<?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-21687528</id><updated>2011-11-02T04:54:00.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mundane Life of Emily Kate</title><subtitle type='html'>(Because mediochrity is the cornerstone of civilization as we know it)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5933951311909150801</id><published>2008-02-25T11:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:07:14.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/R8Ly7V_kbzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4sHfvQDnAdI/s1600-h/pncg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/R8Ly7V_kbzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4sHfvQDnAdI/s400/pncg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170962423504727858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5933951311909150801?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5933951311909150801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5933951311909150801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5933951311909150801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5933951311909150801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/R8Ly7V_kbzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4sHfvQDnAdI/s72-c/pncg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-3261649825069726253</id><published>2008-01-13T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:32:27.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily Meets Mojitos</title><content type='html'>The story so far:&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night I went to to McGuinness landing and ordered a pomegranite mojito.  The waitress, who was pretty busy since it was friday night and there was a rush after the power came back on Friday, brought me a Raspberry Mojito instead, in a delicious twist of fate.  It was so ridiculousl, delightfully, amazingly good that i had another with dinner.  The ingredients were listed as cane syrup, mint, raspberry vodka, and lime.  My mission was clear: Recreate that drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal:&lt;br /&gt;The mojito I had at McGuinness Landing was, as previously mentioned, delicious.  The best thing Matt and I could think to compare it to was a white freezie.  But... a fresh, delicious, alcoholic white freezie.  Not that you could taste the alcohol, which was awesome.  It was refreshing and slightly minty.  The Mojito was presented in a tall, thin glass.  It had sprigs of mint in the bottom held in place with ice cubes, the drink was poured on top, what looked like a raspberry slightly muddled (bar terminology for smashed) on top, and a fresh raspberry or two and lime wedge as garnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 1:&lt;br /&gt;Found all ingredients, except cane syrup.  Discovered that many recipes call for "simple syrup" (water and sugar boiled and cooled) or sugar.  Simple syrup is preferred because it dissolves better, but I chose to use confectioners sugar because I thought it would dissolve well and save the mess of boiling sugar water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe so far:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Placed mint leaves from 1 sprig of mint in bottom of glass, muddled with back of spoon&lt;br /&gt;2.  Put some ice on top&lt;br /&gt;3.  Mixed 2oz Raspberry Vodka, somewhere between 1.5 and 2 oz lime juice, appx 1 tbsp confectioners sugar and a little bit of water in cocktail shaker.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Like a dummy, poured it in the glass without tasting.  Added raspberries, tasted.  Not even close to sweet enough, vodka flavour too strong.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Dumped whole mess in cocktail shaker... screw presentation.  Added more water &amp;amp; 2 more tbsp of sugar.  Shook, poured back in glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: Tasty, but not quite sweet enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 2:&lt;br /&gt;1 &amp;amp; 2: Same as round 1&lt;br /&gt;3: Mixed 2oz Raspberry Vodka, probably 1oz lime juice, 4tbsp confectioners sugar, water to appx. 3/4 fill cocktail shaker, shook&lt;br /&gt;4.  Poured into glass, topped with raspberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result:  Close, but not quite.  Sweetness seemed right, but vodka flavour came through more than the first time, likely due to the drink not being diluted enough.  Hypothesize that same lime juice as round 1 with slightly more sugar and water will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to finish my drink, so I can get on with round 3...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-3261649825069726253?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3261649825069726253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=3261649825069726253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3261649825069726253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3261649825069726253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2008/01/emily-meets-mojitos.html' title='Emily Meets Mojitos'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8199256865762917504</id><published>2007-09-17T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:26:18.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Girly am I? (yoinked from Kama)</title><content type='html'>How Girly Am I?&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own over 10 bottles of nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a designer purse&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own perfume that cost over $60&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You had/have fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more body/hair products than you can use&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your pet is a chihuahua/Pomeranian/Terri&lt;br /&gt;er/Siamese&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have clothes/shoes/accessories for your pet&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have enough clothes to cover an entire refugee camp.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have enough pictures to create your own wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A pink comforter, carpeting, walls or sheets.&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Spend more time at the mall than you do at home/work&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a hair color that is not natural&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have "blonde moments" at least once a day&lt;br /&gt;[x] Buy stuff because it's awesome and then never wear it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Constantly keep your phone at your side&lt;br /&gt;[x] Dance around in your room when nobody else is home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a name for your car&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know what celebrity is dating who and who broke up this week&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Refuse to go out in public without makeup&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Prefer to be called "princess"&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you adore:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Makeup&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Glitter&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Color Pink&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shopping&lt;br /&gt;[x] Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;[x] Chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;[x] Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disney Movies&lt;br /&gt;[x] Candles&lt;br /&gt;[X] Flowers&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;[x] Purses&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you shop at:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Coach-the outlet store&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;[x] Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Guess&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Claires&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Express&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Delias&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MAC&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sephora&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bebe&lt;br /&gt;total so far:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SAY:&lt;br /&gt;[x]Bitch&lt;br /&gt;[x] Whatever&lt;br /&gt;[x] Oh my gosh/goodness&lt;br /&gt;[x] Honey&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fugly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] That's hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dunzo&lt;br /&gt;[x] Darling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Psh&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Skank&lt;br /&gt;[x] Totally&lt;br /&gt;[x] For Sure&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fantabulous&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Read:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;[x] Glamour&lt;br /&gt;[x] Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Elle Girl&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Teen Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Us Weekly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Self&lt;br /&gt;[x] PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dlisted.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 17online.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] people.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] usmagazine.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popsugar.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink Is The New Blog.com&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Love These:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Now &amp;amp; Then&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[x] Where the Heart is&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Just My Luck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;[x] Centerstage&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bring it On&lt;br /&gt;[x] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mona Lisa Smile&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My Girl&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you Addicted to...&lt;br /&gt;[ ] America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[x] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8th &amp;amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sex &amp;amp; the City&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laguna Beach/The Hills&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count how many you checked, multiply by 2, and that is your girly percentage!&lt;br /&gt;I'm apparently 94% girly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8199256865762917504?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8199256865762917504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8199256865762917504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8199256865762917504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8199256865762917504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-girly-am-i-yoinked-from-kama.html' title='How Girly am I? (yoinked from Kama)'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-7401216734484671950</id><published>2007-09-11T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:41:28.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.  Love.  Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://canada.zappos.com/images/724/7248466/5089-273083-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://canada.zappos.com/images/724/7248466/5089-273083-d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about these makes me giddy and stupid.  One day they shall be mine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-7401216734484671950?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7401216734484671950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=7401216734484671950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/7401216734484671950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/7401216734484671950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-love-love.html' title='Love.  Love.  Love.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5796547661731571064</id><published>2007-09-06T21:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:52:24.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother, the Engineer</title><content type='html'>Backstory:  My mom bought a spiffy new flat panel tv when our old one died but (as I discovered today) couldn't get the remotes set up properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's Events: &lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Emily, were you watching TV today?  The TV's not working." &lt;br /&gt;Em: "Yes...?" &lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Could you come up here please?&lt;br /&gt;When I got home the tv was on but the cable was off" &lt;br /&gt;Em: "Doesn't the cable remote do both?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "No..." &lt;br /&gt;Mom: *Fiddles with controls on the remote, bringing up various menus* &lt;br /&gt;Em: "So you tried turning everything on and off, right?" &lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Yeah and that's all that comes up..." *gestures at screen that is blank except for menus* "..maybe because it's burned into the screen from you leaving it on!  All I wanted to do was watch my thousand dollar TV and now you've wrecked it!" &lt;br /&gt;Em: "If there was an image burned into the entire screen then why would you be able to see the menus?"&lt;br /&gt;*Mom continues to lecture me about... whatever, as I fiddle with the tv, changing the input and testing out a dvd, which obviously worked*&lt;br /&gt;Em: "Is the cable out?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom: *calls rogers* &lt;br /&gt;*a few minutes go by*&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "The cable's out."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5796547661731571064?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5796547661731571064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5796547661731571064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5796547661731571064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5796547661731571064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mother-engineer.html' title='My Mother, the Engineer'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8511916032117832050</id><published>2007-09-06T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:04:01.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the vehicle you are currently driving:</title><content type='html'>Very long? &lt;br /&gt;Devoid of Seatbelts? &lt;br /&gt;Yellow? &lt;br /&gt;Driving children to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answered no to any of the above, you are not driving school bus and therefore do NOT have to come to a complete stop before a railway crossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8511916032117832050?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8511916032117832050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8511916032117832050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8511916032117832050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8511916032117832050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-vehicle-you-are-currently-driving.html' title='Is the vehicle you are currently driving:'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-1588383409065908843</id><published>2007-09-05T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:45:24.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crime Against Fashion &amp; Business Etiquette</title><content type='html'>This morning at starbucks, as I sipped my white chocolate mocha and read my book, I noticed an impeccably groomed woman in a (gorgeous) tailored white suit sitting across from a younger man in a flaming neon green flece sweater.  Upon further covert observation, I discovered that the young man was a web designer and they were discussing a website for the woman's business.  I also discovered that the man had paired his hideous fleece sweater with tearaway pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-1588383409065908843?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1588383409065908843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=1588383409065908843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1588383409065908843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1588383409065908843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/crime-against-fashion-business.html' title='A Crime Against Fashion &amp; Business Etiquette'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5426016002389171889</id><published>2007-08-24T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T10:26:50.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of my last full day of co-op...</title><content type='html'>I present the two most offensive jokes I've heard since I started working here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Q: "Which two fingers pleasure women the most?"&lt;br /&gt;    A: "These ones, 'cause they're MINE!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Q: "What food cuts a woman's sex drive at least in half?"&lt;br /&gt;    A: "Wedding Cake"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5426016002389171889?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5426016002389171889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5426016002389171889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5426016002389171889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5426016002389171889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-honor-of-my-last-full-day-of-co-op.html' title='In honor of my last full day of co-op...'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-423349920841585468</id><published>2007-08-16T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:08:25.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"They're like big, white rats... made of rubber"</title><content type='html'>This morning at work there was a possum behind the watercooler.  It was unceremoniously beheaded with a shovel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always assumed that possums were kind of like mice or rats, you know, fairly harmless.  So when the possum was discovered, and people were trying to figure out who would kill it, I asked: "Where's the cat?" &lt;br /&gt;Apparently, our cat is no match for a possum, even a baby possum.  (See title)&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a possum can chew through a tire.  Is that how they end up as roadkill so often... looking for tires to chew? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS ... &lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it was only a baby possum, which means there are more possums lurking about somewhere.... DUM DUM DUMMMMMMMMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-423349920841585468?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/423349920841585468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=423349920841585468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/423349920841585468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/423349920841585468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/theyre-like-big-white-rats-made-of.html' title='&quot;They&apos;re like big, white rats... made of rubber&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5781405630231150371</id><published>2007-08-10T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T15:07:42.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Access, I hate it so good.</title><content type='html'>Currently I'm working on a vb6 project that is meant to insert the same sets of data into a database in access database and one in pervasive.  Now, I was anticipating all sorts of trouble with the pervasive side of things (mainly because I've never used pervasive) but that worked beautifully.  The code to insert the data into the access table, on the other hand, is ruthlessly being rejected due to a "Syntax Error".  Oddly, if I type the EXACT SAME QUERY into the access query sql view, it works like a charm.  Literally, once the query fails the string is outputted to a text box on the form, and then I copy and paste it over, and bam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've combed over 12 pages of google search results and gotten NOTHING.  Nothing but morons who put vb variable names into their query instead of concatenating them and people with single quotes all over their data.  You know, REAL syntax errors instead of imaginary ones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my personal favourite: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi, im fairly new to asp and would like to write information to an access database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried websites that have scripts but the ones i have saw are fairly complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i have is a form for the user to input information and then i want it to write to a pasific table in microsoft access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can share or tell me how to do this it would be very much appricated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Marc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go stab myself in the eye with a pen now.  Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5781405630231150371?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5781405630231150371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5781405630231150371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5781405630231150371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5781405630231150371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate-access-i-hate-it-so-good.html' title='I hate Access, I hate it so good.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5334614278539624947</id><published>2007-08-09T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T13:31:20.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Apples.</title><content type='html'>I hate vb6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VB6 and I were highschool sweethearts, but that was before I got up close and personal with it's younger, more flexible cousin (c#.net).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documentation for vb6 especially is a pain in the ass.  I searched for visual basic &lt;&gt; operator at msdn online's VB resource center and returned a slew of pages on c#.  There was a link at the top of the page to narrow down the searches, so I clicked visual basic, and when the page had finally loaded over the 28.8kbps dialup connection we have at work, it was ALL c# pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like walking into a library and saying hi, I'd like to know about apple seeds.  The librarian says, well we have lots of books about fruit. And you say that you really want to know about apples, and the librarian's like, well we have all of these books (mostly on oranges) that have information about fruit, what kind of fruit would you like to know about?  And you say apples, and the librarian painstakingly digs out every book there is on oranges and hands them all to you in a stack 8,764 or so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you're like fuck that, I'll just look myself.  And then you dig through piles of crap (Apples at the Movies?  Wtf?) trying to find the specific piece of information on apple seeds that you need to make your project work, all the while seeing tonnes of advertisements for oranges, and thinking damn, oranges are tasty, I wish I had some right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually you discover that when you're dealing with apple seeds, the &lt;&gt; , as you suspected, simply means not equal to.  Why couldn't they use a freaking != like oranges and all the other cool fruits? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(See title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5334614278539624947?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5334614278539624947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5334614278539624947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5334614278539624947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5334614278539624947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-apples.html' title='Stupid Apples.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-6721143535022628313</id><published>2007-04-17T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:45:39.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother: "Aliens are bullies"</title><content type='html'>I went to pick up my little brother from daycare, and as he was getting his coat on, I took a look at the art around the room.  The children had drawn pictures about bullies, and the daycare employees had written underneath what the children said about their picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other childrens' pictures included depictions of bullies eating bugs, bullies pulling hair, "a bully pushed me and I told him stop I don't like that", "bullies are mean". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother's picture was captioned, "Aliens are bullies".  With a picture of an alien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-6721143535022628313?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6721143535022628313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=6721143535022628313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/6721143535022628313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/6721143535022628313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-brother-aliens-are-bullies.html' title='My Brother: &quot;Aliens are bullies&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4984009043994443382</id><published>2007-04-16T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:13:20.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my fine is $250</title><content type='html'>Smoked pot -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Did acid -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Ever had sex at church -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you -- $40&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone on Facebook -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Had sex for money -- $100&lt;br /&gt;Ever had sex with the a Puerto Rican -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Vandalized something -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Had sex on your parents' bed -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Beat up someone -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Been jumped -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Crossed dressed -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Given money to stripper -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Been in love with a stripper -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Kissed some one who's name you didn't know -- $0.10&lt;br /&gt;Hit on some one of the same sex while at work -- $15&lt;br /&gt;Ever drive drunk -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk -- $50&lt;br /&gt;Used toys while having sex -- $30&lt;br /&gt;Got drunk, passed and don't remember the night before -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Went skinny dipping -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Had sex in a pool -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone of the same sex -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone of the same sex -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Masturbated -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Done oral -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Got oral -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Done / got oral in a car while it was moving -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Stole something -- $10&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone in jail -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Made a nasty home video -- $15&lt;br /&gt;Had a threesome -- $50&lt;br /&gt;Had sex in the wild -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Been in the same room while someone was having sex -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone 10 years older -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Peed in the pool -- $0.50&lt;br /&gt;Played spin the bottle -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with your best friend -- $20&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone you work with at work -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Had anal sex -- $80&lt;br /&gt;Lied to your mate -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Lied to your mate about the sex being good -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Been in love with two people or more at the same time -- $50&lt;br /&gt;Said you love someone but didn't mean it -- $25&lt;br /&gt;Went streaking -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Went streaking in broad daylight -- $15&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested -- $5&lt;br /&gt;Spent time in jail -- $15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4984009043994443382?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4984009043994443382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4984009043994443382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4984009043994443382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4984009043994443382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-fine-is-250.html' title='my fine is $250'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-1607299456766569960</id><published>2007-03-21T23:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:44:46.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stuff.kind-of-blue.net/2007/02/21/2006-12-11-cats-not-that-funny.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://stuff.kind-of-blue.net/2007/02/21/2006-12-11-cats-not-that-funny.png" 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/21687528-1607299456766569960?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1607299456766569960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=1607299456766569960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1607299456766569960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1607299456766569960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/cats.html' title='Cats'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8374801552408063372</id><published>2007-03-14T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:31:41.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Movie Quiz</title><content type='html'>SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, go to your own facebook account, paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(x) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;(x) AnchorMan&lt;br /&gt;() Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;() Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw&lt;br /&gt;( ) Saw II&lt;br /&gt;( ) White Noise&lt;br /&gt;() White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;() 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(x ) The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Scream&lt;br /&gt;() Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;( ) American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;() Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Village&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;(x) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning&lt;br /&gt;( ) White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(x) 13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;( ) I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;(x) Robots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;() Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(x) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;(x) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;() KingPin&lt;br /&gt;() Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;() Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;() Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;() Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;(x ) KING KONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dumber &amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Surviving X-MAS&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flubber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Harold &amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;( ) From Hell&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;( ) Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Whole Ten Yards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;( ) Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;( ) Just Married&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gothika&lt;br /&gt;( ) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;( ) Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Grudge 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Mask&lt;br /&gt;( ) Son Of The Mask (CaP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;() Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lucky Number Slevin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bourne Identity&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bourne Supremecy&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;( ) Curious George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;( ) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;( ) Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;( ) My Bosses Daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;(x) War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;( ) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;(x) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;( ) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminator 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 68&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-Men&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-2&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sky High&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;( ) Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Skulls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 82&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;(x) Miracle on 34th street&lt;br /&gt;() Old School&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;( ) Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ice Castles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;(x) The 40-year-old Virgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 86&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King&lt;br /&gt;(x) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Baseketball&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hostel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waiting for Guffman&lt;br /&gt;( ) House of 1000 Corpses&lt;br /&gt;( ) Devils Rejects&lt;br /&gt;() Elf&lt;br /&gt;() Highlander&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mothman Prophecies&lt;br /&gt;() American History X&lt;br /&gt;( ) Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so Far: 90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Jacket&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shaolin Soccer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Night Watch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monsters Inc.&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shaun Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Willard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) High Tension&lt;br /&gt;(x) Club Dread&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hulk&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dawn Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hook&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chronicles Of Narnia The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;(x) 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;() Orgazmo&lt;br /&gt;( ) Phantasm&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 97&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Kill Bill vol 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kill Bill vol 2&lt;br /&gt;() Mortal Kombat&lt;br /&gt;() Wolf Creek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;( ) the Hills Have Eyes&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Last House on the Left&lt;br /&gt;( ) Re-Animator&lt;br /&gt;( ) Army of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 98&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi&lt;br /&gt;() Ewoks Caravan Of Courage&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks The Battle For Endor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 104&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix Reloaded&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix Revolutions&lt;br /&gt;() Animatrix&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Team America: World Police&lt;br /&gt;() Red Dragon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hannibal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 109&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life.  What can I say?  I love movies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8374801552408063372?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8374801552408063372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8374801552408063372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8374801552408063372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8374801552408063372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/facebook-movie-quiz.html' title='Facebook Movie Quiz'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4595601849094182940</id><published>2007-03-13T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:07:14.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my house</title><content type='html'>Since dean did it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/Rfc36QGDuTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2h0S91a8SaA/s1600-h/475614.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/Rfc36QGDuTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2h0S91a8SaA/s400/475614.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041559781756877106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the drawing and the 10 answers they gave this is a summary of their personality:&lt;br /&gt;Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You love your house and family. You are a gifted artist as well. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. Your life is always full of changes. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, but probably not too accurate since it called me "a gifted artist".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4595601849094182940?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4595601849094182940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4595601849094182940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4595601849094182940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4595601849094182940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-house.html' title='my house'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/Rfc36QGDuTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2h0S91a8SaA/s72-c/475614.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5032610963208064006</id><published>2007-03-12T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:26:39.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost forgot...</title><content type='html'>to actually post what I thought of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW WHERE ARE MY PANTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that, I bid you good night.&lt;br /&gt;-Em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5032610963208064006?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5032610963208064006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5032610963208064006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5032610963208064006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5032610963208064006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-almost-forgot.html' title='I almost forgot...'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-6219943267581950463</id><published>2007-03-12T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:25:25.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>300...</title><content type='html'>...proves that on a big screen, stunning visual effects and cinematography make up for a story that would probably take about a page of fifth grader printing.  The theater sound being REALLY, REALLY loud probably didn't hurt, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also proved that Matt and I can devour over one and a half large popcorns after already having consumed a full meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-6219943267581950463?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6219943267581950463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=6219943267581950463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/6219943267581950463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/6219943267581950463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/300.html' title='300...'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-3746747331732151631</id><published>2007-03-08T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:41:23.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Done 91 Out Of 150 Stupid Things</title><content type='html'>Level 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Smoked A Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;(x) Smoked A Cigar&lt;br /&gt;( )Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex&lt;br /&gt;(x) Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Are / Been In Love&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Fired&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been In A Fist Fight&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Out On A Blind Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;br /&gt;(x) Skipped School&lt;br /&gt;( ) Slept With A Co-worker&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Paris&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Spain&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;(x) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAR: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;br /&gt;(x) Taken Pain Killers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;br /&gt;(x) Made A Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Tea Party&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flown A Kite&lt;br /&gt;(x) Built A Sand Castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gone mudding&lt;br /&gt;(x) Played Dress Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gone Sledding&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Lonely&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;(x) Watched The Sun Set&lt;br /&gt;(x) Felt An Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Tickled&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;(x) Won A Contest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had Detention&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had / Have Braces&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;(x) Danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hated The Way You Look&lt;br /&gt;( ) Witnessed A Crime&lt;br /&gt;( ) Pole Danced&lt;br /&gt;(x) Questioned Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR : 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;(x) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Lost&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;br /&gt;(x) Swam In The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;( ) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sang Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(x) Made Prank Phone Calls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kissed In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;(x) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;(x) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blown Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;(x) Crashed A Party&lt;br /&gt;(x) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had A Wish Come True&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Humped By A Monkey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;(x) Worn Pearls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;br /&gt;(x) Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Fish&lt;br /&gt;(x) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 23&lt;br /&gt;(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;br /&gt;(x) Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;(x) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) Climbed A Tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had/Been In A Tree House&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;(x) Believed In Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes (close... very close) &lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;br /&gt;(x) Visited Jail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 26&lt;br /&gt;(x) Played Chicken&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) Broken A Bone&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Easily Amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 27&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 28&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cheated On A Test&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forgotten Someone's Name&lt;br /&gt;(x) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Skinny Dipping&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;br /&gt;(x) Tried to hurt yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 29&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;br /&gt;( ) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had A Cavity&lt;br /&gt;( ) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Black Mailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 74&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 31&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Used&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Licked A Cat&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bitten Someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) Licked Someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR : 78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 32&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had sex in the rain&lt;br /&gt;( ) Flattened someones tires&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;br /&gt;(x) Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 91 - upon recounting.  I lose 11 somewhere up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91/150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost Your Results Like This...&lt;br /&gt;I've Done (Your Results) Out Of 150 Stupid Things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-3746747331732151631?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3746747331732151631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=3746747331732151631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3746747331732151631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3746747331732151631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/ive-done-80-out-of-150-stupid-things.html' title='I&apos;ve Done 91 Out Of 150 Stupid Things'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-2025397716838648665</id><published>2007-02-20T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:59:17.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to the Interview I Bombed</title><content type='html'>There once was a girl named Emily,&lt;br /&gt;Who always did interviews clumsily. &lt;br /&gt;Her answers weren't bright&lt;br /&gt;or eloquent, but trite;&lt;br /&gt;So she was dismissed quite readily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-2025397716838648665?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2025397716838648665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=2025397716838648665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/2025397716838648665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/2025397716838648665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/ode-to-interview-i-bombed.html' title='An Ode to the Interview I Bombed'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8830129228112263060</id><published>2007-02-08T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:17:55.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>//Get Matt to tell you wtf he wants for lunch - documentation</title><content type='html'>/* There seems to be some confusion over my previously posted code.  It has been misunderstood that Matt.getFoodPreference() actually accepts input from a user.  This is wrong for several reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Matt is obviously an instance of the boy() class, not a user&lt;br /&gt;2.  getFoodPreference() is a method of the boy() class which discovers and returns the boy()'s food preference, whether the boy() is consciously aware of it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How getFoodPreference works: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Ensure that there are favourite foods:&lt;br /&gt;----if there are no items in the favourite foods vector:&lt;br /&gt;......check the boy()'s history of items eaten and pick the one he liked the most&lt;br /&gt;......place it in the favourite foods vector&lt;br /&gt;......if the boy has never eaten, exit the program with error message: "Invalid &lt;br /&gt;......instance of boy object"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Determine how hungry the boy() is&lt;br /&gt;----if int howHungry() returns 0 for not hungry, return(pickRandomFood())&lt;br /&gt;......pickRandomFood() returns a random food item from the boy()'s vector of &lt;br /&gt;......favourite foods&lt;br /&gt;----The vector of favourite foods is ordered from most to least favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Check if the boy() has any cravings; cravings are stored in a vector ordered from most craved to least&lt;br /&gt;----if so, sort through the vector from most to least craved foods and return the&lt;br /&gt;----first one that matches the level of hunger (or exceed by up to 2 points)&lt;br /&gt;----if all of the craved foods are too low, return the first combination of foods&lt;br /&gt;----that matches or exceeds the level of hunger; using multiples of food if necessary&lt;br /&gt;----but using as many different foods as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  If the boy() has no cravings...&lt;br /&gt;----iterate through the vector of favourite foods from most to least &lt;br /&gt;----return the first food that matches (or exceeds by up to 2 points) the level of hunger&lt;br /&gt;----if all of the foods are too low, return the first combination of foods&lt;br /&gt;----that matches or exceeds the level of hunger; using multiples of food if necessary&lt;br /&gt;----but using as many different foods as possible&lt;br /&gt;*/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8830129228112263060?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8830129228112263060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8830129228112263060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8830129228112263060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8830129228112263060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-matt-to-tell-you-wtf-he-wants-for_08.html' title='//Get Matt to tell you wtf he wants for lunch - documentation'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-2907159699347916570</id><published>2007-02-06T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T11:59:42.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>//Get Matt to tell you wtf he wants for lunch</title><content type='html'>food Lunch = new food(); &lt;br /&gt;boy Matt = new boy(); &lt;br /&gt;girl Emily = new girl(); &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while( 1 ){&lt;br /&gt;    if( Matt.getFoodPreference() != NULL )&lt;br /&gt;    {   Lunch = Matt.getFoodPreference(); &lt;br /&gt;        break;&lt;br /&gt;    }  &lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Because Matt is a gentleman, Emily eats first&lt;br /&gt;Emily.eat(Lunch);     &lt;br /&gt;Matt.eat(Lunch);&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-2907159699347916570?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2907159699347916570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=2907159699347916570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/2907159699347916570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/2907159699347916570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-matt-to-tell-you-wtf-he-wants-for.html' title='//Get Matt to tell you wtf he wants for lunch'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-1755731610173678880</id><published>2007-01-30T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:57:07.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have 3 words for you all... (and one picture)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://perezhilton.com/upload/2007/01/harry_potter_does_beas/betsyy892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://perezhilton.com/upload/2007/01/harry_potter_does_beas/betsyy892.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Fucking Potter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-1755731610173678880?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1755731610173678880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=1755731610173678880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1755731610173678880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1755731610173678880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-3-words-for-you-all-and-one.html' title='I have 3 words for you all... (and one picture)'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8209824048498638049</id><published>2006-12-23T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T19:05:30.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Survey</title><content type='html'>So, here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...just type it in man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam - Evenflow (live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Newton John - You're the One that I Want  ...lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:&lt;br /&gt;Prodigy - Jericho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;Nine Inch Nails - With Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:&lt;br /&gt;The Tea Party - The Badger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - Clocks (live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;The Smashing Pumpkins - Lucky 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;Pilate - You're All I Need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;Deftones - Crenshaw Punch/I'll Throw Rocks at You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;Stone Temple Pilots - Pretty Penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;Prodigy - No Good (CJ Bollands Museum Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;The Mars Volta - Abortion, The Other White Meat (charming? lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Puddle of Mudd - Control (lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;Death From Above 1979 - Black History Month (Alan Braxe &amp; Fred Falke Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;The Mars Volta - Eriatarka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Scott Weiland - About Nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8209824048498638049?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8209824048498638049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8209824048498638049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8209824048498638049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8209824048498638049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/music-survey.html' title='Music Survey'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8174551950840767828</id><published>2006-12-19T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:07:15.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Parkway Motel</title><content type='html'>A pic I took: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/RYjChj_Ng8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/L9CCxZq5-Vg/s1600-h/Parkway+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/RYjChj_Ng8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/L9CCxZq5-Vg/s400/Parkway+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010468467301516226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on my deviantart page, emilykate.deviantart.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8174551950840767828?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8174551950840767828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8174551950840767828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8174551950840767828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8174551950840767828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/behind-parkway-motell.html' title='Behind the Parkway Motel'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/RYjChj_Ng8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/L9CCxZq5-Vg/s72-c/Parkway+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4971428349623152880</id><published>2006-12-10T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:07:15.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...I'll take my mocking now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/RXyzlkFPHTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WCwr_YKicNw/s1600-h/ems+old+pix+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/RXyzlkFPHTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WCwr_YKicNw/s400/ems+old+pix+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007074343651319090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, in fact, dress myself the day of school pictures in whatever grade this was (&lt; 5).  Thankfully, by the time I hit highschool, I'd learned to hide my nerdliness under a more normal (however much less entertaining) facade.  Oh, and I got braces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4971428349623152880?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4971428349623152880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4971428349623152880' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4971428349623152880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4971428349623152880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-take-my-mocking-now.html' title='...I&apos;ll take my mocking now.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vjBOaiSX328/RXyzlkFPHTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WCwr_YKicNw/s72-c/ems+old+pix+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-1484580004863290823</id><published>2006-12-08T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:47:52.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Dose of Nerd</title><content type='html'>So, I was coding c++ and wathing the ep of TNG where Picard is in 3 time periods and there's an anti time eruption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geordi said something about anti time meaning that time goes backward, and I thought, "Ohhhh, so Anti-Time is a reverse iterator for time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-1484580004863290823?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1484580004863290823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=1484580004863290823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1484580004863290823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1484580004863290823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/daily-dose-of-nerd.html' title='Daily Dose of Nerd'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8767909324755018937</id><published>2006-12-03T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:10:24.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Templated</title><content type='html'>I changed my template. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love? Hate? Ambivolant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8767909324755018937?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8767909324755018937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8767909324755018937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8767909324755018937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8767909324755018937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/re-templated.html' title='Re-Templated'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-451789319836103666</id><published>2006-12-03T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T00:49:26.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A sampling of things I like: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;2)Live Recordings&lt;br /&gt;3)Acoustic Tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are from The Foo Fighters Skin and Bones album: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=audio&amp;file=14_foo_fighters_best_of_you_www.newpct.com_.mp3"&gt;The Best of You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a better live recording of the best of you that I'll post when/if I find it, but this one is pretty delightful.  The first few bars always give me shivers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=audio&amp;file=554715_foo_fighters_everlong_www.newpct.com_.mp3"&gt;Everlong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Grohl's voice is soothing and awesome, yes? :) this is an old favourite of mine  Also... call me crazy, but I enjoy the parts where the audience sings along... it sounds kind of haunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-451789319836103666?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/451789319836103666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=451789319836103666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/451789319836103666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/451789319836103666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/sampling-of-things-i-like-1the-foo.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4501760736659774220</id><published>2006-12-01T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:42:08.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm posting about...</title><content type='html'>Aliens Aliens Aliens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now back to schoolwork so I don't grow up to be a failure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4501760736659774220?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4501760736659774220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4501760736659774220' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4501760736659774220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4501760736659774220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-posting-about.html' title='I&apos;m posting about...'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-455322006205518406</id><published>2006-11-21T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T14:06:47.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3304/2647/1600/616446/Pictures%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3304/2647/400/778013/Pictures%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3304/2647/1600/277395/Pictures%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3304/2647/400/847455/Pictures%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures of 2/3 of each team that Fanshawe sent to the ACM programming challenge at Sheridan this year.  Go Us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-455322006205518406?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/455322006205518406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=455322006205518406' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/455322006205518406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/455322006205518406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/acm.html' title='ACM'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-3901322930485280755</id><published>2006-11-20T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:50:33.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3304/2647/1600/280446/oc4j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3304/2647/400/657874/oc4j.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/21687528-3901322930485280755?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3901322930485280755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=3901322930485280755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3901322930485280755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3901322930485280755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4727751046277182655</id><published>2006-11-16T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T08:51:31.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colour Quiz + More Quiztacularness</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border=0 alt=ColorQuiz.com src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width=120 height=32&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Emily took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Her need to feel more causative and to have a wide..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;picked1=3,4,5,1,2,7,0,6,2&amp;picked2=4,3,5,1,2,7,0,6,6&amp;sex=f&amp;blog_name=Emily"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willy Wonka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      You scored 74% outgoingness, 62% intelligence,  and 54% goodness!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      People think you are a little bit weird, but that´s probably in a goog way, as you yourself are a nice and good person.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/354/14/3550155094501236564/mt1160973305.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="132"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="18"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;88%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;outgoingness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="66"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="84"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;44%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="56"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="94"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;37%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;goodness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=11234189379337536142'&gt;The Which Movie Character Are You Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=5934'&gt;5934&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4727751046277182655?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4727751046277182655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4727751046277182655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4727751046277182655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4727751046277182655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/colour-quiz.html' title='Colour Quiz + More Quiztacularness'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-3216404704102712546</id><published>2006-11-07T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:37:21.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 10 for Captain Safety</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.plentyoffish.com/dating/36/Elkton_dating_7769025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://images.plentyoffish.com/dating/36/Elkton_dating_7769025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this lovely lady on plentyoffish.com.  Go Steve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-3216404704102712546?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3216404704102712546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=3216404704102712546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3216404704102712546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3216404704102712546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-10-for-captain-safety.html' title='Another 10 for Captain Safety'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-5855641370784570097</id><published>2006-11-07T14:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:13:53.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Monks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://marriedtothesea.com/110506/blogmonks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://marriedtothesea.com/110506/blogmonks.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from MarriedToTheSea.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-5855641370784570097?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5855641370784570097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=5855641370784570097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5855641370784570097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/5855641370784570097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-monks.html' title='Blog Monks'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-3302458523471868</id><published>2006-11-04T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T08:36:28.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My schedule for today.</title><content type='html'>I have 3 time sensitive things to do today and they all overlap, meaning I'm going to be completely busy with various crap from when I leave my house in 25 minutes (assuming we get out of here on time) and when my brother's bday party is over at 6.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go order glasses.  The glasses store opens at 9.  Unfortunately, 9 is also the time that I would normally leave in order to be at school by 10, which is when the ACM practice contest starts.  So I'm going to have to go in, mom will have to place the order quick quick, and then I jet off to London.  The ACM thing goes until 3 and hopefully wont go late because 3:00 is when my little brother's birthday party starts.      The oodles of little kids leave at 6 at which time I'll have to help clean up, and then maybe go to London to watch a movie or something with Matt.  *phew*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go enjoy the last 20 minutes of pseudo-sanity that I am allowed in my day until then.  Bye kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-3302458523471868?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3302458523471868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=3302458523471868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3302458523471868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/3302458523471868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-schedule-for-today.html' title='My schedule for today.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-957537102777844489</id><published>2006-11-03T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:23:24.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The following baseless accusation brought to you by my mother</title><content type='html'>"Are you on diet pills?  You've lost weight, and you've been irritable lately." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost the weight in question appx. 3 months ago.  As for the irritability, can anybody say Midterms? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the woman, but she makes me crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-957537102777844489?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/957537102777844489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=957537102777844489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/957537102777844489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/957537102777844489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/following-baseless-accusation-brought.html' title='The following baseless accusation brought to you by my mother'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8898864452952795360</id><published>2006-10-25T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:01:47.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothpaste for Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://toothpastefordinner.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://toothpastefordinner.com/102506/same-hoodie-guy.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://toothpastefordinner.com/"&gt;toothpastefordinner.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top score on the list below represents the faith that Belief-O-Matic, in its less than infinite wisdom, thinks most closely matches your beliefs. However, even a score of 100% does not mean that your views are all shared by this faith, or vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belief-O-Matic then lists another 26 faiths in order of how much they have in common with your professed beliefs. The higher a faith appears on this list, the more closely it aligns with your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the Belief-O-Matic do? Discuss your results on our message boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.  Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (100%)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Liberal Quakers (99%)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Unitarian Universalism (99%)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Secular Humanism (94%)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Neo-Pagan (82%)&lt;br /&gt;6.  Theravada Buddhism (76%)&lt;br /&gt;7.  New Age (75%)&lt;br /&gt;8.  Taoism (71%)&lt;br /&gt;9.  Mahayana Buddhism (69%)&lt;br /&gt;10.  Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (65%)&lt;br /&gt;11.  Nontheist (65%)&lt;br /&gt;12.  Reform Judaism (65%)&lt;br /&gt;13.  Bah�'� Faith (61%)&lt;br /&gt;14.  New Thought (60%)&lt;br /&gt;15.  Orthodox Quaker (57%)&lt;br /&gt;16.  Scientology (56%)&lt;br /&gt;17.  Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (48%)&lt;br /&gt;18.  Jainism (45%)&lt;br /&gt;19.  Sikhism (45%)&lt;br /&gt;20.  Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (44%)&lt;br /&gt;21.  Hinduism (34%)&lt;br /&gt;22.  Jehovah's Witness (32%)&lt;br /&gt;23.  Islam (30%)&lt;br /&gt;24.  Orthodox Judaism (30%)&lt;br /&gt;25.  Seventh Day Adventist (27%)&lt;br /&gt;26.  Eastern Orthodox (18%)&lt;br /&gt;27.  Roman Catholic (18%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/story/76/story_7665_1.html"&gt;From the Belief-O-Matic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8898864452952795360?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8898864452952795360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8898864452952795360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8898864452952795360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8898864452952795360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/toothpaste-for-dinner.html' title='Toothpaste for Dinner'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-7165535951854090915</id><published>2006-10-24T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:45:54.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jedi-hobbit.net/content/bebopquiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://jedi-hobbit.net/content/jet.gif" border="0" alt="I'm Jet Black! Which Cowboy Bebop character are you?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which Cowboy Bebop character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-7165535951854090915?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7165535951854090915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=7165535951854090915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/7165535951854090915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/7165535951854090915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/which-cowboy-bebop-character-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-2755940264206546406</id><published>2006-10-20T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:28:20.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, so...</title><content type='html'>Dean was in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;a href="http://www.plentyoffish.com/member1564520.htm"&gt;this lady&lt;/a&gt; rated Captain Safety/Steve a 10 on plentyoffish.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-2755940264206546406?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2755940264206546406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=2755940264206546406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/2755940264206546406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/2755940264206546406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-so.html' title='ok, so...'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-1484170788384139075</id><published>2006-10-20T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:32:12.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dean isn't in class.</title><content type='html'>Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Image Search says: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.emory.edu/EMORY_MAGAZINE/autumn2003/assets/clark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.emory.edu/EMORY_MAGAZINE/autumn2003/assets/clark.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/21687528-1484170788384139075?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1484170788384139075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=1484170788384139075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1484170788384139075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/1484170788384139075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/dean-isnt-in-class.html' title='Dean isn&apos;t in class.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4822564275413887689</id><published>2006-10-18T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:51:25.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>marriedtothesea.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marriedtothesea.com/101106/pilgrim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.marriedtothesea.com/101106/pilgrim.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marriedtothesea.com/081606/the-inexplicable-hatred-of-god.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.marriedtothesea.com/081606/the-inexplicable-hatred-of-god.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4822564275413887689?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4822564275413887689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4822564275413887689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4822564275413887689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4822564275413887689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/marriedtotheseacom.html' title='marriedtothesea.com'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-4079838819694926913</id><published>2006-10-13T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T11:42:37.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom v3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3304/2647/1600/x1pxOYwqu4SjF4KUy8VYboGeRnWVQwDllyESH9wwXi4fleb_wPJOs4QshfpL0B0-DKTLWVlY1Cb9u4rZdJOTlDhcQeq8OM_XiR94Bu7207Wkzar7cjr04qP0jUfAdYCgxBo074W6k5B_GgA07NzEZZcJg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3304/2647/320/x1pxOYwqu4SjF4KUy8VYboGeRnWVQwDllyESH9wwXi4fleb_wPJOs4QshfpL0B0-DKTLWVlY1Cb9u4rZdJOTlDhcQeq8OM_XiR94Bu7207Wkzar7cjr04qP0jUfAdYCgxBo074W6k5B_GgA07NzEZZcJg.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom at Central Elgin Collegiate, in the school Gym, in St. Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith was played, so I decided the party would be better under the table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-4079838819694926913?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4079838819694926913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=4079838819694926913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4079838819694926913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/4079838819694926913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/prom-v3.html' title='Prom v3'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-8409404678070319487</id><published>2006-10-09T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:03:41.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom 1.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3304/2647/1600/grad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3304/2647/320/grad2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3304/2647/1600/grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3304/2647/320/grad.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More prom pix, these are from the first prom I went to, which fell at the end of my pseudogoth phase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-8409404678070319487?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8409404678070319487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=8409404678070319487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8409404678070319487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/8409404678070319487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/prom-10.html' title='Prom 1.0'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-116014619731970290</id><published>2006-10-06T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:49:57.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shane posted a prom picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/EmilyProm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/320/EmilyProm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm posting one too.  This is my friend Lucy and I at the second of three proms I went to, my actual prom, at the Fairmont Hotel Vancouver.  I'm not sure how apparent it is from the picture, but between when I purchased my prom dress and when I wore it to prom, I gained appx. 10 pounds.  Good thing it had boning.  It felt like that scene from Gone with the Wind where Scarlett is holding onto a bedpost and Mammy is lacing her corset.  Also, in most of the other pictures from the night, my boobs look HUGE and like they're trying to escape.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay braces?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-116014619731970290?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116014619731970290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=116014619731970290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/116014619731970290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/116014619731970290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/shane-posted-prom-picture.html' title='Shane posted a prom picture'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115975061884689282</id><published>2006-10-01T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:57:47.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Shoes</title><content type='html'>I &lt;3 Them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/723/7239184/1733-256750-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/723/7239184/1733-256750-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/721/7219288/3034-226255-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/721/7219288/3034-226255-p.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/721/7219728/985-227177-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/721/7219728/985-227177-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/725/7254902/827-286207-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/725/7254902/827-286207-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum.  That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115975061884689282?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115975061884689282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115975061884689282' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115975061884689282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115975061884689282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/red-shoes.html' title='The Red Shoes'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115945038241284066</id><published>2006-09-28T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T09:33:02.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Crazy...</title><content type='html'>But I think Dean looks kinda pretty in this shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/PrettyDean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/320/PrettyDean.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/21687528-115945038241284066?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115945038241284066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115945038241284066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115945038241284066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115945038241284066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call Me Crazy...'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115936343689958736</id><published>2006-09-27T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:23:56.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Dean Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/Deanfaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/320/Deanfaces.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hour of wasted time brought to you by makeover.ivillage.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115936343689958736?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115936343689958736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115936343689958736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115936343689958736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115936343689958736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/make-dean-over.html' title='Make Dean Over'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115893599044853692</id><published>2006-09-22T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T10:41:36.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dean just said Ayaz was a snappy dresser.</title><content type='html'>"Don't trust Ayaz.  He's a terrorist.  He's definately a snappy dresser, but he's a terrorist."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece of running commentary on Dean's words and actions was brought to you by Garth Santor's intermediate c++ class, and how important yet boring it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: The handsome and charming Matthew Mark Mark Jacques pointed out to me that if you google image search "Dean's Hairy Ass", this is the only result: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.ca/images?q=tbn:vPOwgR_ffeltRM:http://www.accidentalverbosity.com/images/all/2006/march/pugnaciousx800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.google.ca/images?q=tbn:vPOwgR_ffeltRM:http://www.accidentalverbosity.com/images/all/2006/march/pugnaciousx800.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/21687528-115893599044853692?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115893599044853692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115893599044853692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115893599044853692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115893599044853692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/dean-just-said-ayaz-was-snappy-dresser.html' title='Dean just said Ayaz was a snappy dresser.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115876896223663862</id><published>2006-09-20T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T12:16:02.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligatory non-Dean post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115876896223663862?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115876896223663862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115876896223663862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115876896223663862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115876896223663862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/obligatory-non-dean-post.html' title='Obligatory non-Dean post'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115875537676548782</id><published>2006-09-20T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:29:36.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Image Searching: Dean is Pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.happyscrappy.com/images/ronaldmcfatty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.happyscrappy.com/images/ronaldmcfatty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115875537676548782?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115875537676548782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115875537676548782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115875537676548782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115875537676548782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/google-image-searching-dean-is-pretty.html' title='Google Image Searching: Dean is Pretty'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115869048194867772</id><published>2006-09-19T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T14:28:01.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Dean</title><content type='html'>Deanie Dean Deanie&lt;br /&gt;Deanie Deanie Dean Deanie&lt;br /&gt;Deanie Deanie Dean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115869048194867772?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115869048194867772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115869048194867772' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115869048194867772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115869048194867772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/ode-to-dean.html' title='Ode to Dean'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115851406636159267</id><published>2006-09-17T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:27:46.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good, now I can post this without having 4 Dean-related posts in a row!</title><content type='html'>So... the other night, the night before that last post, I had a dream that I was pregnant and about to give birth.  I can only assume the baby was Dean's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting on that malt shop, Dean.  I know where you live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115851406636159267?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115851406636159267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115851406636159267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115851406636159267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115851406636159267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-now-i-can-post-this-without.html' title='Good, now I can post this without having 4 Dean-related posts in a row!'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115836708821570246</id><published>2006-09-15T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T20:38:08.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>Courtney and I got stoned and then laughed while we were trying to put on makeup.  It was teh funz0rz.  Then I realized that wearing tights while you're stoned is both a hard state to achieve (tights are complicated!) and really, really weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg there's a scary child eating chair on tv aaand I totally meant to put that in all caps cuz its SCARY !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bananabananabananabananabananabananabananaDUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Love, Emily &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115836708821570246?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115836708821570246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115836708821570246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115836708821570246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115836708821570246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115823819499835953</id><published>2006-09-14T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:49:55.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan</title><content type='html'>Deanie's building me a malt shop out of modelling clay and construction paper.  We're going to go out for ice cream and then sit in his room and listen to records while our hundreds of fat children are immaculately conceived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115823819499835953?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115823819499835953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115823819499835953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115823819499835953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115823819499835953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/plan.html' title='The Plan'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115809896197142897</id><published>2006-09-12T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:31:42.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dean Coming Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/dean%20coming%20out%20of%20the%20closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/dean%20coming%20out%20of%20the%20closet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a screenshot for posterity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115809896197142897?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115809896197142897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115809896197142897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115809896197142897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115809896197142897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/dean-coming-out.html' title='Dean Coming Out'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115772786727819910</id><published>2006-09-08T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:04:27.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We should all be paying attention to C++</title><content type='html'>But instead we're google image searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the only result for "Dean's Bones Kill People" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/07/08/sjp_narrowweb__200x315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/07/08/sjp_narrowweb__200x315.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/21687528-115772786727819910?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115772786727819910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115772786727819910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115772786727819910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115772786727819910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-should-all-be-paying-attention-to-c.html' title='We should all be paying attention to C++'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115758832483929066</id><published>2006-09-06T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:18:44.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expletive, Expletive, Expletive, 2</title><content type='html'>SO.  I got a loaner laptop from connect.  I go home, and unplug it to move it not realizing the battery is dead.  Then I try to boot windows again, it flashes the blue screen of death, and shuts down.  I can't boot windows.  I'm so pissed off... we have *WINDOWS PROGRAMMING* First thing tomorrow and the fucking loaner laptop I had to get because my laptop is  broken doesn't fucking work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115758832483929066?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115758832483929066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115758832483929066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115758832483929066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115758832483929066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/expletive-expletive-expletive-2.html' title='Expletive, Expletive, Expletive, 2'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115755032126763109</id><published>2006-09-06T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:46:24.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expletive, Expletive, Expletive</title><content type='html'>Somehow I've ended up with a broken hinge on my laptop.  By broken, I mean the one hinge is now completely detached and I had to hand the ppl at connect the pieces of it.  Apparently Asus will not consider this to be normal wear and tear even though I didn't do anything to the laptop that could have broken the hinge except for, well, use it.  So basically, I'm going to bitch &amp; complain and be a pain in the ass until something is done about it.  w00t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115755032126763109?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115755032126763109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115755032126763109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115755032126763109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115755032126763109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/expletive-expletive-expletive.html' title='Expletive, Expletive, Expletive'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-115745719817164555</id><published>2006-09-05T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:53:18.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to it</title><content type='html'>So, today is the magical day that we all go back to school.  Tres excitant!  At least, *I'm* excited.  I've worked all summer except when I was on "vacation" with my family.   I wish I'd had more downtime (read: time to go to the beach) but thanks to a few gaping holes in our schedule hopefully I'll make it down there at least a couple more times, though the weather is definately cooling off faster than it did last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm expected to babysit more this year, which is frankly ridiculous and means that I'll have to cut down my hours at my actual job.  Damnit, though, I'm going to get A grades and have a social life if it kills me.   Having a car and finessing my study skills last year should facilitate both of those things.  It's a challenge I'm up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I'm off now to go get my brother ready to go, take him to daycare, and mow the lawn, so I can go to Matt's and watch What Not to Wear before class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See everybody later today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-115745719817164555?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115745719817164555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=115745719817164555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115745719817164555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/115745719817164555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-to-it.html' title='Back to it'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114747275491528677</id><published>2006-05-12T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T18:25:54.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ingredientx.com/watch/tales/mydarling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.ingredientx.com/watch/tales/mydarling.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ingredientx.com/watch/tales/mydarling.htm"&gt;tales of mere existance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114747275491528677?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114747275491528677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114747275491528677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114747275491528677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114747275491528677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/tales-of-mere-existance.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114597199309485614</id><published>2006-04-25T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:33:13.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh heh heh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://folk.ntnu.no/shane/stasj/pics/humor/div/image51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://folk.ntnu.no/shane/stasj/pics/humor/div/image51.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114597199309485614?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114597199309485614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114597199309485614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114597199309485614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114597199309485614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/heh-heh-heh.html' title='Heh heh heh....'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114505533332101778</id><published>2006-04-14T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T18:55:33.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/DSCF0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/DSCF0084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/DSCF0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/DSCF0105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/DSCF0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/DSCF0087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/DSCF0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/DSCF0090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/DSCF0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/DSCF0110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were taken today in Port Stanley.  Hope you enjoyed them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114505533332101778?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114505533332101778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114505533332101778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114505533332101778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114505533332101778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-pictures.html' title='Some Pictures'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114425925584232052</id><published>2006-04-05T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T13:47:45.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick People Commentary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.xkcd.com/comics/bored_with_the_internet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.xkcd.com/comics/bored_with_the_internet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114425925584232052?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114425925584232052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114425925584232052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114425925584232052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114425925584232052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/stick-people-commentary.html' title='Stick People Commentary'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114408823220138371</id><published>2006-04-03T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:17:12.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; When you wish upon a falling star, your dreams can come true. Unless it's really a meteorite hurtling to the Earth which will destroy all life. Then you're pretty much hosed no matter what you wish for. Unless it's death by meteor. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.st1.yimg.com/store1.yimg.com/Img/trans_1x1.gif" alt="pad" border="0" height="1" width="10" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114408823220138371?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114408823220138371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114408823220138371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114408823220138371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114408823220138371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/wishes.html' title='Wishes.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114407488835884624</id><published>2006-04-03T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T10:34:48.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fresh99.com/images/deargodletters/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.fresh99.com/images/deargodletters/18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letter to god from &lt;a href="http://www.fresh99.com/dear-god-letters.htm"&gt;Fresh99's Dear God letters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114407488835884624?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114407488835884624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114407488835884624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114407488835884624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114407488835884624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/letter-to-god-from-fresh99s-dear-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114390967226393385</id><published>2006-04-01T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:44:55.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soon-To-Be Car!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, everything has checked out on the Protege!  It's getting an undercoating and a little minor work done, but it will be mine by next weekend, barring alien abduction or natural disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've only test driven her, I can't name her quite yet, though she's definately a she - a little picky (with a tendancy to be vindictive) - but she goes like *woah* if you handle her right.  She demands respect.  In short, I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: amusing personal message brought to you by Kirk of the St. Thomas A&amp;amp;P: "I'm the coolest guy in St. Thomas, good for me, that's like being the smartest kid with Down's Syndrome."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114390967226393385?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114390967226393385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114390967226393385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114390967226393385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114390967226393385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-soon-to-be-car.html' title='My Soon-To-Be Car!!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114384647213656186</id><published>2006-03-31T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:19:32.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amusing Link</title><content type='html'>http://office-humour.co.uk/g/i/3637/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omniglot.com/language/phrases/hovercraft.htm"&gt;My hovercraft is full of eels!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should I say, Légpárnás hajóm tele van angolnákkal?&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114384647213656186?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114384647213656186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114384647213656186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114384647213656186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114384647213656186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/amusing-link.html' title='Amusing Link'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114372448220551276</id><published>2006-03-30T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T08:14:42.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you write a class definition, but do not write a constructor method for the class, how is it that you can still create objects of the class?</title><content type='html'>Magical elves sneak in during the night and create an enchanted constructor invisible to the human eye.  They then rifle through your belongings and raid your fridge before escaping into the nth dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rob Macintosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This was a midterm question.  Full marks were recieved.  Scan coming soon.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114372448220551276?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114372448220551276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114372448220551276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114372448220551276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114372448220551276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-you-write-class-definition-but-do.html' title='If you write a class definition, but do not write a constructor method for the class, how is it that you can still create objects of the class?'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114361144890495362</id><published>2006-03-29T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:50:48.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soon-To-Be Car (unless the world caves in/explodes/mom changes her mind) II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aerorentacar.com/CarsForSale/02MazdaProtegeGold568417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://aerorentacar.com/CarsForSale/02MazdaProtegeGold568417.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so, the Saturn SC1 didn't work out.  But I have high hopes for this one!  This isn't the exact car, but it's the same model and colour.  It's a 2002 Mazda Protege, 5speed.  Passed the Mom test, my mechanic Uncle is gonna take a look.  Everything's positive so far.  *fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114361144890495362?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114361144890495362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114361144890495362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114361144890495362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114361144890495362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-soon-to-be-car-unless-world-caves.html' title='My Soon-To-Be Car (unless the world caves in/explodes/mom changes her mind) II'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114357449329076404</id><published>2006-03-28T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:57:42.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deanpunzel Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/100_1814.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/100_1814.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/100_1815.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/100_1815.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/100_1817.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/100_1817.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/100_1816.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/100_1816.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/100_1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/100_1819.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to give Dean to some of Morley's friends, but they didn't want him.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/100_1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114357449329076404?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114357449329076404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114357449329076404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114357449329076404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114357449329076404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/deanpunzel-olympics.html' title='Deanpunzel Olympics'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114342656560287832</id><published>2006-03-26T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:30:39.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Things in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;The Best Things in Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I yoinked this from a website I don't remember and revamped it a little.  Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughing so hard your face hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never EVER having to go to Wal-Mart (Formerly: No lines at the Super Wal-Mart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A special glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting mail.  Specifically: Postcards from far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking a drive on a pretty road.  Specifically: When I'm driving.  Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot towels out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finding the sweater you want is on sale for half price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate milkshake.   &lt;-- Not such a fan of milkshakes.  Eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A long distance phone call.  Specifically: from someone nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The beach!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finding a $20 bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Running through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughing at an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Falling in love for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Making new friends or spending time with old ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Playing with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Late night talks with your roommate that keep you from sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having someone (non-icky) play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Road trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching a good movie cuddled up on a couch with someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wrapping presents under the Christmas tree while eating cookies and drinking eggnog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song lyrics printed inside your new CD so you can sing along without feeling stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to a really good concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting butterflies in your stomach every time you see that one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Making eye contact with a cute stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Winning a really competitive game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Making chocolate chip cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having your friends send you homemade cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spending time with close friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends.  (is it just me, or is this getting redundant?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holding hands with someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Discovering that love is unconditional and stronger than time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Riding the best roller coasters over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugging the person you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching the expression someone's face as they open a much-desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching the sunrise (Especially if it's somewhere pretty and youve been up all night!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having friends you know you can cry on or talk to about your deepest problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114342656560287832?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114342656560287832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114342656560287832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114342656560287832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114342656560287832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-things-in-life_26.html' title='The Best Things in Life'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114303946558798639</id><published>2006-03-22T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:01:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammar Nazi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.angryflower.com/bobsqu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.angryflower.com/bobsqu.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob's Quick Guide to the Apostrophe, You Idiots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: angryflower.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also enjoy: Bob's Quick Guide to French, You Idiots and The War in Antarctica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dvorak.org/blog/rednecks/redneck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://dvorak.org/blog/rednecks/redneck1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Freakin. God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114303946558798639?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114303946558798639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114303946558798639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114303946558798639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114303946558798639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/grammar-nazi.html' title='Grammar Nazi'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114122703582076821</id><published>2006-03-01T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T10:30:35.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimp</title><content type='html'>I just downloaded Gimp, a free alternative to Adobe Photoshop. I've never used Photoshop before,so I'm a little *eh* about the tools and filters, but I had fun playin around with some pictures I took.  (I don't usually wear that much makeup, it photographed well and the red lipstick especially made for easy select-by-color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/empic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/empic2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/empic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/empic3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photocopy, cartoon, and a little coloring in by hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/emsketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/emsketch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was done from a diff't photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/empic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/empic1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The original photo, just photocopied (it's a little too light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/1600/edispoiltoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7941/2196/400/edispoiltoon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again from a diff't photo - oilified, "cartooned", softglowed, relit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114122703582076821?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114122703582076821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114122703582076821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114122703582076821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114122703582076821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/gimp.html' title='Gimp'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114083633762219239</id><published>2006-02-24T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T21:58:57.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Heck of a Horrible Coincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://content.collegehumor.com/items/2006/02/collegehumor.1665456.451xAUTO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.collegehumor.com/items/2006/02/collegehumor.1665456.451xAUTO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah for collegehumor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114083633762219239?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114083633762219239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114083633762219239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114083633762219239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114083633762219239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-heck-of-horrible-coincidence.html' title='One Heck of a Horrible Coincidence'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114065159397867509</id><published>2006-02-22T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:39:53.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The c++ midterm: aka, evil</title><content type='html'>struct Exam{&lt;br /&gt;       //insert exam specs here&lt;br /&gt;};&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class Emily{&lt;br /&gt;      private:&lt;br /&gt;       //insert Emily specs here&lt;br /&gt;     public:&lt;br /&gt;      Emily(); //default constructor&lt;br /&gt;       ~Emily(); //default destructor&lt;br /&gt;};&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;void writeExam(Exam theExam)&lt;br /&gt;{     if (theExam=="c++")&lt;br /&gt;      { ~Emily();  }&lt;br /&gt;       else {&lt;br /&gt;         //do stuff   }&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int main()&lt;br /&gt;{      Exam todaysExam="c++";&lt;br /&gt;        writeExam(todaysExam);&lt;br /&gt;        return(0);&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114065159397867509?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114065159397867509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114065159397867509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114065159397867509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114065159397867509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/c-midterm-aka-evil.html' title='The c++ midterm: aka, evil'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-114057448037576676</id><published>2006-02-21T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T21:14:40.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MidtermsMidtermsMidterms</title><content type='html'>My brain is officially consumed by the hell that is midterms.  It's almost literally *all I can think about*.  I fell half asleep on the couch, the brand of half asleep where you hear things and think about them but you're so tired that everything ends up all jumbled.  Anyways, my mother was trying to convince William to wash his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My train of thought:&lt;br /&gt;"isn't there some sort of automatic WashHands() function in c++?  I shouldve paid more attention in IT last year... agh!  Is there a WashHands() function? Am I just making this up? No no... I swear you could pass a reference to William to Wash Hands (WashHands(&amp;William);), and the function would sort through all the People, find William, and wash his hands.  Gee, the STL library is great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I tried to implement it I woke up.  Boourns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-114057448037576676?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114057448037576676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=114057448037576676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114057448037576676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/114057448037576676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/midtermsmidtermsmidterms.html' title='MidtermsMidtermsMidterms'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113942812489148704</id><published>2006-02-08T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T14:48:44.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Dream</title><content type='html'>OK so... for those who haven't heard about it yet I had a cr@zy ass dream last night.  It involved a pile of ppl from class and a few other friends hangin out in the building Courtney used to live in (ie. Dean and Dale's current residence).  Then Shane (surger1) was posessed by a witch and tried to kill us all. The only way to stop him and de-posess him was to hack off his face.  Soooo... we did.  Shane was back to normal, albeit without a face.  Then we realized that if we got caught having chopped off Shane's face, we'd all go to jail, so someone came up with the bright idea of burying him in Dean's neighbor's (Courtney's ex-neighbor's) front yard.  Then we were all sad cuz we killed Shane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, freaky.  Uberfreaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes on my last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I reserve the right to whine on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;It said no reasoning or rationalizing.  Again, my blog, my whine, my rules.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I have a job because I searched for a job.  My job generally occupies 8 hours each weekend.  Occasionally I get a weekend off, but that means that I had to work both days either the weekend before or after.  That means that sometimes I can't go out at all on the weekends, which is sucky, cuz I dont get out much if at all during the week due to homework/weightlifting/babysitting my little brother.  Which is fine.  But again, I reserve the right to whine about it in this, my blog.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Not having a car isn't a big deal.  I mean, sometimes it's a big deal, because if I can't get a ride to school Mom has to make alternate arrangements so that I can have a car, and that usually makes it harder for her to get her work done, which is not good since she's a single mom and thus the one paying the bills.  For the most part it's fine, I was just really disappointed because I was looking forward to a stellar weekend that turned out to be completely lackluster through no fault of my own (it was crappy due to weather, poor maintainance record on the car, the superbowl, and superstore losing power)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I dislike situations that are out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; Anyways, this week is turning out to be pretty alright :)   I'm probably goin out with a girl from work on Friday night to some bars in St T (which could be good or bad) and depending on whether or not I work Sunday or Next Saturday.  I find out that.... tomorrow.  Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) S'all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113942812489148704?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113942812489148704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113942812489148704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113942812489148704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113942812489148704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-crazy-dream.html' title='My Crazy Dream'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113909970542874420</id><published>2006-02-04T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T19:35:14.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Caved In</title><content type='html'>Today has been crap crap crap crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work all day, and it was busy, which sucked, except that I was excited because as soon as I got off work I was going into London to hang out with some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was leaving work it was snowing.  Crap.  The chances mom was going to let me drive in the snow were slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home and mom isn't even back from the dealership yet.  Crap, crap, crap.  Call the cell, no answer.  Call Aunt Deb's where Willy is, mom called and said she hadn't left the saturn dealership and she'd be a while beause the weather was bad.  Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call mom.  She checked out the maintainance report on the car and apparently there were some things that didnt look good, so we're going to keep looking ie. start over from scratch.  Also, the roads are nasty and she doesn't want me going to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The especially crappy thing is that I left a book in my locker which I'm going to need.  So if the weather is clear before work (eeew...) tomorrow, I can go pick up my book.  If not I'm fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO my weekend, which was shaping up to be pretty good aside from the two, 8 hour shifts I am scheduled for, is now looking exceedingly bleak.  I have to work from 12:30 to 9 tomorrow... Superbowl Sunday --&gt; Busy busy busy.  No party, no car, busy lateish shift tomorrow, homework I may or may not be able to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grouchy.  I am not in a mood to listen to reason.  If you don't have something sympathetic or completely unrelated and not in the least (even remotely) antagonizing to say, don't try to talk to me, because I'll probably snap at and/or make fun of and/or murder you (in your sleep with a baseball bat).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113909970542874420?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113909970542874420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113909970542874420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113909970542874420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113909970542874420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/world-caved-in.html' title='The World Caved In'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113901433012142537</id><published>2006-02-03T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T19:52:17.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soon-To-Be Car (unless the world caves in/explodes/mom changes her mind)</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow while I'm at work mom will (hopefully) be signing the papers for my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.automart.com/vehicledetail/adid-26978305/2002/saturn/sc1/lake-orion/mi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna See?&lt;/a&gt;   ...of course, that's not *actually* it, but its the same year/model/color.  Mine has a stickshift and currently resides in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited.  Mega excited.  Now hopefully the world doesn't cave in like the last time I got all excited about le car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113901433012142537?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113901433012142537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113901433012142537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113901433012142537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113901433012142537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-soon-to-be-car-unless-world-caves_03.html' title='My Soon-To-Be Car (unless the world caves in/explodes/mom changes her mind)'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113899250762950875</id><published>2006-02-03T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T13:48:27.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Java aka. Losing Concepts in Hugely Complicated and Boring Metaphors 101</title><content type='html'>The Java prof is ranting about ppls shoe size.  Why?  I dont know.  It makes no sense.  Well actually, I shouldn't say that, it might make sense if I was paying attention.  Unfortunately, the people I'm sitting around are just too damn entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113899250762950875?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113899250762950875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113899250762950875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113899250762950875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113899250762950875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/java-aka-losing-concepts-in-hugely.html' title='Java aka. Losing Concepts in Hugely Complicated and Boring Metaphors 101'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113884517997455952</id><published>2006-02-01T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:52:59.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My legs, they are like Jello.</title><content type='html'>I went to the gym today.  I'm trying to lift regularly again, 'cuz I've been a lazy bastard recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exposition:  I'm an Olympic-Style weightlifter.  Have been since I was 13.  Not so much recently though, mostly due to time constraints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to school.  C++, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Came home.  Went to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worked out... lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Came home, ate, then picked up some pants I got hemmed.  Yaaaaaay pants.  I like pants. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a new book! By one of my all-time favourite authors, Robin Hobb.  She really is amazing, pick up Assassin's Apprentice if you ever get the chance.  She wrote a trilogy of trilogies all set in the world of the Farseers and the plot lines are just amazing.  It's fantasy of course, but all very well described/explained.  The characters are realistic, detailed, and grow as the stories progress.  Did I mention the plot?  It's intricate and seems a little sketchy at first, but in the end everything comes together beautifully.  Have I mentioned that Robin Hobb is amazing?  Anyways, her latest book is called Shaman's Crossing, it's set in a whole new world, and I'm totally excited to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Right now I'm watching Firefly DVDs with commentary, care of Dean.  Thanks Dean!!  Firefly = Awesomeness.  And doing laundry.  Not so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tap for tomorrow: More school (early day.... booourns), Games club or probably Simcity and hangin out (and eating, and reading), then sleep and maybe more laundry.  Woooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A BANANA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113884517997455952?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113884517997455952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113884517997455952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113884517997455952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113884517997455952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-legs-they-are-like-jello.html' title='My legs, they are like Jello.'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113866091546782765</id><published>2006-01-30T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T17:41:55.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little bit 'o Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>So, apparently my old, crappy Opendiary still exists.  In the interest of nostalgia, I present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://opendiary.com/entrylist.asp?authorcode=B323250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life by Emily Katherine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.  Hate it.  Laugh at the craptacular-ness and the inevitable point where it degrades to song lyrics, like my msn space before it, and this blog sometime in the distant - to - near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to aller au gymnase pour fair du halterophile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AuRevoir, mes amis!   &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113866091546782765?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113866091546782765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113866091546782765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113866091546782765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113866091546782765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-bit-o-nostalgia.html' title='A Little bit &apos;o Nostalgia'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21687528.post-113859633959831001</id><published>2006-01-29T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:45:39.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>So, yeah.  I'm bored.  And I decided to hop on the blogwagon... woooooo!&lt;br /&gt;Things I did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Painted my nails&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his is actually not such a mundane process as you might believe... sheer polishes are pretty but retarded as far as applicaion 'cuz you can never get them on evenly, so they end up looking like crap.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Watched Tristan and Isolde (Romeo and Juliet with more fight scenes)&lt;br /&gt;3) Half my java project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate java, I hate java, I hate java, I hate java.  It is retarded.  And hi-lo games.  Ive now written a hi-lo game in 4 programming languages.  Hi-lo games were interesting in grade 10.  MOVING ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4) Listened to "You're all I Need" by Pilate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its stuck in my head in a continuous loop.  Good thing its a good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5) Pondering life with a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And how wonderful it will be!  I test drove a saturn, SC1 with a stick shift and 3 doors.  It was car-like.  My only complaint was that it was so low to the ground, I felt like I was sitting on the road.  BUT it has 4 wheels and goes, so who cares!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21687528-113859633959831001?l=emsmundanelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/feeds/113859633959831001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21687528&amp;postID=113859633959831001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113859633959831001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21687528/posts/default/113859633959831001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsmundanelife.blogspot.com/2006/01/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Emily Kate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
