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  <title>Surreality</title>
  <subtitle>My NeverLand</subtitle>
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    <name>Aeslinn</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-19T14:05:05Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainchymes:40773</id>
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    <title>Cowboy Bebop Movie?!?</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T14:05:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T14:05:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So am I the only one who is really excited that Keanu Reeves is going to play Spike Spiegel in an upcoming Cowboy Bebop movie? Because while I agree the guy can't act, it's not like he doesn't resemble the character well enough. And he has his snarky moments so wtf?? I think he's a good person to play the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainchymes:40662</id>
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    <title>Been Awhile..</title>
    <published>2008-07-28T17:10:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-28T17:25:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So...not much changes. Especially not the way I start my posts, it seems. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so not much going on currently. At work, on lunch, just finished updating my myspace. Don't know why I bother.&amp;nbsp;Everyone I want to stay in contact with I already see and they already know what goes on in my life so what's the point?&amp;nbsp;Maybe it's just the feeling of sanity that comes with&amp;nbsp;updating a journal. All I do know is I spent just about all of yesterday reading that Twilight book everyone's&amp;nbsp;going nuts over. Finally. Which&amp;nbsp;is a bit sad because I used to be completely into those kinds of books as a teenager and even into my early twenties. So picking up the book, espcially being right smack in the middle of my Doctor Who phase, was kinda weird for me. I hate&amp;nbsp;throwing myself into a new interest when my old one hasn't let up. It feels like I'm cheating&amp;nbsp;on a lover, LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so Twilight and a bit about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I liked it. Really, I did. Reading that book brought me back to my high school years, like I mentioned above. It was along the same vein as LJ Smith's work which I loved growing up. But therein lies the problem. It was so adolescent, such a work geared toward teens that while&amp;nbsp;the entire relationship held me tightly to the characters of Bella and Edward, it was just so...young adult. I guess once you wake up to the real world you can start seeing how silly all those supernatural books are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school was not a fun time for me. &amp;nbsp;I never wanted to be there, never fit in with anyone there although I have managed to hold onto my best friend from my middle and high school years. I was an ok student, never going out of my way to do better and even though, I still got good grades. Specialized school and all. Anyways, reading the story, it made me realize how much exactly I detested my high school years. All those simpering people who were jealous of you or who just flat out ignored you unless you had something about you that they could &lt;em&gt;plunder&lt;/em&gt;. I hated it. And I especially hated it after reading that first chapter that the author has on that website, that new book she's working on but from Edward's POV during the Twilight series? GOD. Shoot me now listening to the inner workings of all her friends's minds. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, in that sense, I was just not impressed. I was impressed by the fact that everything she did, everything she felt (Bella, I'm referring to) was very detailed to the point that when they finally kissed it almost made it seem like an NC-17 love scene to me. I enjoyed that, the entire build up. I didn't enjoy that they went from finally having their first kiss to suddenly professing their love for each other. Jeebus. Half the time you're pushing the girl away and half the time you can't breathe without her. Pick one and stick with it. Edward felt like the female throughout all this once we got some stuff out of him (feelings, Edward. It's like pulling teeth, we know). His whole mentality of, "I shouldn't but she really is kinda hot. But at the same time I'm a monster and can kill her one day if I don't pay attention. But damn, she's hot." Oh Edward. You're not a vampire. You're a normal guy deep down!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A horny, normal guy. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, like I said, I did enjoy the buildup. Brought me back to when a kiss was all I needed to&amp;nbsp;fall in love with characters. That and a good plot. Which this was. Well, actually, it was kind of typical, the plot. But still enjoyable. Very high school. Which is why I liked and didn't like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed his family immensely. Although while the author gives us the reason as to why they would like Bella so much right out the starting gate is flimsy. Nonetheless, I'm sure Edward's POV story will push me to really love the characters and understand why they should love her. I think once I get the background and get the story that focuses more on the Cullen clan, I'll like them a lot. Even with what we got in the story, I liked them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Jacob plays a little more in the other stories? Who knows. At the moment he was an iffy character for me. Take him, leave him. Doesn't matter. And James? Eh. Typical baddie. I do like that he roughed her up though. And I don't like that he was suddenly taken care of. This is why I hate reading stories from an actual character's POV. All the, "I felt that-" or the, "And when I saw him I-" Stuff like that. Because once you close your eyes, well that's the end of the POV, isn't it? Easy way out. Cowardly way out, actually. Whatever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I've seen the trailers for the movie, I have a hard time thinking Bella is beautiful. Don't get me wrong, I loved that chick in Panic Room. She had the short hair going on, blond, and I liked her look. But for her to suddenly have thick auburn hair down her back? Wha? Eh, no ty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward is a bit of a hottie, though. I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, book is good if you're a teen. I'm not anymore but it's still readable. I liked it. I'll probably read the rest of the series. They're in my overhead, currently. Hee. I also put her fourth book and her adult book on hold to try out. That way I don't have to go into withdrawal over not having her last book readily available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. My review. I think I'll start the second book now. I have to do check in at 1:30pm so may as well have something to read while I do that. Maybe it won't get too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. A girl came in this morning, 14 years of age. Needed a new card so I made her one. While I'm checking out her mom's ID and making the card she takes a glance at Twilight, which I had cover up on my desk. She goes, "OMG, that book was like SO good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ten years ago, I may have agreed wholeheartedly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Steven Moffat FTW!!!</title>
    <published>2008-05-21T19:21:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-21T19:21:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Steven Moffat, the lovely brain behind The Girl in the Fireplace and Blink is taking over as showrunner for Russell T. Davies!! OMFG!! Steven Moffat, I FRIKKIN' LOVE YOU!! Congratulations!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainchymes:40107</id>
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    <title>Frikkin' Crying.</title>
    <published>2008-05-17T02:03:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-17T02:03:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Emerson Hart - I Wish the Best For You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am frikkin' crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so not fair. I was ready for it to hurt, I really was. I was ready for it to be a painful frikkin' last episode for Moonlight and BLOODY FRAKKING HELL&amp;nbsp;IT WAS!! I'm a damn mess!! And just watching the whole ending, thinking to myself of what he should do right before he went and did it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bittersweet. And so damn painful to watch this episode and know that that was it, that there would be no more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fucking sucks.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainchymes:39861</id>
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    <title>Frak!</title>
    <published>2008-05-16T20:05:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-16T20:05:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heather Nova - Not Only Human</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So...Moonlight's been canceled. My coworker is beside herself. I'm walking around in a daze. And I just want to crumple into David Tennant's arms...and maybe rape him after I finish bawling...and just sit in silence. Or maybe with sad emo music in the background. Oh damnitalltohell. On the upside, I leave the job in about half an hour or so. Downside, it's raining, it's a bit of a walk to the train station, and did I mention Moonlight was canceled? Not even frikkin' Doctor Who can cheer me up. I stumbled across spoilers for this season's finale and I just couldn't pull my eyes away from it. So I read. And read. And now I'm severely depressed. Can nothing cheer me up tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that you said? Alcohol?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, picked up photoshop again after such a long time. I used to use it all the time when I did my own anime/manga art. I would spend hours and hours in front of the computer, jrock and english rock blasting, testing different colors for skin tone and hair colors, all sorts of hours just sitting there. I miss it so much sometimes. I know I can't get back to it but sometimes just being completely in love with something, and yes, atm that something is Doctor Who, will bring it out of me all over again. So I made some pics and then shrunk them into icon size as well in case I want to use them. Maybe at some point I'll make a post on some icon sites but not until I have a good batch. And good to me means perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yes. I also started up again with the fanfiction. Or not that I started up, I've always been writing, just under a different name. I used to write under Aeslinn. Now I write under...another name, LOL. So currently I have a Cowboy Bebop and a Moonlight fic up that I keep updating every once in a while. I took the handle over from someone I used to know and we've even collaborated on some fics but now she doesn't write anymore (that I know of) so I abuse the name. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get the hell out of here. This rain is bringing me down so I need to hurry up and get the f*ck out of here. Can only be creative at home. Must go home!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainchymes:39501</id>
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    <title>MVs! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T16:57:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T16:57:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So, I made my bro his music video. Didn't tell him what song I was using nor what footage from what movie. I ended up using AFI's Head Like a Hole (yes, I am aware NIN came out with the song first and that it's theirs but AFI adds a bit of something to it that I liked so I used that one instead) and I used FFVII Advent Children for clips. Man, I am so fucking proud of that mv! Holy CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one video has made my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added the link to my youtube to my Myspace in case you guys want to check it out. And yes, dinner and margaritas tonight, dear.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainchymes:39174</id>
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    <title>Hump Day. But In the Night.</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T03:28:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T03:28:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, so bear with me. It's about a quarter after 11pm. My guy is on the phone with his mom since she's coming&amp;nbsp;tomorrow. She needs to go to the ER for an&amp;nbsp;issue she&amp;nbsp;has with her eyes and it seems the prican doctors are..um...CRAP. So she'll be here tomorrow and I have no idea what she&amp;nbsp;will possibly think of me.&amp;nbsp;I guess&amp;nbsp;I should worry a little about it since I'm not exactly the ideal Puertorican girlfriend. What can I say? I was born half white, half Japanese inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm listening to him but he's far off in my head. I have a meeting I have to go to tomorrow and all I can think is that there is no one I want to see there. I think everyone there thinks too highly of themselves for being on this committee, that they pat themselves on the back for getting something done after three long months and that cutting off your dreds does NOTHING for your image because you're still ghetto and you do nothing for the cause. Now step aside and watch how a real TRS battles the system. Sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I annoyed. Yeah. A bit. I think some of these things are a waste of time. There are days when I think life in general is a waste of time, made up of happy moments spaced far apart. Which is a bit sad because if that's all you have to live for, a handful of happy moments, is it really worth it all in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit contemplative today. Wondering what's the point. What's the point of holding on to something that's tryingt o slip away? If it wants to get away why force it to stay? It's slowly dawning on me that somethings in life you just have to let go of. Friends. Associates. Jobs. Loved ones. Maybe it's time to let them go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, going out to dinner Friday with someone who actually WANTS to be out with me. Someone who doesn't send mixed signals. And someone who doesn't let months pass without a call and when I get in contact with them, doesn't sound awkward. Why the awkwardness, dude? Is there something you can't get over? Well, please. Do so. So I can not feel bad for you that you can't get over yourself. I have no problem letting go anymore. And I'll prove it to you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to something that makes me happy. I'm listening to&amp;nbsp;a song I used for a video and I realized that while I love the song and I like the video I made, I can make it so much better now. I really can. Which is weird, this change in opinion so quickly after making the video a first time. It's crazy. I promised my coworker I would make her a video for Moonlight (which, btw, has a cool episode on Friday and MAN was I SO right about the slash fics! OMG.) and I promised my bro I would make him a video. I have the song for Kin's video but I don't know the first song to use for my coworker. Which sucks because I'll probably be making hers first, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after my next Doctor Who.. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Tennant = Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it's that time folks. I'll probably be crashing before my guy realizes I'm still here.</content>
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    <title>Not Squee..?</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T15:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T15:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I think I seriously have something wrong with me. Other than the fact that I'm exhausted. That's not so much a problem. I think I'm obsessed with all things shippy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. I'm at work. I close today. And I just want to go home so bad. I really do. Just...go home. Can I do that? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a second video but the cuts in it are a bit off but I can't really go back to fix it because it uses a lot of memory (it seems) to run the program and the program likes to stall on me. I don't know why. I'm actually very confused by a ton of things that go on with my computer. TRS, my ass. Anyways, I finished the second one. Besides several cuts, I actually really like the way it came out. To the point that I no longer even like the one I did before it even though I was immesely proud of it two weeks ago. And now I'm running through a third in my head while I work, wondering what scenes could go here in it, what could fade into what. It's actually a very fun process. As long as you don't lose a night's sleep over it. As I did. Last Friday. The point is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no point. I'm just exhausted and ready to go home to work on the third video. I made myself an account on Youtube for the videos too so I can upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people say I'm a slacker. Silly.</content>
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    <title>OMG SLASH.</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T01:59:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T01:59:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So, watching tonight's Moonlight, 3475624083296 slash plot bunnies were born and are roaming free to take over the world..&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>FAIL.</title>
    <published>2008-04-24T20:33:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T20:41:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh man. This shit did it for me right here. Today has been the wackiest, greatest day of&amp;nbsp;work I have&amp;nbsp;had in a very long time. I think it's a combined Snapple Apple, coffee sugar high. All I need is some chocolate and some more Doctor Who/David Tennant and I can die a happy fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ihasatardis/1145921.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAIL - I Has A TARDIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&amp;nbsp;If you watch the show, you'd understand. Quite honestly, if you don't watch the show...you should understand. And you'll probably laugh your ass off with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Thank you Doctor&amp;nbsp;Who and all you geeky fans just like me. I love you with all my&amp;nbsp;(and&amp;nbsp;both of the Doctor's) heart(s).&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Almost That Time.</title>
    <published>2008-04-21T18:42:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-21T18:42:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ok not true. I still have another two hours before my ass can get on out of here. But it hasn't been too bad of a day. I have the last desk on the floor and then the fiance is picking me up and I'm out. Sooooo. Until then I'll just update.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a patron annoy me. She was great when she came in but now she's springing a bitch fit on me because she paid either $15 or $10 (it's like not even she's sure, which kinda makes the validity of her account...nooooot exactly accurate, but moving on) but doesn't understand how she was able to tack on an additional $10 (the actual amount is $9 which she keeps sidestepping...here's the deal people. If you want us all to go by your account of everything and how accurate your memory is, try to keep up with the numbers because if you're arguing your own numbers then maybe your memory isn't all that, is it?). But every time she does the math is doesn't add up and I explained it's because she's changing her own numbers. First ten then fifteen? You didn't pay ten you paid six. I need a receipt. It didn't take off the entire ten because according to the fines paid you paid six not ten! Stop trying to confuse me! Bring me the receipt already so we don't have to keep arguing. If you want to pay your fines to check out use the kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. We don't have change. HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I had to download the second and third seasons of Doctor Who along with the current fourth season airing in the UK. We're not actually supposed to be getting all these new episodes until later on. But if you happen to have BBCAmerica then you lucked out. Unfortunately for some people out there you'll have to depend on SciFi which is JUST finishing up season three of Doctor Who. And season three ended last year June or so. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yes. I downloaded the latest season four episode which I didn't get a chance to watch at home so I caught up with that on Youtube at work during lunch. I love the internet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a music video. Yeah really. I've only ever made one on my life and it was a lot more difficult before so I don't know why it took me so long to make another. I guess because I haven't been as caught up by a show in quite a long time as this one. But anyways, I made a video and uploaded it to myspace and youtube also. I kinda like the way it came out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to make one for Moonlight for Marianne. She'd frikkin love it. That show is also starting up again this friday. I can't wait.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Comic Con on the day my beloved Alex o'louglin was supposed to be there. Alas. I did not see him. Seems I didn't see him because he was in the IGN theater, not on the main floor. Bloody Hell. The funny thing is that down the block from the Con was a blood drive vehicle and it had Moonlight posters on it. Which was great. I came oh so close to donating. Just to get a second season for Moonlight, LOL. But I didn't. We were in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. Let me go for a bit. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sweet Cloudy Friday.</title>
    <published>2008-04-04T15:40:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-04T16:31:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My day is just about halfway over and what is tonight?? Oh yes, lovely people. Margarita night! I need one desperately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I redid just about my entire myspace, minus the background. Me like that one too much so that might stick around for a bit unless something strikes me like a brick off the head. I stayed up to well past midnight and had to be up by 6:30am so I'm a bit tired but whatever! I just want to be done so I can go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been downloading like a rabid little animal. A bunch of shows that I've been missing. I downloaded The Unit, which I heard was good. I downloaded Damages, the first season of Supernatural (may as well try it) and of course my seasons of Doctor Who. I'm on withdrawal because of it so I need season two to download um...now, plzkthx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight is coming back April 25th! Woohoo! Seems the fan community decided to mix fandom with philanthropy to get it to have a second season. Red Cross is hooking up with the fan bases to organize blood drives for the damn show. I must admit, if I had the time and the real urgency to do it, I would donate again. It's been a while and I always try to chicken out of it at the last minute since I'm not a fan of needles but then I go through with it and I feel much better once it's done and someone helps me up off the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault I never seem to have enough sugar in my system. Yeesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, my show comes back in three weeks. Three weeks, ppl. Count it down with me. Three. W00t.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel in the mood to do something, either writing or drawing. Probably writing more since my flash drive is already hooked up to the computer and I really should catch up on my fanfics. I always give myself too much to do then procrastinate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what my guy has to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you all with the quote of the day. Chances are, any quotes I ever use here will be from Recapist.com and probably from either The Original Spy or Keira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ianto and Jack fill us in on the Night Travelers’ motivation. They were forgotten and now they want revenge. And… we’ve got plot. Don’t jump on it, it’s not that strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Love it.</content>
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    <title>Tuesday! Almost Out!</title>
    <published>2008-04-01T21:10:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-01T21:12:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am about twenty minutes from getting my ass out of work! Good? Hell yes. Me is tired. So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://quizfarm.com//section_image/2007/11/29/204503/tinkerbell.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=204503N"&gt;Find Out Which Disney Girl You Are!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Tinkerbell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's sassy, she's sarcastic, and she's such a fashionista - Tinkerbell is definitely one of the rebels of the Disney girls - just like you! Sometimes that temper of yours can get you into hot water, but at least people know you're there for them in the tough spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Tinkerbell&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Alice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mulan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; 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    <title>Moody Monday.</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T13:39:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-31T13:39:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm doing it again. Updating on a Monday. Maybe because Monday mornings&amp;nbsp;usually signal (usually) the beginning of a work week. But lately I've been feeling&amp;nbsp;very short-tempered with everyone. Well not everyone but people&amp;nbsp;I work with. I'm trying not to. I always give myself a pep talk in the morning, the usual, "I will keep my temper in check. I will not get mad at anyone at work. I will do my job with a smile. I will be customer service oriented..." And then someone gets me mad right out of the gate and the pep talk&amp;nbsp;goes to shit. Hell yes, people. I actually DO try all those silly little mind deceiving tricks, all those self help instructions. I belittle myself in doing so because unless you start off being incredibly peppy in the morning, it does not work. But at least I try.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning is no different. I don't start for another hour but to go home just to come back would be silly on my part. I'd get to see Sunset through to Kings Highway, all the wonderful possibilities of Brooklyn to be sure. But no thanks. I'd really just resemble another derelict on the train. That can be avoided so I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking online lately for another job. Something that pays more. Something different. I finally got my annuity in order, am looking forward to the raise and keep stressing myself out concerning house hunting when I don't even know where I'd be going or what I'd be doing. The truth of the matter is that I have to get started on my driver's license. Which bites because I'm sure driving anywhere but Brookyn NY would be great but to have to learn here.. I'm sure the upside of that argument is that if I ever have congested highways and road rage idiots, I would know how to deal with it. But deep down, I'm just a procrastinator, I really am. And I shouldn't. But it feels like it would be just one more thing on my plate when my nerves are as fried as they already are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really should just learn. I'm going to have to if I ever plan to move my ass out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, somehow I just only managed to depress myself this fine cloudy morning writing in this blog. Usually people say that writing things down will make you feel better. I've only been reminded of all the things I have to do and put up with. Should I be happier? Yeah probably. I should be happier because things are actually going ok in my life. Engaged to a great guy, great support from family and friends, a good job and ok health. I still have that kink in my neck but I have a feeling if I were to take a day to go see my doctor my boss would just bitch at me. She's already tried to give me work and I don't even start for anothert 45 minutes. She's been tossing a bunch of cracks at me lately about certain things, especially when she doesn't want to take her own desk or do stuff that she should be doing herself. So...this looks to be one more of those days where my pep talks are squandered. Five minutes of my life I'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeesh.</content>
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    <title>Kink in the Neck?</title>
    <published>2008-03-24T15:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T18:33:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No, I don't know why I put a question mark at the end of the Subject line. It's not a question. I really do have one.&amp;nbsp;And before all you perverts think&amp;nbsp;I got it doing something perverted, you are absolutely right. I was going down on my toothbrush Friday morning. Right before&amp;nbsp;I had me my cup of coffee. Which brings me to another topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do&amp;nbsp;people have coffee after brushing their teeth? I mean besides the fact that if you're off to work you should&amp;nbsp;definitely brush your teeth and then have your coffee. Then a&amp;nbsp;mint to combat the coffee breath, regardless, but like on days you don't work and don't have to go out, why brush then drink? You should still brush after&amp;nbsp;to get rid of the coffee breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah. It's Monday. Hence my inquisitive nature this fine morning. My vacation is over which just blows. But the good thing is I spent the whole vacation in my room&amp;nbsp;overkilling myself with season 5 of 24.&amp;nbsp; Good thing? Hell yes, fellow MFers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, it's just a typical Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways&amp;nbsp;let's see what else I can totally&amp;nbsp;get myself into trouble with...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:25pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm back online with my journal. There is this great site I go to constantly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recapist.com"&gt;The Recapist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I miss an episode from some of my fave shows I can always read up on the recaps here. Hell, even if I &lt;em&gt;watch&lt;/em&gt; the show but just want to laugh my ass off afterward, I still go there. But your show has to have a funny as hell recapper for you to get as much out of it as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. Was reading the recaps to Smallville's Season 7 premiere, I think it was Bizarro. Best line EVER from a recapper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My theory on why sunlight makes Clark stronger than kryptonite makes Bizarro, is that Krypton was only a planet. The sun is a&lt;em&gt; star&lt;/em&gt;, bitch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to read the recaps for Moonlight and Torchwood. Funny shit there people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Campy...</title>
    <published>2008-03-22T15:28:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-22T15:28:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I've started&amp;nbsp;watching a show called Torchwood which is a&amp;nbsp;spin off of Doctor Who. I blame Miramar. She's a lovely pain in my ass, I have to admit. She knows I like to go out and have drinks so she got me a miniature flask which I wear on my bag when I go to work. No, people. I don't fill it up with alcohol, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, she got me into Torchwood which is, like I said, a spin off and an anagram or Doctor Who. And may I say how sexily campy it is? I frikkin LOVE it. LOVE IT. Captain Jack will do it with anyone&amp;nbsp;or anything which I just find &lt;em&gt;hilarious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Hilarious, people. Mind you the actor himself is gay and out so he has no problem kissing men, women, aliens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool. You guys should try it even though it's Hercules/Xena campy. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday. I'm working. Can anything else be said? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll update some more in a few.</content>
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    <title>Happy Monday?</title>
    <published>2008-03-17T16:59:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-17T16:59:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is it possible? It would seem so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarely am I alive&amp;nbsp;on Mondays but today is a good day. A bit&amp;nbsp;chilly but good. I kinda started my diet ok this morning. I made myself the promise that today I would start and really try to stick to it. So here's hoping that works out. The last few days have been crappy and I've had like three headaches in the last four days (or the same headache for four days which is quite possible as well). I had to refill my migraine prescription because it got so bad. Usually a pill or two and some sleep and we're all good but it started on Thursday and just DID NOT let up really until today. Even some of yesterday was bad, mostly in the morning when I stopped by my house. Dropped of breakfast and had a moment with my dad since he's the migraine sufferer in the family and the reason why I&amp;nbsp;get mine, it seems. But I think it's attributed to the fact that I was on the flow last week. Saturday to Sunday was my last day and now I feel really good, floating almost. My paycheck is just about gone on bills but you win some and you lose some, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, sticking to the diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing&amp;nbsp;down everything I eat, measurements and all. Water intake, calories, tracking with the pedometer. A few days ago when I was trying to stay in line with it I realized I had messed up when I had to work out&amp;nbsp;later in the night just to be able to eat dinner. THAT sucks. So I'm trying not to fall into that little trap again. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up with a friend from Tampa. I&amp;nbsp;talk to her every once in a while on Myspace but we've really started emailing each other and&amp;nbsp;started catching up so I know some of the stuff that's going on in her life. I realized yesterday just how much I missed her when she emailed me back. She's such a character. LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching America's Best Dance Crew on MTV. I love that damn show. My God, Kaba Modern and Jabbawockeez. My GOD. Well it seems Kaba Modern has been a big thing on the West Coast for the last 15 years. They always circulate members&amp;nbsp;when they graduate or leave for some reason but they literally have been doing this dancing then all over, at shows and conventions for years. So I think that's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh.&amp;nbsp;New York Magazine just came in with a full page pic of&amp;nbsp;Spitzer with an arrow pointing at his crotch that reads, "Brain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. Me want to read. Brb.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Alas. You Know What Time It Is...</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T16:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T16:29:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Or what day it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, Mondays are when I go absolutely haywire and feel like destroying the world. So the Monday after Daylight Savings changes? Oh I'm sure you can just &lt;em&gt;imagine&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, today is a weird day. I keep thinking everything is &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Like my hair. I didn't straighten it and it's wonderfully thick and bouncy and BY GOD I just want to chop it all off. It's the first day of my visit from the dreaded aunt and I'm just very bitter today. No doubt it's my hormones and all that happy stuff but I hate feeling like this. I don't want to be bothered by a single patron but seeing as how I'm on desk for the next hour I feel like I have a big Target sign on my forehead. Plus, I attract weirdos. Needless to say, I don't want to be on this desk right now. I don't want to be anywhere near this desk right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Um. Not much actually. Weekend was fun. I didn't get home till about 4:30am Sunday night and I kept waking up every hour or so up until I actually got out of bed at noon. I bet some of you are thinking, "Wow. Que vida." No, damnit. I'm not in the best mood nor have I gotten the best sleep because of it. I'm miserable, achy and just want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a meeting at Central later today so instead of going home I will be in Central wondering, &lt;em&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;No. Not a good day. Alas.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sigh. Yes. It's Monday. Again.</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T18:37:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T18:37:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do people get mad at me because I don't understand their language? It would be a different &amp;nbsp;story if I lived in their country, worked in one of their jobs/positions and couldn't help them because I didn't understand the language. But I live in America. Our language is (true, ebonic) English. Please don't get mad at me because &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; don't speak &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; language. Do me a favor. Get some help, go to some classes, pick up some tapes. But &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;get mad at me because I don't understand you. You should be happy I'm not getting mad at &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; for not understanding &lt;em&gt;me.&lt;/em&gt; This isn't China. This isn't Russia. This isn't Mexico (yes I've had some issues with Mexicans but lucky me, they were nice).&amp;nbsp; This is the US of A, people. Get with the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on. This weekend is my vacation, lucky me I get paid beforehand. All bills have been paid and I have some extra cash hanging around the house so I should be ok. Luckily my guy is getting his oil pan fixed since it was an issue with his vehicle but now Carlotta (yes, I call her Carlotta. And I &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; the name, thankyouverymuch!) is doing better which means I need to get out there, get Kin's birthday gift, get a bunch of stuff for the trip and finally just enjoy myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss just made herself feel better because she saw me on desk writing this even though it's supposed to be here desk. This means I will now find something to do off desk so she can do some of the workload herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I've basically given up being the nice guy.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I'm Engaged!</title>
    <published>2008-02-20T21:53:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-20T21:53:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Soooooo, yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guy asked me for Valentine's Day and I said yes! Woo-hoo! The ring is BEAUTIFUL! For the first few days, and even now, I'm scared of wearing it but it was too big when he gave it to me so I had to put some tape on it till he could get it resized and now that it's been resized...it's still too big. But he can't get it resized any smaller or the side jewels will pop out sooooo I have to get a ring guard for it. But now I love wearing it! Even being scared out of my mind, I want to wear it all the time, I'm so in love with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me under the Verrazano Bridge because he says every time we have a fight that's where we go to work it out so I guess he wanted it to be a happier place to think about. Either way we'd had dinner at my favorite place ever (Thank you Steph!) so I'm really happy I didn't have too much to drink or else I wouldn't have remembered anything about the proposal at all. Yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told mom and dad on Sunday (or rather, he did. I was absent because I wasn't supposed to know he was going to ask them for my hand) and now they're happier (I think) than I am. Which is weird. But I'm in such a deliriously happy mood I could almost throw up all over myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, sounds great, doesn't it?!?! I'm so damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let me go!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>HeLLOOO Saturday!</title>
    <published>2008-02-09T15:28:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-09T15:28:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Let's get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely ten minutes into this lovely but cloudy Saturday and I've&amp;nbsp;already had two crazies all up in my face. One demanded to know why his expired Guest Pass didn't work and why he had to pay for another one seeing as how he was out of state and&amp;nbsp;had to use a computer. Dude, in all honesty, that's policy. You're out of state&amp;nbsp;you'd have to pay $50 for a year in BPL and that would gladly have been waived had you not come flying at me with attitude. Second, two dollars is pocket change. Go beg for some.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second crazy&amp;nbsp;asked if all he had to do to return books was drop them in the book drop. I said yes. And then he goes on to ask what if someone slacks off and doesn't check it in til Monday. Dude. We JUST opened. Even if there were books left over for Monday, we'd still check it in at no cost to you. Just drop the damn book in and go away. And then he says, "You're giving me a weird look but I'm trying to keep ahead of you with my questions. Bet that's not something normal people ask you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He really did&amp;nbsp;say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I laughed, said no, saw my life flash before my eyes for a moment and then was relieved once he turned and left. And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, was the start to my Saturday. Lucky ME, it's ONLY 10:26am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had two fried eggs from the diner, about two cups of water and some coffee with skim milk and sugar. Some. I had such an energy boost that I'm still trying to come down from it. So&amp;nbsp;On top of it I worked out twenty minutes on my bike. Fun stuff? Actually it was. I did it to the last episode of Buffy, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, let me be&amp;nbsp;off. I'll probably add more&amp;nbsp;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! My first wacko is still here!! ARGH!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Go Giants!</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T18:50:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T18:50:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ok so I'm not a fan. Of Sports. In general. But the whole buzz of the SuperBowl got me wondering what was so good about the damn thing so instead of watching my marathon of The Closer I decided to hang about channel 5 and see what was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I have a small crush on Eli Manning. He looks like a little kid. I've had it in for Tom Brady since he broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and shacked up with Gisele so the simple fact that he seemed to be off his game only made the whole event deliciously delightful for me. But that last quarter was disgusting the way it had me hanging on like a lovestruck ex. My God, my heart was beating like 50 beats a second. Even my guy was more interested in internet activity than the game (till the fourth quarter. Then he was glued like I was). My God, one second on the clock? I would have left just like&amp;nbsp;the Patriots coach had.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that my weekend was boring. Finished watching Season One of Dexter with my guy. He'd never seen it so I figured I's borrow it from one of our friends and let him try it out. Also ran into a bunch of my old coworkers from my previous job. Margarita Night, darling. Don't forget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday. I'm going away at the end of February for a few days. Get drunk. Have fun. So I'm saving up some cash. Plus I did my taxes so some of that will be going to my trip. I'm actually very excited. I want to go already! And since I got a camera for Christmas I can now take pics and have memories of those places. I'm thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, what else? Eh not much. Hasn't been boring but it's not the kind of thing I'm really in the mood to talk about here. But a funny thing is that a guy who previously had his money stolen clear out of his bookbag in my branch has now turned into a thief himself, stealing two of my mice from the Child computers. Isn't that lovely? Had him on camera and all. So once he was confronted about it he was told to return the mice, which I doubt he will do and then he's not allowed to come back in here for a month or so. Geez is that all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would seem so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, beyond that I started downloading the Veronica Mars seasons and am now up to season three, the last one. She's a funny chick, I like that show. And I love Logan. Lucky me, the actor is now on Moonlight. Swoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok then folks, that's it for me for the time being. Talk to you guys!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Headachy..? Mayhaps.</title>
    <published>2008-01-22T16:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-22T16:12:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a small headache.&amp;nbsp; Very small. But bothersome. I had a bag of steamed vegetables, whole wheat with peanut butter and a lemon zinger tea for breakfast, with honey and sugar added in. My usual morning ritual preparing my tea but very much worth it half the time. I think in a few minutes I will take a walk on over to Rite Aid and see what I can buy there to accompany&amp;nbsp;my lunch. Some more veggies perhaps. I'm such a lazy bitch. As opposed to steaming my own I buy the prepackaged deals. Eh. I'll laugh all the way to my ten pound loss. Alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Moonlight fixation is nowhere near done but the damn show is thanks to those frikkin'&amp;nbsp;greedy writers! Way to go! Getting America mad at you because you want more money! For God sakes! Get up off you asses and write my damn show before I have to go down to CBS and apply myself! Don't think I won't! I will kill off my newly mortal Mick to make a point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, fairly boring day. I should have called out.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Oh Yes! Survey Time!</title>
    <published>2008-01-10T14:30:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-10T14:30:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in a way better mood than I was yesterday! So what does that say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, damnit! I'm on my period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What that says iiiiiiiis...that it's&amp;nbsp;Survey Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 100%; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;The Important Things...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Who's someone from your past you wish was still present in your life &amp;amp; why?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I had a friend when I was 13 who was a role model to me. She's still in my life but I haven't seen her in a long time and she doesn't live close to me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What is your ultimate goal in life?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;To just be frikkin happy and not worry so much about others!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Tell us something a little embarrassing about yourself.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;When I like something I obsess over it. And this is in all areas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If you could live anywhere, in anything - what would it be?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I would love to live in Brooklyn, one of the nicer areas and have my own house or live somewhere with lots of trees and nice neighbors. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;In a pretend and egocentric world what would you do for a living?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;In a pretend world I'd be rich (not famous) and I'd never work.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever had any illnesses that really sucked?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yeah, nothing major but I once dehydrated and was bedridden for like three days.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If you've met Mr. or Ms. right, share a valuable tidbit for single folks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I happen to think he is Mr. Right so valuable tidbit, don't go looking! They'll find you!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If you're single, is there anything that scares you about together forever?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Not single.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's something that makes you smile... a real solid giddy smile?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Thinking about my coworkers. They have the best relationship and they always let me in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do you have a motto in life?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I used to. I don't have one anymore.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Describe the elderly person you hope to be later in life...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Someone healthy, happy and dying her hair black to combat the aging process!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Rock, paper or scissors? Any reason?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Scissors. I happen to think I'm sharp but I always get beat down by brutes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more since I still have time. It's a longer one but from what I read while skimming it seems cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 100%; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the most boring survey question?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Your Name. Who cares what your name is?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's your one major addiction?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Music.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the craziest thing you've done 2 get your "fix" for it?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Oh man, what haven't I done? I've walked around with a discman in my back pocket, bought jeans so that discman would FIT. I've told bosses I wasn't feeling well so I could go home and change my Playlist. You think it up, I've done it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If the person u hate most was drowning, would u save them?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope. I don't want to drown too!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do you prefer shower doors or shower curtains?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I don't have a preference. As long as the water doesn't get out I'm ooooook&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If u have a pet do u refer to yourself as the pet's dad, mom, sis, bro etc?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope. I refer to myself as Death Bringer around him. He doesn't get the hint.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What celebrity would u be most afraid to ask for an autograph from?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Paris Hilton. I'm afraid her stupidity will rub off on me. Like cooties.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have u ever caused a pile-up of 3 or more cars?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope but I don't drive so give me a bit more time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Which record is more embarassing: driving, school, criminal?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Criminal, definitely. I was actually a good kid in school and I don't drive yet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If u got accepted 2 ur #1 college &amp;amp; could leave w/out ur diploma, would u?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Sure why not? I'm sure I can pick it up another day..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What piece of technology is totally overrated?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Ipod. OMG. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the most amount of energy drinks u have had in 1 day?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I'd say three. But only one was a Red Bull. The other two were coffee.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Are you any good at faking sick?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Not really, no.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's one country u NEVER want to visit?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Currently Iraq?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Summer or Winter Olympics?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Who cares? I don't watch them either way&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;In my city there's a street home 2 hookers.. is there one in urs?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Supposedly the house across the street from me was one. I dunno if that's still true.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the quickest way to put u asleep during class?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Having an available seat for me in the back. Works like a charm.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What is your school known for?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Technology. Me thinks. It's been so long..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever had a penpal from another country?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yes I have! Xiuwen from Singapore! She was frikkin awesome and so cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do u know all the words to the song Crazy Rap?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If ur pic was in the dictionary, wut word would I find it under?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Endangered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have u ever wondered how calculators work?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Not...really. No..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do u pick up pennies even if they're heads down (its bad luck)?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yeah sure. i collect change. They turn into vacation funds!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do you believe in the 6 degree rule? (U r connected 2 every1 by 6 ppl)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Um I've never given it much thought but that Bacon guy must hate it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do your ears bother u when you fly on airplanes?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Something they plug up. Isn't that everyone?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever tried eHarmony?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have I? I know I went looking around one of those match sites once. Maybe it was that one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Which song do u believe has the most powerful meaning?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Currently The Great Divide. Goes very well with my fanfic. But so is The Last Goodnight's In Your Arms. Those words are lovely.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Has ur school ever had a snow day?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I'm sure we were closed because of it. Or maybe I faked it. LOL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Is there a state that u always forget exists?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Washington maybe.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If I looked in ur closet wut would I find?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Clothes?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Are you good at telling jokes?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever tried any of the "Jackass" stunts?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;LMAO I don't know, I don't watch Jackass but I have done some stupid things.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever dreamed of being a Youtube star?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yes a YouTube porn star.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;After seeing Romy&amp;amp;Michelles HS Reunion, did u wonder who made post its?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I've never seen it but I can now ponder that without watching it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Did u ever get into the Gogurt craze?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;How do you feel about making gingerbread houses?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I've never made one but I think I would enjoy it immensely.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What do you think when you see a pregnant teenager?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I feel sad, actually. I mean, I didn't really enjoy my teen years but I don't blame myself for that. They have to blame themselves for that.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the best senior prank you have ever heard or thought of?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I dunno but I just saw an SVU episode with Frat Guys and their hazing rituals.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the weirdest phobia/fear you have ever heard of?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Not sure off the top of my head.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What did you think when Steve Irwin died?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;It was sad.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Are you any good at Guitar Hero?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I've actually never tried it but my guy friends were all over it&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If u couldnt get caught, would u streak at a football game?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;LMAO no prolly not&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Favorite soup when your sick?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Vegetable Soup! Even when I'm not sick!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Is there any event in ur life that would be soap opera worthy?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;LOL not exactly but I managed to start a rumor at my job about someone else and all it took was my toothbrush kit!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Favorite Adam Sandler movie?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I don't like Adam Sandler much honestly. Maybe 50 First Dates&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever done any modeling?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Least favorite month of the year?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Probably August&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever wondered what the point of a leap year is?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Can you fit into a locker?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;LOL not the ones at my job!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Would it be distracting if u went 2 a school that was rite on the beach?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Not really. I actually went to college on the beach but I went to classes too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you tried all 31 flavors at Baskin Robbins?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Which stereotype have u become that u never thought you'd be?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I'm not sure. I happen to think whatever stereotype I fit is part of what makes me me. If that makes sense.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Ever been on the news? If so, what for?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Not exactly. I was once interviewed about my reaction to a girl who had been raped and my coworker said he saw me on the news and told me I looked good. That was the most of it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do you have any desire to learn how to hack computers?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;A small amount. Probably because if I hacked computers I'd understand all the jargon and inner workings of the computer itself.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Is it worth it to be really ugly and nerdy if ur really really rich?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What do you mean is it worth it?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have you ever gone to Costco to eat lunch?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I have! It was right across the street from my job&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Do you even know what Costco is?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Um..yeah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Which sport does the worst at your school?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I never paid attention, honestly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's your favorite product slogan?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f3fafe; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;It's not a slogan really. There's a commercial, I think for like ham or something and this Asian lady is sitting with her friend and she opens a bag of something and as soon as she does a group of people start singing and chanting&amp;nbsp;and she's looking around kinda confused but excited at the same time and at the end she turns to her friend and goes, "Woo!" into her face. I do that to my guy sometimes, LMAO.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh! Gotta go now!</content>
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    <title>Weary Morning...</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's 9:15am. I'm alone in the branch since the custodian just left to go to Ryder to clean up their mess. I feel absolutely disgusting and I'm going to destroy these jeans when I get home. I should have known better, before buying them but they fit my huge hips so I got them. But they're low rise. Oh my God, I have a long shirt and a sweater wrapped around my waist and I still feel as if everyone will be able to see my crack. It's purely mental at this point, my reasoning, purely insane, but I swear I'm just about ready to leave and call in for the day. This is how weird and uncomfortable I'm currently feeling. And I can't for the life of me explain why this is. Only that I feel so nasty and so tired and so...BLAH, that it's affecting me terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad part is that I just had my SDO yesterday so I can't really not show up today. Isn't that terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair black but I can't see the difference so methinks I'm going to have to either do it again or get a different brand. I really want it to stick out, contrast noticeably. On the upside, it smells GREAT! But that's it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm stuck in a rut. Like...badly. I have no desire to do anything, no desire to even be here. I'm sure it'll change once my coworkers come in but I just realized that telling them how disgusting I feel will probably make me break down and cry. WTF is going on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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