500454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114411307108500454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/04/jileane-jelly-bean.html' title='Jileane the Jelly Bean'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114382164186007403</id><published>2006-03-31T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T09:17:21.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you need to clean your room when...</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here printing off my three assignments totally over 30 pages. I'm praying my ink and paper hold out! &lt;br /&gt;The printer is on the floor hooked up to my laptop. And I am sitting on a pile of dirty laundry- and there is more dirty laundry surrounding me. I am a pig sometimes! Things just get busy are there are assignments to do and then its suddenly Friday and my room is hugely messy again and as I look at all the laundry on the floor I wonder if I have any &lt;i&gt;clean&lt;/i&gt; laundry. That is a very good question... All I need is a clean shirt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email from a friend who is over in Hong Kong. That definately made my day! Its so good to hear little bit about what is happening and to know people are safe and having a blast. Life is so different without them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my printer just made a breaking sound. its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once dropped it and my laptop at the same time. well I didn't drop them. They fell off the shelf thing they were on. That is why it is now on the floor. Its safer that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my bum is getting numb sitting on my hardwood floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I orignally said my bum is getting number... but that doesn't made sense. so i changed it after posting it. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114382164186007403?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114382164186007403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114382164186007403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114382164186007403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114382164186007403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know-you-need-to-clean-your-room.html' title='You know you need to clean your room when...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114378200239447579</id><published>2006-03-30T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:13:22.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Happening to Society? (A deep post...)</title><content type='html'>When did a TV show become more important than relationship? &lt;br /&gt;Why have we let media become front and center in our life? &lt;br /&gt;Where do our values really lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask these questions because of something that happened tonight. A friend I haven't seen in a while was talking to me on MSN and it was nice. Then she realized she was missing the OC and left. Now in case you read this I'm not mad at you or anything. It just made me think. &lt;br /&gt;I know I've done that before. I've left a conversation with a friend to go watch a TV show. &lt;br /&gt;But as I think of my friends in Hong Kong or Tony and Lena in Thailand, I would stay on MSN all night to have the chance to talk to any of them for even 5 minutes. There is no way I'd leave one of those conversations to go watch a TV show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do our values lie?&lt;br /&gt;Is a TV show really more important than a conversation with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;Will your life significantly be altered if you miss the latest episode of America's Top Model or Grey's Anatomy or ER (Those last two are definately me....) &lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Will it significantly be altered because you lose out on chances to build relationship? &lt;br /&gt;Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all snub each other for the more important things in life that is all we will have left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be sitting alone with our TVs watching reruns of crappy tv shows, our only friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so maybe that last part is a bit extreme. I guess I've just come to realize that value of relationships lately. And the complete insignificance TV has to our life. Be a college student for a few months. You'll quickly learn that TV isn't all that important and you can go for days without watching and surprisingly the world does keep turning. &lt;br /&gt;I think about the TV thing often as I prepare to move out. Do I not have one all together? But I would love to have people come over and watch movies. Or would I really? Wouldn't it be better to build relationships through talking and goofing around rather than staring mindlessly at a screen. Probably. So be warned all you who plan to visit me next year- our apartment will be a place of TVless bliss!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will now stop procrasting homework. Almost done! &lt;br /&gt;kristi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114378200239447579?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114378200239447579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114378200239447579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114378200239447579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114378200239447579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-happening-to-society-deep-post.html' title='What is Happening to Society? (A deep post...)'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114368049636532614</id><published>2006-03-29T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:14:06.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes or No?? (AKA timewaster #23988)</title><content type='html'>You can ONLY say YES or NO.&lt;br /&gt;You are NOT allowed to explain ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Taken a picture naked? no&lt;br /&gt;2. Painted your room? yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Made out with a member of the same sex? no&lt;br /&gt;4. Drove a car? yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Danced in front of your mirror? yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a crush? yes&lt;br /&gt;7. Been dumped? no&lt;br /&gt;8. Stole money from a friend? no&lt;br /&gt;9. Gotten in the car with people you didnt know? yes&lt;br /&gt;10. Been in a fist fight? no&lt;br /&gt;11. Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? yes&lt;br /&gt;12. Had feelings for someone of the same sex? no&lt;br /&gt;13. Been arrested? no&lt;br /&gt;14. Made out with a stranger? no&lt;br /&gt;15. Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Left your house with out telling your parents? yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Had a crush on your neighbor? no&lt;br /&gt;18. Ditched school to do something more fun? yes&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept (not had sex) in a bed with a member of the same sex? yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Seen someone dying? no&lt;br /&gt;21. Been on a plane? yes&lt;br /&gt;22. Kissed a picture? yes&lt;br /&gt;23. Slept in until 3? yes&lt;br /&gt;24. Miss someone right now? yes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;25. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? yes&lt;br /&gt;26. Made a snow angel? yes&lt;br /&gt;27. Played dress up? yes&lt;br /&gt;28. Cheated while playing a game? yes&lt;br /&gt;29. Been lonely? yes&lt;br /&gt;30. Fallen asleep at work/school? yes&lt;br /&gt;31. Been to a club? yes&lt;br /&gt;32. Felt an earthquake? no&lt;br /&gt;33. Touched a snake? yes&lt;br /&gt;34. Ran a red light? no&lt;br /&gt;35. Been suspended from school? no&lt;br /&gt;36. Had detention? no&lt;br /&gt;37. Been in a car accident that you didnt cause? yes&lt;br /&gt;38. Hated the way you look? yes&lt;br /&gt;39. Witnessed a crime? no&lt;br /&gt;39. Been the person doing the crime? no&lt;br /&gt;40. Pole danced? no&lt;br /&gt;41. Been lost? yes&lt;br /&gt;42. Been to the opposite side of the country? no&lt;br /&gt;43. Felt so sick you thought you might die? yes&lt;br /&gt;44. Cried yourself to sleep? yes&lt;br /&gt;46. Sang karaoke? yes.&lt;br /&gt;47. Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? yes&lt;br /&gt;48. Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? yes&lt;br /&gt;49. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? yes&lt;br /&gt;50. Kissed in the rain? no&lt;br /&gt;51. Sang in the shower? yes&lt;br /&gt;52. Had sex in a park? no&lt;br /&gt;53. Had a dream where you were married? yes&lt;br /&gt;54. Glued your hand to something? yes&lt;br /&gt;55. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? no&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever gone to school partially naked? no&lt;br /&gt;57. Been a cheerleader? no&lt;br /&gt;58. Sat on a roof top? yes&lt;br /&gt;59. Didn't take a shower for a week? yes&lt;br /&gt;60. Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? yes&lt;br /&gt;61. Played chicken? no&lt;br /&gt;62. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? no&lt;br /&gt;64. Broken a bone? no&lt;br /&gt;65. Been easily amused? yes&lt;br /&gt;66. Laughed so hard you cried? yes&lt;br /&gt;67. Mooned/flashed someone? no&lt;br /&gt;68. Cheated on a test? no&lt;br /&gt;69: Forgotten someones name? yes&lt;br /&gt;70. Slept naked? no&lt;br /&gt;71. Gone skinny dipping? no&lt;br /&gt;73. Blacked out from drinking? no&lt;br /&gt;74. Played a prank on someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;75. Gone to a late night movie? no &lt;br /&gt;76. Made love to anything not human? no&lt;br /&gt;77. Failed a class? no&lt;br /&gt;78. Choked on something you're not supposed to eat? no&lt;br /&gt;79. Played an instrument for more than 10 hours? no&lt;br /&gt;80. Been cheated on? no&lt;br /&gt;81. Did you celebrate the 4th of July? no&lt;br /&gt;82. Thrown strange objects? yes&lt;br /&gt;83. Felt like killing someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;84. Felt like running away? yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Ran away? no&lt;br /&gt;86. Did drugs? no&lt;br /&gt;87. Had detention and not attend it? no&lt;br /&gt;89. Made a parent cry? yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Cried about someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;91. Had sex with more than one person in a 24 hour period? no&lt;br /&gt;92. Dated someone you didn't even like? no&lt;br /&gt;93. Had/Have a dog? yes&lt;br /&gt;95. Own an instrument? yes&lt;br /&gt;96. Been in band? yes&lt;br /&gt;97. Drank 25 sodas in a day? no&lt;br /&gt;98. Broken a CD? no&lt;br /&gt;99. Shot a gun? no&lt;br /&gt;100. Had feelings for one of your best/good friends? yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114368049636532614?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114368049636532614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114368049636532614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114368049636532614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114368049636532614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/yes-or-no-aka-timewaster-23988.html' title='Yes or No?? (AKA timewaster #23988)'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114368024996677445</id><published>2006-03-29T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:57:29.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies...</title><content type='html'>So I'm not going to write a whole lot. I don't have much to say. Theres been stuff. And other stuff. And thats all. &lt;br /&gt;Went to the oilers game last night. And sadly we lost. &lt;br /&gt;Going to a youth movie night tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Have to finish my gospels major assignment before I go. It'll take like 5 minutes. I just am waaay to lazy to do it. &lt;br /&gt;Due date got moved to Friday so I can do my parable stuff tomorrow, and ahem on Friday. Teehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114368024996677445?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114368024996677445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114368024996677445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114368024996677445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114368024996677445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114335470881343714</id><published>2006-03-25T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:31:48.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Waster #13846</title><content type='html'>If you've seen over 70 of these movies.... you have way too much time to waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;() Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;() The Mexican&lt;br /&gt;() Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;() Never-ending Story&lt;br /&gt;() Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;() Garden State&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;() Young Frankenstien&lt;br /&gt;() AnchorMan&lt;br /&gt;(x) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;() Saw&lt;br /&gt;() White noise&lt;br /&gt;() White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here? :5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;() Jason&lt;br /&gt;() Scream&lt;br /&gt;() Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;() American Pie&lt;br /&gt;() American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;() American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil I&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;(x) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here : 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Village&lt;br /&gt;() Donnie Darko&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;() Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;() 13 Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;(x) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;() Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;() White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;() Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(x) Thirteen going on 30&lt;br /&gt;() I,Robot&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball&lt;br /&gt;() Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;() Universal Soldier 2&lt;br /&gt;() A Series Of Unfortunate Events &lt;br /&gt;() Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;() Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;() Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;() Seven &lt;br /&gt;(x) Oceans Eleven&lt;br /&gt;() Oceans Twelve&lt;br /&gt;(x) Identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;() Predator I&lt;br /&gt;() Predator II&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence day&lt;br /&gt;() Cujo&lt;br /&gt;() A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;() Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;() Christine &lt;br /&gt;() ET&lt;br /&gt;() Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;() My boss' daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;() Frailty&lt;br /&gt;() Best bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;(x) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;() Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;() Sideways&lt;br /&gt;() Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever after&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;() Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-men 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-men 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;() The Others&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;() Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;() Miracle&lt;br /&gt;() Old School&lt;br /&gt;() Ray&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;() K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here : 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;() Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;() Hitch&lt;br /&gt;() The Fifth Element&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;() Star Wars episode II Attack of The Clones&lt;br /&gt;() Star Wars episode III Revenge of The Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars episode VI Return of The Jedi&lt;br /&gt;() Troop Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;() Swimming with Sharks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Air Force One&lt;br /&gt;(x) For Richer or Poorer&lt;br /&gt;() Trainspotting&lt;br /&gt;() People under the stairs&lt;br /&gt;() Blue Velvet&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sound of music&lt;br /&gt;(x) Parent Trap&lt;br /&gt;() The Burbs&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;() Empire Records&lt;br /&gt;() SLC Punk&lt;br /&gt;() Meet Joe Black&lt;br /&gt;() Wild girls&lt;br /&gt;() Clockwork Orange&lt;br /&gt;() the Order&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spiderman&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spiderman 2&lt;br /&gt;() Amelie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Incredibles&lt;br /&gt;() Collateral&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Fast &amp; The Furious&lt;br /&gt;() 2 Fast 2 Furious&lt;br /&gt;() Sky Captain Of The World Of Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;() Closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saved&lt;br /&gt;() Bowling For Columbine&lt;br /&gt;() Farenheit 9/11&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Sixth Sense&lt;br /&gt;() Artificial intelligence&lt;br /&gt;(x) Love actually&lt;br /&gt;() Shutter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ella Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;(x) Princess diaries 1&lt;br /&gt;() Princess diaries 2&lt;br /&gt;() Constantine&lt;br /&gt;() Million Dollar Baby&lt;br /&gt;() Envy&lt;br /&gt;() Eurotrip&lt;br /&gt;() Malibu's Most wanted&lt;br /&gt;() Big Daddy&lt;br /&gt;() Black Sheep&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Breakfast Club&lt;br /&gt;() West side story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here : 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;() Spanglish&lt;br /&gt;() Pulp Fiction&lt;br /&gt;() Sleepover&lt;br /&gt;() Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;() Killer Klowns From Outer Space&lt;br /&gt;() Vanilla Sky&lt;br /&gt;() Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;() Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind&lt;br /&gt;() Interview With The Vampire&lt;br /&gt;() The Crow&lt;br /&gt;() The Crow 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Crow 3&lt;br /&gt;() Purple Rain&lt;br /&gt;() Reservoir Dogs&lt;br /&gt;() Wayne's World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Wayne's World 2&lt;br /&gt;() 21 Grams&lt;br /&gt;() Blow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Edward Scissorhands&lt;br /&gt;() Clerks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;() Guess who&lt;br /&gt;() monster in-law&lt;br /&gt;() Elf&lt;br /&gt;(x) Stuart little&lt;br /&gt;(x) Stuart little 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mall Rats&lt;br /&gt;() Chasing Amy&lt;br /&gt;() Dogma&lt;br /&gt;() Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total here: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Beetlejuice&lt;br /&gt;() The Last Samurai&lt;br /&gt;() The Amityville Horror&lt;br /&gt;() The Aviator&lt;br /&gt;(x) Romeo and Juliet&lt;br /&gt;() Barbershop&lt;br /&gt;() Beauty Shop&lt;br /&gt;(x) legally blonde&lt;br /&gt;(x) legally blonde 2&lt;br /&gt;() the forgotten&lt;br /&gt;() confessions of a teenage drama queen&lt;br /&gt;() the grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total on everything: 67ish... I don't trust the math i do in my head :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114335470881343714?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114335470881343714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114335470881343714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114335470881343714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114335470881343714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-waster-13846.html' title='Time Waster #13846'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114334088619666234</id><published>2006-03-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:41:26.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From horrible to Hoorah!</title><content type='html'>Somehow this week managed to go from being extremely crappy to amazing! &lt;br /&gt;I started this week with roughly 70 hours of practicum to do. &lt;br /&gt;I am now down to about 45!&lt;br /&gt;I've down 23 hours of practicum from Monday to Friday this week and remember some hours I forgot to add into my calculations for February. &lt;br /&gt;So it seems managable!&lt;br /&gt;And I also managed to finish two major assignments a week early! So no I only have 3 to do for Thursday. I'm hoping to finish a good chunk of my Systematic Theology questions tonight and finish them by tomorrow. Do one of my gospels assignments on Monday and then the other one on Wednesday. Then I will be down to only two assignments for the rest of the school year. Hoorah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to apply for a job at another library that goes from this April til next April- perfect timing. Its 17.5 hours a week but thats manageable. I want to take at least one course by distance ed this summer and if I get the other library job I would only have to work the one job or minimal hours at a second one. And that would enable me to dedicate a lot of time to a distance ed course and some summer practicum stuff. So pray that if its meant to be I'll get the job because there are some obstables (time off and availability) that I fear might make it hard to get the job. But we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I suppose I should do some homework... bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is in sight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114334088619666234?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114334088619666234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114334088619666234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114334088619666234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114334088619666234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/from-horrible-to-hoorah.html' title='From horrible to Hoorah!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114316590436692271</id><published>2006-03-23T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:05:04.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New....</title><content type='html'>So I changed my template. The other was just too... stupid girly. Besides this one is pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my literature review today and handed it in! Woohoo! I can't tell you how happy that makes me. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not going to count the assignments I have left. That will just depress me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an emotionally trying day. Although one of my better ones this week. &lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't emotionally trying because of selfish reasons or anything. &lt;br /&gt;The speaker in chapel was just.... wow. He was from Voice of the Martyrs. And his stories and the videos. I don't feel like going into it too much. There was a lot of conviction, a lot of sadness, and some tears. I'll maybe write more when I've processed it a tad more. &lt;br /&gt;And another emotionally trying moment. Without going into too much detail to protect identities and feelings and all that.... I just found out some stuff about some of the kids I volunteer with. And wow. When I found out I make more at my part time job then a dad that supports a family of 6 (per hour wage).... how is that supposed to make you feel? &lt;br /&gt;And just hearing all the friends or family members that have been in hospital recently- one dealing with the effects of alcoholism.... Its just tough to hear. &lt;br /&gt;today was an awesome day in sewing club though. We didn't sew. We just hung out and talked. I got to know the girls a whole lot more and I just felt an increased attachment and closeness. And the coolest thing happened when I was leaving. We were walking out of the Hands House and this lady waved and smiled the hugest smile. (People in the neighbourhood know the House) I didn't know her but she just gave me the hugest smile and waved anyways. And then when I drove by her she smiled again and waved. And I just laughed with glee. Yes I actually laughed with glee. I have no other way to describe it. I'm starting to feel connected to the neighbourhood- even if its very slighty. I hope with continued working with Judi and  Tool Time this summer that feeling with grow stronger and deeper. &lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. So somehow i got stuck behind the same slow lady on the Yellowhead. I kid you not, the very same lady! What are the chances???? Grrr! (Maybe God is saying something about patience to me... haha. I already know I have to work on that!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114316590436692271?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114316590436692271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114316590436692271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114316590436692271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114316590436692271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/new.html' title='New....'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114299377096554547</id><published>2006-03-21T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:16:11.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress...Relief</title><content type='html'>So I started today stressed out to the max. I blame it all on the stupid lady in front of me going 60 on the Yellowhead from St Albert Trail to 107th. I couldn't pass her because of the traffic in the next lane. I know we were in the "slow" lane but go the freakin speed limit! And consider most people drive 70-90 on the Yellowhead she was doing 10-30 below the speed limit. An accident waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I just needed to rant about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant number two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicum Hours.&lt;br /&gt;How in the world am I going to do them all? Even just the amount I need to graduate. There is no way I'm not graduating with my friends. That would be the crappiest of all crappy things in the world. &lt;br /&gt;So I was just super stressed about that and ready to quit school. I had no desire to worship in chapel. [bad me I know i couldn't help it though] plus i kinda felt i was at a staged concert not worship. but thats besides the point. &lt;br /&gt;I wrote like 3 pages in my journal while prof. guthrie spoke. I listened too but I really just needed to get a crapload of stuff off my chest. And that is what I did. I find my journal is targeted to a single topic lately. One that requires "Do Not Read" post-its. (I hand my journal in for one of my courses and if I don't want something read then I stick a "Do not read" post it on the page and that is respected...i hope!) The 3rd time all year and this time they are like every second page!!! But that just helped clear my mind quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;And tonight I got my rough and first draft of my Literature Review done! Yippee. Its only 7 and I accomplished that. That make my outlook brighter! And I'm feeling significantly better about practicum hours too. I'm going to help with the youth silent auction this friday! Which will be a ton of hours! &lt;br /&gt;So this is how my week for practicum hours looks.&lt;br /&gt;Monday- 2 hours meeting with Judi&lt;br /&gt;               2.5 hours carnival budget&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- none&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- hopefully 1.5 hours cleaning room&lt;br /&gt;                   potentially 2 hours CFM bulletin board&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- 2 hours sewing club&lt;br /&gt;Friday- 1 hour filing&lt;br /&gt;            7-8 hours silent auction&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- fundraising prep 1 hour&lt;br /&gt; Sunday- .5 hour kids worship &lt;br /&gt;So that puts my grand total for the week at..... 18-19 hours! Holy shiza! Thats a lot of hours. Let me see that puts me at... hopefully 55 hours left! Not bad for starting at about 75 at the beginning of this week! &lt;br /&gt;Life is looking brighter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giant sigh of relief*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114299377096554547?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114299377096554547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114299377096554547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114299377096554547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114299377096554547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/stressrelief.html' title='Stress...Relief'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114290828562920375</id><published>2006-03-20T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:31:25.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine...</title><content type='html'>Does someone have a time machine I could borrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today I have 70 hours of practicum to do in 5 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;Holy crap! &lt;br /&gt;well I need 30 more to graduate- but it'll definately screw with my GPA.  AHHHH! I can finish the hours over the summer though and that'll fix my mark. This is seriously uncool. I have to work like crazy at both school and practicum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this reason this entry will be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in ending now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114290828562920375?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114290828562920375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114290828562920375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114290828562920375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114290828562920375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114283203483824690</id><published>2006-03-19T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T22:20:34.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like these weird blog things..</title><content type='html'>Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Say the following questions aloud, and press play.&lt;br /&gt;Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CHEATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How does the world see me?:&lt;br /&gt;Harmony by Gordon Lightfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will I have a happy life?:&lt;br /&gt;Cadillac Ranch by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do my friends really think of me?:&lt;br /&gt;Mend by Jann Arden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do people secretly love me?:&lt;br /&gt;Life As We Know It by Carolyn Dawn Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How can I make myself happy?:&lt;br /&gt;Time of your Life (Til your dead) by Matt Mays and El Torpedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What should I do with my life?:&lt;br /&gt;Ride by Amanda Marshall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Will I ever have children?:&lt;br /&gt;Hold On, Hold On by Neko Case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is some good advice for me?:&lt;br /&gt;Hold On by Sarah McLachlan (this is about her boyfriend dying, v. sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How will I be remembered?:&lt;br /&gt;Janeen by Jann Arden (ouch I hope not!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is my signature dancing song?:&lt;br /&gt;Praise You With the Dance by Casting Crown (ironic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do I think my current theme song is?:&lt;br /&gt;I'll Let You Go by Carolyn Dawn Johnson (sad song!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What does everyone else think my current theme song is?:&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Popsicle by Jann Arden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What song will play at my funeral?:&lt;br /&gt;Another Human Being by Jann Arden (actually about good people that have died!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What type of men/women do you like?:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Was A Carpenter by Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is my day going to be like?:&lt;br /&gt;Your Love is Extravegant by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see my playlist is limited to very few artists. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114283203483824690?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114283203483824690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114283203483824690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114283203483824690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114283203483824690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-like-these-weird-blog-things.html' title='I like these weird blog things..'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114281515347022399</id><published>2006-03-19T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:39:13.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Interesting...</title><content type='html'>Okay work itself was not interesting. Its a library so I mean really.&lt;br /&gt;However Pam tried to get me to go to Anahiem with her. I'm contimplating since she would have enough airmiles for air fare for both of us. Yet it still seems like a lot of money. I'm thinking about it... I never do anything crazy like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents bought a condo during the 4.5 hours I was at work. Yeah. Crazy. Insanity. Not really as they have been talking about it for like 3 years. Now this means Jen and I are definately getting an apartment. Since I have no room in the new house. Haha. I was planning on moving out anyways. This just makes it for sure for sure. Kraft Dinner night here I come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got a new 42" plasma tv with the house as well. Personally I think thats the only reason they bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do homework. I did work out though. 45 minutes on the elliptical. An episode of Alias. Woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is setting in though. Assignments are due in 11 days. Yikesabee! (Wow its been a while since I've said that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Anahiem or a new digital camera and a months rent.... decisions, decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114281515347022399?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114281515347022399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114281515347022399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114281515347022399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114281515347022399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/speaking-of-interesting.html' title='Speaking of Interesting...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114278646890300400</id><published>2006-03-19T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T09:41:08.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Times...</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to church this morning. Well it doesn't start for another hour so I guess the correct term would be "i'm not going to church this morning." The roads are still horrible crazy and I don't feel like driving to church for probably 45 minutes being their for half an hour to then drive the 45 minutes back to work. Its just not logical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a few hours to kill before work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I hope to accomplish in that time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Work out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Homework&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all I hope to accomplish. I have very low goals today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through surfing blogs I've discovered way too many people write about politics. Okay maybe I shouldn't say way too many. It just seems an exorbenent amount. I also saw some weird pictures of Emma Watson (aka Hermoine) drinking beer. She is 15. And that was random. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jileane- yes. feel priveleged. You are a priveleged sort of person. And yes crappit will go down in history and will be remembered for all time, or at least until next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony- I think I puked in my mouth a little.... sweat in the vatofood. *shudder* I don't want to think about it. The sweating is just going to get worse in Thailand. From the few people I know that are there doing their internships, they say there are lots of internet cafes. I'm excited for you guys to go to Thailand and Pakistan. Both sound like amazing opportunities. I'll be praying tons for you guys! ps. I miss the man underneath the layer of sweat more than the sweat...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena- I've heard about the KFC biscuts. That is weird. I could go for a biscut right now. When you get back we will have to have a KFC, certain unnamed television show *ahem*, and caramel apple day. Maybe a little bit of ice cream thrown in there. If we are going to be that unhealthy we might as well go all the way! Remember everything that happens in Thailand and Pakistan so you can tell me about. And I mean everything. Every detail. That is your mission should you choose to accept it. And accept it you must! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess I could go start on my list of things to do before work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something interesting happens at work I'll write later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114278646890300400?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114278646890300400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114278646890300400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114278646890300400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114278646890300400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-times.html' title='Sunday Times...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114274236091191470</id><published>2006-03-18T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:26:00.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Thing...</title><content type='html'>Name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head..&lt;br /&gt;Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jeff&lt;br /&gt;2. Jileane&lt;br /&gt;3. Amberlie&lt;br /&gt;4. Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;5. Keryn&lt;br /&gt;6. Erin&lt;br /&gt;7. Daniel&lt;br /&gt;8. Corie&lt;br /&gt;9. Ian&lt;br /&gt;10.Charlie&lt;br /&gt;11. Joey&lt;br /&gt;12. Brit&lt;br /&gt;13. Dhiraj&lt;br /&gt;14. Jessica&lt;br /&gt;15. Lynne&lt;br /&gt;16. Lena&lt;br /&gt;17. Tony&lt;br /&gt;18. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;19. Alex&lt;br /&gt;20. Renee&lt;br /&gt;21. Cindie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: how did you meet 14?&lt;br /&gt;Jr High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: what would you have to do to see 10?&lt;br /&gt;Stay at her house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: what would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;HAhahah... no comment. Both are otherwise involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: would 21 and 12 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;Um. Not at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: describe 6:&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I love Erin. we go all the way back to cross grade homeroom. She's overseas and I miss her horribly. She is the sweetest thing ever. I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you think 19 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt; Um... awkward! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: tell me something humiliating about 17:&lt;br /&gt;Oh where to start... He is sweaty... haha. I miss tony's sweat. I bet its even grosser in Hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you know any of 4's family members?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I've met her dad and her aunt. And her grandma stepped on my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: what would you do if 18 just confessed they liked you?&lt;br /&gt;Again, awkward. I'll tell her I liked her too :D she's a great friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: when's the last time you talked to 13?&lt;br /&gt;Since I broke his "I swear I'll never talk to Kristi again..." thing, a couple days ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: what is 2's favorite band?&lt;br /&gt;Hawksley workman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: would you ever date 5?&lt;br /&gt;I don't swing that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: is 11 single?&lt;br /&gt;He's lik 15 so I think so. But i never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 16?&lt;br /&gt;Me and lena are quite serious already. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: where does 15 live?&lt;br /&gt;There is a Shell station right by it, and near a traffic circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: are number 7 &amp; 8 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you like 1?&lt;br /&gt;jeff is my great friend from cmc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: thoughts on 3?&lt;br /&gt;Oh the history. Forks and boys, beads and noses. Great times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114274236091191470?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114274236091191470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114274236091191470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114274236091191470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114274236091191470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/fun-thing.html' title='Fun Thing...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-114273890049054806</id><published>2006-03-18T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:28:20.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>Okay. &lt;br /&gt;So I'm back. &lt;br /&gt;Its been a while.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like its time to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um don't read too much into my whole layout. Unless you are certain people who know certain things. Then read as much into it as you like. But please don't ask me about it. I'm confused as a dizzy catepillar. Or something. And that is all I will speak on the subject for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have created a new word. Crappit. It refers to the roads conditions here. Its snowed like 30 cm since last night. Its horrible. I suppose crappit could describe many things though. What I'm not sure- insert your own things crappit describes here-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is drawing to a close! Which is sad and relieving all at the same time. I've decided to stay at Vanguard for 3 more years. &lt;br /&gt;All of my classmates but one are in Thailand right now. I miss them something fierce. 39 days til they come home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to youth last night for the first time in a long time. It was some good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of Tim Hortons after midnight and alarming number of people know something about me that I almost wish they didn't. But Daniel has his fingers crossed for me so I think that makes me feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was horribly slow today. Normally the library is a gong show of busy-ness. Today was brutal. Nothing to do. But I did get paid great to do very little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am blogging again. I sort of missed it. And I want this one to last. I plan to have a much more exciting life so hopefully it will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-114273890049054806?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/114273890049054806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=114273890049054806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114273890049054806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/114273890049054806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-113371738594288605</id><published>2005-12-04T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T10:29:45.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness...</title><content type='html'>I have been sick. Since Friday. Yet I went to work yesterday. The longest 8 hours of my life!&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and layed on the couch. Watched the w-5 on degrassi. Then went to my parents bed and watched Zoe Busiek Wild Card. Then fell asleep at 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying home from church and work today. &lt;br /&gt;I strongly dislike being sick.&lt;br /&gt;It's no fun! &lt;br /&gt;I really need to get better for tomorrow though. I can't miss any of the last week of classes. That would just be bad. &lt;br /&gt;Plus I have to get my lunch with PA so I better be there to say all the memory verses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-113371738594288605?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/113371738594288605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=113371738594288605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113371738594288605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113371738594288605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2005/12/sickness.html' title='Sickness...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-113348448648092617</id><published>2005-12-01T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:48:06.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week is almost done...</title><content type='html'>That makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Because that means I've wasted a lot of this week.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go "home" and eat KD and read the Beauty of Spiritual Language.&lt;br /&gt;Yipee.&lt;br /&gt;Then pick up Amberlie from the mall. Or maybe from work. that would be easier.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have less time than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Must go now.&lt;br /&gt;Buh bye now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-113348448648092617?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/113348448648092617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=113348448648092617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113348448648092617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113348448648092617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2005/12/week-is-almost-done.html' title='The week is almost done...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-113337280995496625</id><published>2005-11-30T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T10:46:49.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats like Tuna...</title><content type='html'>Okay. So cats like tuna. That is obvious.&lt;br /&gt;But do they have to like it so much that they eat yours when its on the counter?&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for mayonnaise and turned my back for one second when Cosmo jumps up and starts eating my tuna!&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully there isn't some sort of disease that is transfered from cat to tuna to human because I am definately eating that tuna at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall and visited Amberlie on her break.&lt;br /&gt;Was practicing my story for KTC class and talking out loud in my car. Unfortunately I continued the talking out loud &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; I got out of my car. Yes there goes that weird girl talking to herself again ;)&lt;br /&gt;Its only 10:45 and it feels like the day has been super long already. But I did get up at 6:40. So it has been kind of long already.&lt;br /&gt;And I stayed up late talking on msn. which I don't regret as it was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have class at 11:00 and then one at 12:00 and then one at 1:30-3:00. This is going to be a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I probably post later when I'm bored again after doing homework for hours.&lt;br /&gt;kristi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-113337280995496625?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/113337280995496625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=113337280995496625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113337280995496625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113337280995496625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2005/11/cats-like-tuna.html' title='Cats like Tuna...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19437611.post-113331575780555321</id><published>2005-11-29T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:55:57.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And yet again.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I start these things.&lt;br /&gt;I always end up abandoning them.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling out of touch.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe by other people reading what I write I'll feel more with it.&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19437611-113331575780555321?l=hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/113331575780555321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19437611&amp;postID=113331575780555321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113331575780555321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19437611/posts/default/113331575780555321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkgiraffe.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-yet-again.html' title='And yet again.'/><author><name>Kristi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFpRKlQQoOk/TnDXSibKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/paS54QHTw6U/s220/ella015%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
