<?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-4153310</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:34:38.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amandaland</title><subtitle type='html'>What is going on in my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-4857140502025865669</id><published>2008-08-04T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:57:55.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You gotta watch this</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyqUj3PGHv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyqUj3PGHv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's I can say is, let's do the fork in the garbage disposal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-4857140502025865669?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyqUj3PGHv4' title='You gotta watch this'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/4857140502025865669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=4857140502025865669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/4857140502025865669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/4857140502025865669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-gotta-watch-this.html' title='You gotta watch this'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-3751414804887948665</id><published>2008-04-17T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:40:56.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma’s a bitch!</title><content type='html'>I got a notice from code enforcement about the tree limbs in my backyard.  Code enforcement wouldn't have known anything about the limbs if I hadn't been an asshole and called them on my neighbors.  Hopefully they'll be understanding and give me some time since I live alone and I'm broken.  Oh well, I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lortab&lt;/span&gt;, so who cares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-3751414804887948665?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/3751414804887948665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=3751414804887948665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3751414804887948665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3751414804887948665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2008/04/karmas-bitch.html' title='Karma’s a bitch!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-4526211511773195953</id><published>2008-04-15T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:36:00.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I can do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, yeah, yesterday morning I was cleaning my neighbor's trash up out of my backyard so I could call code enforcement on them, and I fell down and hurt myself. I stepped in a hole and fell all the way down. I put out my arms to keep from face-planting, and immediately my elbow hurt so bad I started crying. I haven't cried from physical pain in forever. I went to the doctor today, and he said because of the way I fell, I could have broken the bone plate in my elbow, but you can't see that on the x-ray, so it may be broken or I strained the ligament. I have a splint on it and I have to keep it in this sling and immobilized, and go back in a week. I'm awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189666192165225730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9HShU9fqzqY/SAVl597cxQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SNDXi-19VdI/s320/sling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Erika, for helping me type this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-4526211511773195953?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/4526211511773195953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=4526211511773195953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/4526211511773195953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/4526211511773195953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-what-i-can-do.html' title='Look what I can do'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9HShU9fqzqY/SAVl597cxQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SNDXi-19VdI/s72-c/sling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-5763362171898439109</id><published>2008-03-19T13:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T13:07:22.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor Paige</title><content type='html'>Paige is 3, almost 4.  She's been going to head start this year, and she really likes it.  She's pissed right now.  It's Spring Break, and she doesn't understand why her mom won't take her to school.  She's just mad.  My poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mason is 5 and in kindergarten.  He got in trouble a couple weeks ago for standing on the urinal at school.  I think it's hilarious, but Leslie didn't really see the humor in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-5763362171898439109?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/5763362171898439109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=5763362171898439109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/5763362171898439109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/5763362171898439109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-poor-paige.html' title='My poor Paige'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-1634977845547973265</id><published>2008-01-28T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:47:38.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude</title><content type='html'>So, another semester has begun, and I don't think I'm going to make it through this one as smoothly as I did the last one.  I have a 3 inch binder that I'm pretty sure isn't going to hold anymore papers, and it's only the beginning of the third week.  I haven't really read anything, and I'm getting way behind already.  I guess I'm going to spend the next week doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing some ceramics, I'll try to post pictures next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-1634977845547973265?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/1634977845547973265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=1634977845547973265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/1634977845547973265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/1634977845547973265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2008/01/dude.html' title='Dude'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-806331111709482309</id><published>2008-01-09T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:23:03.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in forever. Well, I made it through the semester. I got B's in both Oklahoma History and Philosophy. I told you they suck. I really did enroll in 13 hours for this semester. The semester starts on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what's happened since the last time I blogged?  My dad and grandma came to visit me for my 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  We had a really great week, and, so far, being 30 doesn't suck as bad as I thought it would.  While they were here, we were with my sister and her kids most of the time.  I also spent a week with them at Christmas.  It's so fun warping their fragile little minds.  When I blow dry my hair, I flip my head upside down, and Paige saw me do it one day, so now she thinks that's the way you're supposed to do your hair, so that's how she does her hair.  Over Christmas I stopped by my sister's and Mason was watching a video of the new version of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.  I started bitching to Leslie &amp;amp; Jeremy that that wasn't real Ninja Turtles, so it was lame (not thinking that Mason would be listening).  Now Mason tells her that's not real Ninja Turtles, and will only watch the live action Ninja Turtles movies. :)  Leslie doesn't find it as funny as I do.&lt;br /&gt;Not much else is going on really, but I am planning to get the mother of all nerd tattoos when I get my student loan money.  I'll post pictures.  It's going to be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-806331111709482309?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/806331111709482309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=806331111709482309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/806331111709482309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/806331111709482309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2008/01/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-7628182026069910252</id><published>2007-11-14T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:23:15.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>I am so ready for this semester to be over!  I'm enrolled in 12 hours this semester, my first time to take that many hours, and I'm just ready to be done.  Philosophy and Oklahoma History SUCK!  I was thinking about taking 13 hours next semester, but I really don't want to do that; maybe I'll just do 6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-7628182026069910252?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/7628182026069910252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=7628182026069910252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/7628182026069910252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/7628182026069910252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/11/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-3129281551354418195</id><published>2007-10-01T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T17:30:00.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the drama</title><content type='html'>Poor, crazy Britney Spears finally lost custody of her children to Kevin Federline. Who would have thought 2 years ago that Kevin would be ruled the more stable parent? It's madness. Miss Britney needs to get some help, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-3129281551354418195?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21087621/?GT1=10450' title='Oh the drama'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/3129281551354418195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=3129281551354418195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3129281551354418195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3129281551354418195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-drama.html' title='Oh the drama'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-2374837311592389844</id><published>2007-09-11T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T14:38:51.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on now</title><content type='html'>Is it really too much to ask that people not talk on their cell phones in the library? I man, people come here so they can have a quiet environment to study in. They don't want to hear couples fighting over the phone, or people gossiping about insignificant bull shit. Speaking of insignificant bull shit, did you see Britney on the VMAs? Anyway, these are the same people who would complain to me if other people were talking loudly on their phones around them while they were trying to study. When did people become so inconsiderate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-2374837311592389844?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/2374837311592389844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=2374837311592389844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/2374837311592389844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/2374837311592389844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/09/come-on-now.html' title='Come on now'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-7728212532252663328</id><published>2007-09-07T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T16:33:18.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney playing soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJyfTQ_ITd4"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJyfTQ_ITd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my niece playing soccer at my aunt &amp; uncle's. She's adorable, isn't she!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-7728212532252663328?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/7728212532252663328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=7728212532252663328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/7728212532252663328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/7728212532252663328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/09/sydney-playing-soccer.html' title='Sydney playing soccer'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-8739658905969513149</id><published>2007-07-19T20:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:49:18.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new puppy</title><content type='html'>I got a puppy. She's just a mutt. I got her free from an ad in the paper. I've had her for about a month now. The lady I got her from said all she knows is that her mom is part heeler. I think she's got some pit bull in her too. She's really sweet, and she's only peed on the floor twice, and that was during the first week I had her. I got her because she'll get big, and she doesn't know the neighbor kids that live across the street. Here are a couple pictures of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 308px" height="411" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/PICT0340.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 370px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="454" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/PICT0341.jpg" width="499" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="341" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/PICT0338.jpg" width="525" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation pictures will be coming soon. I'm still in the process of getting them uploaded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-8739658905969513149?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/8739658905969513149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=8739658905969513149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/8739658905969513149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/8739658905969513149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-puppy.html' title='My new puppy'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-6470355451242766425</id><published>2007-07-05T03:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T03:38:56.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5th o July</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a fantabulous 4th of July. I had a great day. I am typing this from my dad's computer in &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/maps?q=Atwater,+CA,+USA&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;t=h&amp;om=1&amp;ll=37.653383,-121.113281&amp;spn=1.696105,3.208008&amp;z=8&amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Atwater, California&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;Surprise! I'm on vacation!&lt;/span&gt; I got here on the 2nd, and it's been a wonderful few days. I've been here 2 nights, and awoken hung over 2 mornings. :) I've eaten &lt;a href="http://www.in-n-out.com/default.asp"&gt;In 'n' Out&lt;/a&gt;, and bought wine at &lt;a href="http://www.delicato.com/"&gt;Delicato&lt;/a&gt;, but most importantly, I've spent time with my family. I'm having such a good time, but it's going by so fast though. I'm going back home the 10th, but I'm just going to be in denial for now, and pretend like I can stay here forever. Y'all have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-6470355451242766425?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/6470355451242766425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=6470355451242766425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6470355451242766425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6470355451242766425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-5th-o-july.html' title='Happy 5th o July'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-3514084648222062426</id><published>2007-06-11T18:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:17:41.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday!</title><content type='html'>Things are getting better in my neck of the woods. How are things in yours? I started sleeping at my house again Thursday night. I'm having a little trouble falling asleep. I don't like not being able to see what's there when my eyes are closed. Probably 5 or 6 times a night, just as I'm dozing off, I jerk back awake. It really is getting better though. I took my cats to the animal shelter on Friday. Since I haven't been home that much the last couple of weeks, they started going potty everywhere, and Friday morning I caught Colby peeing on my bed. That was the last straw. The guy at the shelter said since they are declawed and friendly they will probably be adopted quickly, so I'm okay with it. Saturday I went to a friend's retirement party. It was so much fun. Saturday night, Heather and I went to Holdenville and got her a Wii. It is AWESOME! The last 2 days I've gone over there on my lunch hour and played it. I just can't get enough. And let me tell you, it is a work out. My arms are sore.  Also, Fritos Flavor Twists Honey BBQ are the greatest chips ever.  That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-3514084648222062426?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/3514084648222062426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=3514084648222062426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3514084648222062426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3514084648222062426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-4555784701071392078</id><published>2007-06-06T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:32:10.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I had a really bad day yesterday. I'm having a hard time feeling like I'm not in control. I'm ready for my life to just get back to normal. I talked to a counselor yesterday, and she told me everything I'm feeling is normal considering what I've been through, and when I get panicked, take deep cleansing breathes. I went home early last night because I just couldn't stop crying, and Heather took me out to eat and to play bingo. I won $50! Yay! Heather is such a good friend. She knows just how to get my mind off of things for a little while, and I'm feeling much better today. I even think I'm going to sleep at my house tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless the NRA.&lt;br /&gt;God bless Charlton Heston.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-4555784701071392078?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/4555784701071392078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=4555784701071392078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/4555784701071392078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/4555784701071392078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-314769688202998927</id><published>2007-06-04T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:22:25.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>Alright, here's how the shiz went down:&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was working 8-5's, and didn't get much sleep over the Memorial Day weekend, so when I got home Tuesday night, I went to bed at like 7pm. I awoke out of a dead sleep for some unknown reason about 1:35am, which happens like once a week, and I got scared, so I turned on the light to make sure no one was there, usually no one is there when I do this. This time, there was someone in a ski mask crouched on the floor next to my bed. I screamed, "Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" They did, thank God. When they were gone, I got up and ran to the back door and closed it and locked it, and called the police. They came, and as soon as I got off the phone with the 911 operator, I called my neighbor friend across the street. She came over and sat with me for a little while, then I went and spent the rest of the night at a friend's house researching guns and gun laws. As soon as the gun store opened, I went and bought this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.americanweapons.us/images/PA63.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FEG_PA-63"&gt;PA 63 pistol&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I had only shot a gun one time in my life before this day, but let me tell you, shooting a gun is the most empowering feeling I've ever felt. Also, I am a very good shot, according to the gun salesman. So, after I got the gun, I went to work, then after work I went to Home Depot and got new locks for my windows and doors. The neighbor's husband came over and installed the locks, and gave me some gun tips, then went home. Not 2 minutes later he came back with one of his boys, and said to me, "Amanda, [boy] has something he needs to get off his chest," then [boy] says, "Amanda, it was me." I flipped out and screamed at him for a few minutes, then told him I didn't want to look at him and sent him home. I think I felt more violated that it was someone I knew than when I thought it was a stranger, but I did feel safer to sleep in my house that night. That safe feeling has gone away, but hopefully it will return soon. So, he's been turned into the police, and whatever happens is in the DA's hands now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, BTW, it took 10-15 minutes from the time I walked into the gun store 'til I was walking out with a gun.&lt;br /&gt;God bless the NRA.&lt;br /&gt;God bless Charlton Heston.&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/4153310-314769688202998927?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/314769688202998927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=314769688202998927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/314769688202998927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/314769688202998927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/06/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-9127253795999956999</id><published>2007-05-25T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:36:17.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a sad day</title><content type='html'>Rosie O'Donnell is leaving The View 3 weeks early, after her blow up with Elizabeth on Wednesday.  Rosie was scheduled off for Kelli's birthday on Thursday and Friday's shows are prerecorded.  It was announced today that she won't be coming back.  I love Rosie, and started watching The View when she joined the team.  Before today, well Wednesday really, I had planned on continuing on after Rosie left, but I think I'm done with The View now.  Also, much props to Rosie's writer, Janine, for having to be escorted from ABC studios after she was caught drawing mustaches on pictures of Elizabeth.  A little immature, but funny none the less.  Have a good day.  Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-9127253795999956999?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/TV/05/25/tv.theview.odonnell.ap/index.html' title='It&apos;s a sad day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/9127253795999956999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=9127253795999956999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/9127253795999956999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/9127253795999956999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-sad-day.html' title='It&apos;s a sad day'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-3908657487469215394</id><published>2007-05-24T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:31:13.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 reasons same sex marriage is wrong</title><content type='html'>I stole this from a friend's myspace post.  Read it before you judge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-3908657487469215394?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/3908657487469215394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=3908657487469215394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3908657487469215394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3908657487469215394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-reasons-same-sex-marriage-is-wrong.html' title='10 reasons same sex marriage is wrong'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-8147022252662190054</id><published>2007-05-24T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:03:49.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seduction Style</title><content type='html'>I stole this from &lt;a href="http://brain-soup.blogspot.com"&gt;Monty&lt;/a&gt;, who stole it from someone else, so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/visionary.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-8147022252662190054?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/8147022252662190054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=8147022252662190054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/8147022252662190054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/8147022252662190054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/05/seduction-style.html' title='Seduction Style'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-3575514034868067833</id><published>2007-05-23T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T13:41:35.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellent News!</title><content type='html'>Friday night/Saturday morning, my brother-in-law got a new kidney!  He'd been on the transplant list for a little over a year, and now the waiting is over.  Keep Aaron in your prayers.  Everything is going well so far, let's hope that continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-3575514034868067833?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/3575514034868067833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=3575514034868067833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3575514034868067833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3575514034868067833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/05/excellent-news.html' title='Excellent News!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-6251570088381912349</id><published>2007-05-10T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:54:51.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My funny story</title><content type='html'>So, a couple of weeks ago I went on a "date" with a guy who works here.  Here's the set up.  I don't date a lot, and I, like most women, usually go for bad guys.  That hasn't been working for me, so I decide to change my game.  This guy is a super nerd.  He's 24, still lives at home, and doesn't even have a driver's license.  Before I knew that, I emailed one of my friends who works in the same department as him and asked her to tell me about him.  Well, she didn't, she just told him I asked about him.  The day after I sent the email, I asked another friend in his department about him, and she told me he lived at home, was 24 &amp; didn't have a license.  She also told me I would have to teach him everything.  I decided at that point that I was no longer interested.  Well, a couple of days later he came looking for me, and he was so nervous he could hardly talk.  I told him to give me his number and I'd call him, with no intention to call him.  He asked if I wanted to go to lunch the next day, and I said yes, then someone in my family died, and I told him I just wasn't feeling it that day, I'd call him to set something up.  That next day, he called me 4 times, and text messaged me at 2 o'clock in the morning.  I thought that was kind of freaky, but he was just eager, so I blew it off.  We made plans to go to the zoo the next Saturday.  I picked him up (strike one) at his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;momma's&lt;/span&gt; house (strike two).  On the 30 minute drive to the zoo, the conversation was not good (strike three), and I realized it definitely wasn't going to work out.  The zoo was super crowded, so I suggested that we go to a movie so at least it would count as a date, and I wouldn't have to talk to him anymore.  Well, we got to the theatre, and it was going to be a while before anything started, so I suggested that we come back to our little town, and find something to do here, knowing damn well that I was taking him home.  I didn't tell him I was taking him home until we were about a block from his house.  I said I didn't think it was going to work, and I was taking him home.  He asked why, and I said it just wasn't going to work.  He asked if it was because he was so young, and I just said yes to shut him up.  We pulled into the driveway, he got out of the car, and started asking what it was, was I nervous, what, and GOT BACK IN THE CAR!  I told him I wasn't having a good time, and just wanted to go, so he got out, and I left.  I've seen him around a couple of times, but I haven't made any eye contact with him, and he also seemed to be avoiding eye contact with me.&lt;br /&gt;Now to today.  It was pouring rain, and I was outside smoking with a friend.  We were standing under the overhang, where it was dry.  I saw the guy and another person from his department coming.  The other person from his department walked under the overhang where it was dry, but the guy totally walked through the rain so he wouldn't have to walk right past me.  It cracked me up.  I'm still laughing about it, and telling everyone I know.  I hope he didn't think him walking through the rain would hurt me in any way, cause he was wet, and I was totally still dry.  What a dumb ass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-6251570088381912349?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/6251570088381912349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=6251570088381912349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6251570088381912349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6251570088381912349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-funny-story.html' title='My funny story'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-6018695924255153098</id><published>2007-05-07T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:58:46.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ABSTRACT COOKIES</title><content type='html'>3/4 cup softened margarine&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 cups sifted flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp. milk&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup honey&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;1 cup oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. pkg. chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;10 oz. pkg. peanut butter chips&lt;br /&gt;1/2 peeled chopped apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven at 350º. In a large bowl, stir together margarine, sugar, brown sugar, vanilla until creamy. Next, beat in eggs and milk. Set aside. In a small bowl, combine flour, baking soda, and salt. Blend flour mixture into the contents already in the large bowl. Finally, add honey, pecans, oatmeal, chocolate chips, peanut butter chips, and apple. Put on a greased cookie sheet in tablespoon sized balls. Cook at 350º for 10 to 15 minutes, or until golden brown. Makes 48 cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created this recipe during my sophomore year of high school for a Future Homemakers of America (FHA) competition. The competition was the A-OK Cook-Off. At least half of the ingredients had to be native to Oklahoma. I got first prize at sub-district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this here because I lost my copy and had to have my aunt email it to me. I figure if it's posted here, I'll always know where a copy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make them, let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-6018695924255153098?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/6018695924255153098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=6018695924255153098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6018695924255153098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6018695924255153098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/05/abstract-cookies-34-cup-softened.html' title='ABSTRACT COOKIES'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-3763985961543428617</id><published>2007-03-26T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:24:59.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sad</title><content type='html'>We found out around Thanksgiving that my great aunt's longtime boyfriend had a cancerous growth. That's the "bad thing" that I was referring to &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/11/mom-moved-last-weekend.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's going to kill him. Not very long after that we found out that my (same) great aunt's daughter has lung cancer. She's dying right now. She could have died already; I asked them not to call me with any news until after I get off work tonight. She smoked for many many years. She successfully quit smoking just a few months before she was diagnosed. You'd think that would be good motivation for me to quit smoking, but it hasn't worked yet. Anyway, I'm feeling very alone right now. I want to be with my family right now. I need their support. I've got a couple of relatives here, but because of my weird hours, I don't see them very often, and they're in bed when I get off work, so I don't want to bug them. It's times like this that I really miss my dad. There are certain things that only a hug from my daddy will make better, and this is one of them. *(Dad, I'm not trying to make you feel bad, and I don't want you to feel bad, but that's just how I'm feeling.)* Anyway, hope your day is going better than mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-3763985961543428617?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/3763985961543428617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=3763985961543428617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3763985961543428617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/3763985961543428617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sad.html' title='I&apos;m sad'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-5810742426240628399</id><published>2007-03-01T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T18:53:36.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, seriously?</title><content type='html'>"Teacher had sex with 5 teens, police say" is the title of the article linked above.  Again, I don't understand the thought process that would lead a middle school teacher to believe that it would be a good idea to have sex with 14-15 year old students.  Does she not watch the news?  She's pretty young, does she not remember what it was like when she was in high school and all the guys were talking on Monday morning about the chick they nailed over the weekend?  Does she not listen to any of the conversation going on in the halls of her school?  14-15 year old boys kiss and tell. They're boys, that's what they do, ESPECIALLY if they just nailed the teacher!  I just don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-5810742426240628399?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/03/01/teacher.arrest.ap/index.html' title='Again, seriously?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/5810742426240628399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=5810742426240628399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/5810742426240628399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/5810742426240628399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/03/again-seriously.html' title='Again, seriously?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-6233401762467212183</id><published>2007-02-28T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:30:41.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, people</title><content type='html'>Okay, first things first, I'm back! I got burned out on blogging for a while, but I think I'm ready to make a big comeback.  Britney thought she was ready for a big comeback too, though, and we all saw how that's turned out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:  I quit smoking again.  It's been 6 days, and so far, today has been the bitchyist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there have been some stories in the news recently that really pissed me off/boggled my mind. Let's get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/LAW/02/28/meth.principal.ap/index.html"&gt;Principal charged with dealing crystal meth out of his office&lt;/a&gt;  Seriously? I'm curious as to what made this man think this was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/LAW/02/28/smith.case/index.html"&gt;Court: Bury Anna Nicole in the Bahamas&lt;/a&gt;  Thank God they made the right decision. Her mother is an evil little woman who doesn't deserve the right to visit her daughter's grave when ever she pleases. I'm glad that if she wants to, it will be a major inconvenience for her. That's what she gets for being a media whore in the wake of her grandson's and daughter's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://realitytvcalendar.com/recaps/ai6/commentary/rl-02-28-07-p1.html"&gt;American Idol: It's Official - "Porn Idol" Antonella Is Safe&lt;/a&gt;  Frenchie Davis should sue American Idol for discrimination. They kicked her off for just having topless photos. In the pictures of Antonella, she is performing a sex act. It's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20013627,00.html"&gt;Katherine Heigl Not Feeling &lt;em&gt;Grey's&lt;/em&gt; Love&lt;/a&gt;  This cast needs to band together like the cast of friends did when negotiating contracts. Everyone on &lt;em&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/em&gt; is equally as important to the series, and should be paid equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2007/02/27/national/main2519872.shtml"&gt;Sorority Accused of Being Skin Deep&lt;/a&gt;  23 girls were asked to leave sorority. "They included every woman who was overweight as well as the only black, Korean and Vietnamese members." I don't even know what to say about this, which comes out the same day as this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/EDUCATION/02/27/self.centered.students.ap/"&gt;Study: Vanity on the rise among college students&lt;/a&gt;  Well, no wonder, apparently you have to be white, blond, and thin to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to send a shout out to Jennifer Hudson for winning an Oscar for best supporting actress without being white, blond, or thin. Congrats, J. Hud.&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/4153310-6233401762467212183?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/6233401762467212183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=6233401762467212183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6233401762467212183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/6233401762467212183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2007/02/seriously-people.html' title='Seriously, people'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-116482969944278119</id><published>2006-11-29T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T13:48:19.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your elf name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Elf Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/elfnamegenerator/elf3.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buddy Mc Flurry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/elfnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Elf Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-116482969944278119?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/116482969944278119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=116482969944278119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116482969944278119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116482969944278119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-your-elf-name.html' title='What&apos;s your elf name?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-116373281919791193</id><published>2006-11-16T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:05:20.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom moved last weekend.  Turns out the party going on at Amanda's is a big pity party for me.  I'm a lot more lonely than I thought I would be.  It's going to take a little while for me to adjust to living alone again.  I was off the non-smoking wagon for a couple of weeks, but I'm back on again.  It's been 3 days, and it's &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-cant-it-just-sprinkle.html"&gt;raining&lt;/a&gt; again already.  I'm almost convinced that bad things happen when I quit smoking.  I have to keep telling myself that bad things are going to happen whether I'm smoking or not, so I might as well not smoke.  I've lost 16 lbs. since I started &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt; 2 months ago.  I've been feeling pretty good about myself, but it's getting to be that time of year when I get the blues.  I wish it didn't happen, but at least I know it's coming, and can get myself on an antidepressant before things get bad.  I know there are a lot of people out there who enjoy the holidays, but honestly, they just make me sad.  I long for the days when we were one big happy family.  Everything is so different now with all the drama and everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the energy for this right now...maybe more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-116373281919791193?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/116373281919791193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=116373281919791193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116373281919791193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116373281919791193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/11/mom-moved-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-116292621105887296</id><published>2006-11-07T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T13:03:31.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm free!</title><content type='html'>My mom got a job and will be moving to Bartlesville, 3 hours north of here.  She's going to let me stay in the house if I make the house payments.  The house payments are cheaper than a 1 bedroom apartment.  Party at Amanda's!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-116292621105887296?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/116292621105887296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=116292621105887296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116292621105887296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116292621105887296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-free.html' title='I&apos;m free!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-116215175144392216</id><published>2006-10-29T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T13:55:51.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here they are</title><content type='html'>I tried to post these one evening last week, but blogger was down, and then I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/Cyndi/100_2015_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, and my best friend Trisha at her house before the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/Cyndi/100_2019_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my sister-in-law Karissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/Cyndi/100_2017_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/Cyndi/we3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us at the Brady Theatre before the concert started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, the diva herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/Cyndi/100_2039_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cyndi Lauper!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-116215175144392216?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/116215175144392216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=116215175144392216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116215175144392216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116215175144392216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-they-are.html' title='Here they are'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/Cyndi/th_100_2015_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-116053512230711808</id><published>2006-10-10T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T21:52:02.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyndi</title><content type='html'>I have pictures from the Cyndi Lauper concert.  I'll try to post them tomorrow, but no promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-116053512230711808?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/116053512230711808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=116053512230711808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116053512230711808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/116053512230711808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/10/cyndi.html' title='Cyndi'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115982038822618458</id><published>2006-10-02T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T15:31:37.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't it just sprinkle?</title><content type='html'>They say when it rains, it pours, but seriously, just this once, why couldn't it just sprinkle.&lt;br /&gt;The rain started last Thursday.  I went to the doctor because I thought I was coming down with strep throat, whatever, no big, I wasn't worried about that.  I showed her the spots I was getting from the nicotine patches, and she told me I was allergic and I had to stop using them. If that had been the only sprinkle, I'm pretty sure I could have dealt with it, but then, after I got back to work, I noticed that my face was a little splotchy, but I didn't think anything of it.  About an hour later, one of the girls asked if I was feeling okay, and really I felt great, why did she ask?  Well, because my face was really splotchy.  That freaked me out a little bit, so I called the doctor.  Stop taking the antibiotic and take some Benadryl immediately.  K, so between me calling the doctor and the doctor calling me back, I got super worked-up/freaked-out/panicky, so I did what I do when that happens, I cried, and cried, and cried, and ended up going home for the rest of the day so I could take the Benadryl and sleep it off.  Friday morning, my Uncle was having an angiogram.  I called to find out how it went and learned that he had total blockage in 2 arteries and he was going to have to have bypass surgery when they got him stable enough for surgery.  Well, they did the surgery this morning, triple bypass, no surprises, everything went well.  Needless to say, I had a really emotionally trying weekend.  Hopefully this is the end of the storm for a while.  I don't know if I could handle much more.&lt;br /&gt;I smoked a few cigarettes this weekend, but I'm trying to get back on the non-smoking track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115982038822618458?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115982038822618458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115982038822618458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115982038822618458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115982038822618458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-cant-it-just-sprinkle.html' title='Why can&apos;t it just sprinkle?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115923539689076804</id><published>2006-09-25T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:49:56.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like, oh my gosh, totally, for real</title><content type='html'>Trisha, Karissa &amp; I are totally going to go see Cyndi Lauper next week!  I'm so stoked.  Cyndi is one of those people who speaks to &amp; for the 14 year-old girl inside us all.  It will be a totally awesome experience.  Hopefully I can get a couple of good pictures with my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115923539689076804?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115923539689076804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115923539689076804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115923539689076804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115923539689076804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-oh-my-gosh-totally-for-real.html' title='Like, oh my gosh, totally, for real'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115888450307886724</id><published>2006-09-21T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:21:43.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>Since I've quit smoking, the things that annoy me are annoying me even more.  I try to keep these annoyances to myself so people don't realize how controlling, bitchy, hypocritical and anal I really am, but right now I'm about to burst.  My biggest annoyance right now is my mother.  She's driving me insane.  I'll be out and about doing my thing, and she'll call me and tell me to come home and do some stupid shit that, if it's that important, she can do herself.  Oh, that's right, I said tell.  It would be different if she asked me in a nice way to do whatever super mega important thing that has to be done right then, but no, she TELLS me.  I have never handled being told to do something very well.  I am independent and rebellious, and you'll get way better results by asking.  Telling will only insure that it's going to be a long time before what you want done actually gets done.  Also, she doesn't pick up after herself (or her damn dogs) at all.  This is where the hypocritical comes in, because I'm not good at picking up after myself, but at least I try.  When I get home at night, she's usually been home for 5-9 hours, usually sitting in her room playing computer games, while the dogs (5 of them) have been running amok in the house.  They get into the trash, they chew stuff up into shreds, and the boy dogs pee on everything in sight.  By everything, I mean EVERYTHING that's mine.  They don't pee on her stuff, so it's not a problem, right?  Wrong!  I've almost decided that I'm going to start peeing on her things and blaming it on the dogs so she'll realize what a big problem it is.  What makes me maddest is when she takes my clothes out of the dryer and just throws them on the couch.  Every time she does it, my clean clothes get peed on and I have to rewash that load of laundry.  When I take her clothes out of the dryer, I usually fold them and put them on her bed.  How hard would it be for her to do that?  Seriously!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115888450307886724?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115888450307886724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115888450307886724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115888450307886724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115888450307886724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/09/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115861121156543907</id><published>2006-09-18T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:54:47.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turns out I'm really good...</title><content type='html'>at not blogging. I just haven't been in a blogging place lately, but I'm feeling it today. So, here's what's been going on. I quit smoking. It's been 11 days, and I'm feeling great. I've had a couple of episodes where I almost punched someone in the face, and I cussed out a cashier at Wal-Mart (because she wouldn't sell me nicotine patches without my ID), but other than that, it's going great. I joined Weight Watchers last week also, so I wouldn't get fatter from quitting smoking. I'm going to a meeting on my lunch hour to weigh in for the first time. Wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;UPDATE:  The weigh in went well.  I've lost 5.8 pounds since Wednesday!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new cell phone this weekend. It's really cute. See:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www1.sprintpcs.com/media/Assets/ueContent/phones/whoa-phoneDetailsSCP3100KTP.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun &amp; functional! You can't beat that. I downloaded a BUNCH of ringtones, and I got something called a call tone. Now when certain people call me, instead of hearing a ring, they hear Cyndi Lauper singing "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun". It costs $2.50 for 3 months, but it's worth it to put a smile on my friends' faces when they call. Brion &amp;amp; I went to the fair this weekend. It was good times. The beer guy was really cute, so we kept walking half way across the fair grounds to go back to the same beer tent. Brion deserves major props for the power of his influence. I'm not really sure how he did it, but he convinced me to get on the Ferris Wheel. It was so scary! But, alas, I lived to tell about it. Hope everyone is having a happy Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115861121156543907?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115861121156543907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115861121156543907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115861121156543907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115861121156543907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/09/turns-out-im-really-good.html' title='Turns out I&apos;m really good...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115758740503736574</id><published>2006-09-06T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T21:14:39.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very sad about the death of the crocodile hunter.  I do kind of want to see the video, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little pissed that Will got voted off of Big Brother.  I wanted him to win.  I'm a little ashamed to say I want Janelle to win now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a knitting fool lately, that's why I haven't been posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bartlesville over the weekend to play with baby Madison.  She's getting so big.  She's such a sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115758740503736574?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115758740503736574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115758740503736574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115758740503736574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115758740503736574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-very-sad-about-death-of-crocodile.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115647446506425370</id><published>2006-08-24T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:54:25.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I finished my socks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/socks01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/socks01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/socks02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/socks02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on these since May 16.  I figure 3 1/2 monthes isn't too long to wait for a pair of socks is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115647446506425370?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115647446506425370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115647446506425370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115647446506425370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115647446506425370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115638456874643089</id><published>2006-08-23T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:56:08.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new semester started Monday</title><content type='html'>It's great.  We got a whole new crop of hot young work-study guys this semester.  All is well in Amandaland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115638456874643089?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115638456874643089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115638456874643089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115638456874643089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115638456874643089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-semester-started-monday.html' title='The new semester started Monday'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115513966835681142</id><published>2006-08-16T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T09:46:01.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it a beautiful day</title><content type='html'>The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, my nemesis, who I've been trying to get to quit or be fired, is getting the ax!!!  I am so excited.  Seriously, I'm doing the happy dance inside.  I'm just glad I'm not the one doing it, because I wouldn't be able to do it without giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone else's day turns out to be as wonderful as mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blinkyou.com/glitters.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.blinkyou.com/glitter_images/blackhappywednesday.gif" border="0" alt="Check Out Blinkyou.com for thousands of custom glitters and layouts"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed: I originally posted this last Wednesday, but had to take it down until after the business actually went down because of confidentiality and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115513966835681142?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115513966835681142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115513966835681142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115513966835681142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115513966835681142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/08/isnt-it-beautiful-day.html' title='Isn&apos;t it a beautiful day'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115530428688803811</id><published>2006-08-11T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:51:26.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>Whoever thought the world getting up and being at work at 8 am was a good idea was an idiot.  I hate having to come to work this early in the morning.  It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some exciting news to tell y'all, I posted about it briefly on Wednesday, but decided it would be in my best interest to take it down.  If you saw that, you know what I'm talking about.  I was hoping I'd be able to repost it yesterday, but there was a kink in the plan, so hopefully I'll be able to tell you all about it on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115530428688803811?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115530428688803811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115530428688803811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115530428688803811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115530428688803811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/08/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115462558814209750</id><published>2006-08-03T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:19:48.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I can do</title><content type='html'>I convinced my sister to let me give Mason, 3 almost 4, a mohawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/mohawk01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/mohawk03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/mohawk05.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/mohawk07.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/mohawk08.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out awesome, didn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my very first ever Amanda grown tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tomato plant it came from.  It's got another tomato on it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new purse today.  It's huge, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/newpurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115462558814209750?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115462558814209750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115462558814209750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115462558814209750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115462558814209750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/08/look-what-i-can-do.html' title='Look what I can do'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115446824145423533</id><published>2006-08-01T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:37:21.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a problem</title><content type='html'>A lady that I work with, who has more formal education than I do, left her grocery list in a common area today.  I'm having a really hard time not correcting the misspelled words, of which there are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow starts 3 weeks of 8-5 days.  I'm so dreading it.  Since I got back from vacation, I've been working on a newsletter.  It's driving me nuts.  Publisher is such a pain in the ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115446824145423533?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115446824145423533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115446824145423533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115446824145423533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115446824145423533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-problem.html' title='I have a problem'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115405104343696204</id><published>2006-07-27T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:46:03.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so I said I'd have vacation pictures up yesterday, sue me.  I've been busy catching up on all the &lt;strike&gt;internet game playing&lt;/strike&gt; work I missed while I was gone.  I made a slide show instead of uploading all those pictures here.  If you want to see, go &lt;a href="javascript:NewWindow=window.open('http://www.fireslides.com/gallery.asp?id=487E8','FireSlides','width=525,height=525');NewWindow.focus(); void(0);"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I captioned most of the pictures with who's in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good time.  My dad flew into Oklahoma City on Saturday night, and we immediately drove to Tulsa and went to the bar, then to Monica's to celebrate Sean's birthday.  His birthday was on Sunday, and they had a big bbq with tons of people at their house.  On Monday, we went to Incredible Pizza.  If you don't know what that is, it's like Chuck E Cheese with better games and a big buffet.  Tuesday Sean &amp; Karissa both had to work, so Dad &amp; I took Sydney to Braums and to the Bass Pro Shop.  That was quite an adventure, but less adventurous than the last time I took her.  On Wednesday Dad &amp; I went to Bartlesville, had lunch at Taco Bueno with all the grand kids--talk about fun--went to see baby Madisyn, &amp; spent the night at my grandma's house.  On Thursday grandma &amp; I went to get our hair cut, mine is fabulous, if I do say so myself.  I'll have to fix it &amp; post a picture later.  After that, we went to lunch with grandma, then back to Tulsa.  Friday we went to the Oklahoma Aquarium.  It was super cool.  Saturday I had cramps, so I didn't do anything, but in the evening they took the kids bowling.  We went back to Bartlesville &amp; had dinner with my sister Sunday evening, then back to Oklahoma City to spend the night at my aunt &amp; uncle's.  On Monday, we got up had lunch at Steak 'n' Shake, visited my dad's father's grave, flitted around, then went to the airport.  I had a really hard time letting my dad go.  I don't get to see him very often, and I miss him so much when he's not here or I'm not out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, overall, it was a pretty good vacation.  Now I have to get to work on actual work.  I have to have a newsletter ready for print on Tuesday, and I haven't started it yet.  Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115405104343696204?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115405104343696204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115405104343696204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115405104343696204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115405104343696204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-vacation.html' title='My Vacation'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115387868735958464</id><published>2006-07-25T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T20:51:27.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from vacation, have tons of pictures, will post them tomorrow, have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115387868735958464?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115387868735958464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115387868735958464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115387868735958464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115387868735958464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-vacation-have-tons-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115014973228258290</id><published>2006-07-21T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T16:23:11.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.clerks2.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clerks II - July 21, 2006" src="http://www.clerks2.com/myspace/july21myspace.jpg" 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/4153310-115014973228258290?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115014973228258290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115014973228258290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115014973228258290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115014973228258290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/07/clerks-ii-july-21-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115274354000316488</id><published>2006-07-12T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:33:02.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I still suck</title><content type='html'>It's been almost 2 weeks since the last time I blogged, and that one doesn't really count.  I've just been really busy.  I had a great 4th of July.  Went to Sean &amp; Karissa's and shot off fireworks.  I have a 4th of July injury.  I burnt my thumb lighting a sparkler.  Those things are dangerous.  On the 5th, my cousin was induced, and after many many hours of waiting around, we finally got a baby in the early morning hours of the 6th.  She's so pretty. Here's a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/mad01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is going to be here in 3 days!  He'll be here the 16-24, so I wouldn't expect any new blogs during that time either.  Hopefully after his visit things will slow down and I'll get back to normal postings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115274354000316488?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115274354000316488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115274354000316488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115274354000316488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115274354000316488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-still-suck.html' title='I still suck'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115161094301121611</id><published>2006-06-29T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:34:10.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm copy-catting Dawn</title><content type='html'>Here's what ya do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year).&lt;br /&gt;3. List three events that happened on your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death.&lt;br /&gt;5. One holiday or observance (if any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 27,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events:&lt;br /&gt;1895 - At the Swedish-Norwegian Club in Paris, Alfred Nobel signs his last will and testament, setting aside his estate to establish the Nobel Prize after he dies.&lt;br /&gt;That sure was nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;1924 - In New York City the first Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade is held.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder it's my favorite parade.&lt;br /&gt;2005 - The first partial human face transplant is completed in Amiens, France.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stick with the face I've got, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Births:&lt;br /&gt;1976 - Jaleel White, American actor&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I share my birthday with Urkel...&lt;br /&gt;1962 - Davey Boy Smith (David Smith), British professional wrestler&lt;br /&gt;And the British Bulldog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death:&lt;br /&gt;1978 - In San Francisco, California, city mayor George Moscone and openly gay city supervisor Harvey Milk are assassinated by former supervisor Dan White.&lt;br /&gt;You should read about this. It's a very sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday:&lt;br /&gt;My birthday falls on Thanksgiving every few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countries I've visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/community/mymaps/worldmap?visited=CAUS" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visitedcountries"&gt;create your own visited countries map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;States I've visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=AZARCACOILINIAKSKYMIMONMOHOKORTNTXVAWAWV"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own personalized map of the USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging &lt;a href="http://karissaskrazykorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karissa&lt;/a&gt; and Deshona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115161094301121611?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://webmiztris.blogspot.com' title='I&apos;m copy-catting Dawn'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115161094301121611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115161094301121611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115161094301121611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115161094301121611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-copy-catting-dawn.html' title='I&apos;m copy-catting Dawn'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115144595995634233</id><published>2006-06-27T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:06:00.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new guilty pleasure</title><content type='html'>It's Dawson's Creek.  I never watched it when it was originally on, but I started DVRing it to see what it was all about.  I mainlined 4 episodes last night, and there was so much drama that I had to stop knitting and actually watch what was going on.  I missed the first 3 episodes of the first season, but oh well.  And talk about drama!  Pacey slept with his English teacher...Joey's sister had a mixed baby (which isn't a big deal to me, but apparently is to Jen's Gram), in Dawson's den...Dawson's mom had an affair with her co-anchor...Joey's mom is dead &amp; her dad is in prison (but that's still no reason for her to be so antagonistic toward Jen)...no wonder these teens have angst!  How did I not watch this when it was on?&lt;br /&gt;The last episode I watched was the "Breakfast Club" episode.  I've got to say they portrayed the librarian in a very negative light.  Anyway, the gang, and some random girl were in Saturday detention, and Dawson said how "Breakfast Club" it all was, and how the stars basically disappeared into obscurity.  Then, Pacey says,"Emilio Estevez, he was in those duck movies, remember.  Those were classics, so funny."  Then everyone just blankly starred at him.  Hilarious! If you don't know, that's funny because Joshua Jackson basically got his start in the Mighty Ducks movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so Dawson's Creek airs on TBS at 9/8AM.  Check your local listings.  It's totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my dad is going to be here in 18 days!  I'm so excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115144595995634233?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tbs.com/stories/story/0,,31780,00.html' title='I have a new guilty pleasure'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115144595995634233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115144595995634233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115144595995634233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115144595995634233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-new-guilty-pleasure.html' title='I have a new guilty pleasure'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115100808332026429</id><published>2006-06-26T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:20:25.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck</title><content type='html'>I've been such a horrible absentee blogger for the last couple of weeks.  The main reason for that is not much has been going on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny story.  I planted a tree a couple of weeks ago, and I went outside Tuesday night, and it wasn't there.  I was just sure some idiot had stolen my tree.  Turns out the guy that mows our yard mowed it down.  It wasn't a very big tree, just looked like a tall weed with huge leaves on the top of it, I guess.  Will it grow back? If you know, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went apartment hunting with Brion on Saturday.  He and his roommate found a place here in Midwest City, so now instead of having to drive 30 minutes to go to their place, I'll only have to drive like 5.  They move in on Thursday.  I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, not yesterday, last Sunday, I was drunk and I caught my cat Cheech peeing on the living room floor.  I've been contemplating putting him outside for a while.  Well, I did it, and it's been 8 days since I've seen him.  Maybe someone took him in.  I really hope so.  I'd feel so guilty if I knew something bad happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115100808332026429?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115100808332026429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115100808332026429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115100808332026429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115100808332026429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-suck.html' title='I suck'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115042093583918505</id><published>2006-06-15T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T20:22:15.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I was browsing &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; today, and came across several people that I went to high school with.  A lot of them were fat, balding, or just plain ugly.  Is it wrong that I take great joy in this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115042093583918505?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115042093583918505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115042093583918505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115042093583918505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115042093583918505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-was-browsing-myspace-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-115023435057299074</id><published>2006-06-13T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T16:32:30.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>Man, it's been a rough week.  Last Tuesday, I was getting ready to leave for work when I discovered that one of my bad dogs had peed on my only clean pants.  I had to call in late so I could do laundry.  On Wednesday night, my car broke down.  On Friday mom &amp; I went to my neice's first ballet recital.  It was awesome.  On Sunday, my neighbor across the street got in a stand-off with the police.  It only lasted like 20 minutes, but it was a very intense and exciting 20 minutes.  The guy's wife and kids came to our house while they waited for him to come out.  It started when the guy shot their computer like 2 feet from their 17-yr-old's head.  How crazy is that?  Even crazier, he didn't go to jail.  DHS didn't come to check on the safety of the kids, nothing.  He got a ticket for discharging a firearm inside the city limits, and they took him to the crisis center, but he was home in a couple of hours.  On top of all that, blogger was down for a few days last week, so I couldn't vent here.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was really stressed about my car.  I bought an extended warranty when I bought the car, but it only covers powertrain stuff.  I was scared that it was going to be something that wasn't covered, and that it was going to cost me a lot of money.  I got my car back today, and it didn't cost me anything!  All that worrying for nothing.  Not that I'm complaining, now I have money to do stuff for the rest of the month.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully that's the end of the drama for a while, and I can get back to posting regularly.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-115023435057299074?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/115023435057299074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=115023435057299074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115023435057299074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/115023435057299074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114953915910619577</id><published>2006-06-05T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T15:58:23.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something wrong with Blogrolling.com</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is. I don't know if they got hacked, or bought, or what, but it's not working. That's the only place I have links to most of my favorite blogs. I'm so screwed. If I had you on my blogroll, and you're not on the list below, leave a comment with a link to your blog. I definitely won't make the mistake of trusting a website to do something I can do with HTML ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eastofreality.blogspot.com"&gt;Chosha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audienceof1.blogspot.com"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brain-soup.blogspot.com"&gt;Monty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webmiztris.blogspot.com"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trent.blogspot.com"&gt;Pink is the new Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;Post Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rosie.com"&gt;Rosie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.silentbobspeaks.com"&gt;Kevin Smith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clusterfook.com"&gt;Clusterfook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princessmelissa.com"&gt;Princess Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greekgoddessjen.com"&gt;Greek Goddess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danrenzi.typepad.com"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.blogcharm.com/stupidpeopleshouldntbreed/"&gt;Tabz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://karissaskrazykorner.blogspot.com"&gt;Karissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://kimisconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://librarianpirate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Librarian Pirate&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://pinkpenpapers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pink Pen Papers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add these links to the sidebar later.  It's the first day of the semester, so I'm a little busy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114953915910619577?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114953915910619577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114953915910619577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114953915910619577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114953915910619577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-something-wrong-with.html' title='There&apos;s something wrong with Blogrolling.com'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114927574905861679</id><published>2006-06-02T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:15:49.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it through the wilderness</title><content type='html'>Oh, yeah, I made it through...Today is the last day of my crappy work schedule!  On Monday I go back to a semi-normal schedule.  I'm so excited.  I get to sleep until 11:00 every day again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to take a little break from renting my blog out.  The renters don't get as many clicks as I think they should, so I feel like I'm ripping them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to a yarn store in Guthrie with my mom.  I wonder if there's anything else fun we can do in Guthrie.  If you know of anything, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot, I went to the new Wal-Mart last night.  The layout of the place is totally different from any other Wal-Mart I've been in.  It was kind of confusing.  And, there was this creepy guy with his elderly parents, and I was waiting for them to get out of my way and he says, "I saw your tattoo."  Now, the only tattoo that was visible was on my chest, so the guy was letting me know, in front of his elderly parents, that he was gawking at my tits.  EWWWWWW!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114927574905861679?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114927574905861679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114927574905861679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114927574905861679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114927574905861679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-made-it-through-wilderness.html' title='I made it through the wilderness'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114909325229333202</id><published>2006-05-31T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T11:34:12.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>...from the long weekend.  I had a really good time this weekend.  Nothing too exciting happened.  Went to the graduation on Friday, then to the graduation party on Saturday.  I skipped Danielle's baby shower on Sunday, an just laid around at by brother's.  Monday was Brion's birthday.  We cooked out and drank beers.  It was good times.  How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114909325229333202?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114909325229333202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114909325229333202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114909325229333202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114909325229333202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114867161700227492</id><published>2006-05-26T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T14:26:57.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm out...</title><content type='html'>...for the weekend anyway.  I'm going to Bartlesville for my &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/DSCF1035.jpg"&gt;cousin's&lt;/a&gt; high school graduation.  I hope everyone has a safe and happy Memorial Day weekend.  Don't forget to click on my renter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114867161700227492?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114867161700227492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114867161700227492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114867161700227492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114867161700227492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-out.html' title='I&apos;m out...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114859575991077314</id><published>2006-05-25T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T17:22:39.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Modern Princess!</title><content type='html'>I have a new &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/2168"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;.  Here's what I want you to do.  I want you to go visit her, then I want you to go visit her renter, then I want you to go visit their renter, and so on and so forth until you get to someone who doesn't have a renter, or it sends you back to somewhere you've already been.  You don't have to, but it would also be really nice if you leave her a comment that says you got there from here, then leave her renter a comment that says you got there from her, ya know what I'm getting at.  I got this idea from my last renter, &lt;a href="http://www.blogcharm.com/stupidpeopleshouldntbreed"&gt;Tabz&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a good idea.  Spread some blog love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcharm.com/stupidpeopleshouldntbreed/31188/Take+the+comment+challenge+stupid%21.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogcharm.com/uploads/s/supcomtabz/8459.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114859575991077314?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/2168' title='Welcome, Modern Princess!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114859575991077314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114859575991077314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114859575991077314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114859575991077314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-modern-princess.html' title='Welcome, Modern Princess!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114859450126390782</id><published>2006-05-25T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T17:01:41.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor won!</title><content type='html'>The American Idol finale last night was fantastic.  So many big name singers came out to perform: Carrie Underwood, Clay Aiken, Meatloaf, Toni Braxton, Mary J. Blige, Prince, Dion Warwick.  It was spectacular.  I'm so glad Taylor won.  Something about Katharine has been rubbing me the wrong way the last couple of weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite finale moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1N_aJr3C-Qo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1N_aJr3C-Qo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114859450126390782?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114859450126390782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114859450126390782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114859450126390782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114859450126390782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/taylor-won.html' title='Taylor won!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114850019061890175</id><published>2006-05-24T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T14:50:07.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello before she says goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today is Tabz last day as my &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;, well, she's got about 23 hours left, so technically, I guess tomorrow is her last day, but still.  She's been a great tenant.  I'm going to add her to my blog roll so we can keep up with her.  But that's no reason not to go visit her today.  Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114850019061890175?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514' title='Say hello before she says goodbye'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114850019061890175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114850019061890175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114850019061890175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114850019061890175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/say-hello-before-she-says-goodbye.html' title='Say hello before she says goodbye'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114849884368687819</id><published>2006-05-24T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T14:42:35.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, someone picked me!</title><content type='html'>I've been having a hard time finding someone who will rent their blog to me.  I don't get it.  I think I'm good enough, smart enough, funny enough, and dog-gone-it people like me.  Anyway, I found a taker.  Gita Manas at &lt;a href="http://www.homeburrough.com/"&gt;Home Burrough&lt;/a&gt; was nice enough to rent her blog to me.  Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.homeburrough.com/"&gt;Gita Manas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114849884368687819?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.homeburrough.com/' title='Finally, someone picked me!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114849884368687819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114849884368687819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114849884368687819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114849884368687819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-someone-picked-me.html' title='Finally, someone picked me!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114849953562623379</id><published>2006-05-24T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T14:39:28.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma Drama</title><content type='html'>There was an argument.  It started because I didn't do something she wanted me to, and she told me through clenched teeth that she was going to kick my ass.  Now, I know there's no way in hell she's capable of kicking my ass, but that's not the point.  I told her it wasn't okay for her to tell me she's going to kick my ass, she told me I didn't get it, I told her she didn't get it, I told her I wasn't 16, she told be I act like I'm 16, I told her I didn't, she said I don't take responsibility for anything, I left, went for a drive.  When I got home she asked me where I went, I told her for a drive, she told me, don't do that, you scared me.  ???WTF???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114849953562623379?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114849953562623379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114849953562623379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114849953562623379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114849953562623379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/momma-drama.html' title='Momma Drama'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114832544161555255</id><published>2006-05-22T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T15:43:43.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The boredom is killing me</title><content type='html'>I hate having to work in between semesters.  It's Monday of the 2nd of 3 weeks I have to work 8-5.  I'm a creature of habit.  I enjoy my routine.  Any disruption to my routine throws every aspect of my life for a major loop.  On top of that, the campus is deserted.  There is nothing for me to do, only a few people to interact with.  I feel like these weeks are a black hole of boredom.  Any ideas on how I can entertain myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go visit my &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt; and participate in Click &amp; Comment Monday.  Just do it.  It'll be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114832544161555255?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114832544161555255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114832544161555255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114832544161555255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114832544161555255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/boredom-is-killing-me.html' title='The boredom is killing me'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114797950916274014</id><published>2006-05-18T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:11:49.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new renter</title><content type='html'>Please visit &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514"&gt;Stupid People Shouldn't Breed&lt;/a&gt;.  She seems pretty cool.  We work similar shifts, and she seems to dislike mornings as much as I do.  Now &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514"&gt;GO!&lt;/a&gt;  And don't forget to tell &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; I sent you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114797950916274014?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/69514' title='I have a new renter'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114797950916274014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114797950916274014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114797950916274014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114797950916274014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-new-renter.html' title='I have a new renter'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114797055777735981</id><published>2006-05-18T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:44:17.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Knit-tastic!</title><content type='html'>I've started a new blog.  It's called &lt;a href="http://thatsknit-tastic.blogspot.com/"&gt;That's Knit-tastic!&lt;/a&gt;  It's where I'm going to post all of my knitting related stuff.  Again, if you're a knitter in the Midwest City area, or are interested in learning to knit, let me know.  I'm trying to start a knitting circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I fixed the problem I was having with my archives.  I really like the way it looks now.  Also, don't get attached to this template.  I'm working on a new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114797055777735981?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thatsknit-tastic.blogspot.com/' title='That&apos;s Knit-tastic!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114797055777735981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114797055777735981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114797055777735981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114797055777735981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/thats-knit-tastic.html' title='That&apos;s Knit-tastic!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114770993593046816</id><published>2006-05-15T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T11:29:38.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo pictures</title><content type='html'>I mentioned in the audio post below that I had pictures of the bears in a compromising position.  Here are the pictures.  The Tulsa zoo is home to many amorous animals.  I can honestly say that the last several times I've been there, one pair of animals or another has been getting it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/101_3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/101_3689.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/101_3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/101_3691.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114770993593046816?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114770993593046816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114770993593046816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114770993593046816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114770993593046816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/zoo-pictures_15.html' title='Zoo pictures'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114748218612492771</id><published>2006-05-12T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:31:17.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/110831/356695.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures.  I'll post them as soon as I get a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114748218612492771?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114748218612492771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114748218612492771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114748218612492771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114748218612492771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/zoo-adventures.html' title='Zoo Adventures'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114730539011027129</id><published>2006-05-10T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:56:30.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My archives are so pissing me off.  I don't like the way it looks.  I've spent hours today trying to fix it to no avail.  Stupid blogger.  Stupid html.  Stupid internet.  I hate it all right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114730539011027129?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114730539011027129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114730539011027129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114730539011027129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114730539011027129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-archives-are-so-pissing-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114721795133148359</id><published>2006-05-09T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:39:11.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my new renter</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://research.amnh.org/swrs/invertebrates/hawk%20moth%208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty close to what the huge moth from last night looked like. Amazing, isn't it? &lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/66910"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;, he's a young British dude. He has an interesting take on some current issues hounding Americans. You should give him a little click. You know you want to. &lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my library class instructor today. She told me as long as I take the final, I'll get an A in the class. I saved my 4.0, and I didn't even have to apply myself. I need to go to a different school. This one doesn't have very high expectations for it's students. I haven't been &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; challenged by a single class I've taken here, but what should I expect from a community college, really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114721795133148359?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/66910' title='Check out my new renter'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114721795133148359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114721795133148359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114721795133148359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114721795133148359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/check-out-my-new-renter.html' title='Check out my new renter'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114714751564121008</id><published>2006-05-08T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:05:41.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My whole body hurts</title><content type='html'>On Friday, I planted tomatoes, and tore up the carpet in my living room.  On Saturday, I pulled up the tack strips from the carpet and sanded the floors.  I didn't get to bed until 4:30!  Yesterday, after working 8 hours, I finished the sanding and stained the floors.  On top of that I have to work until midnight today and tomorrow, and I have to take my final for the library class by midnight on Wednesday.  I went home on my lunch hour today, and mom decided she was going to put another coat of stain on.  Yeah, she totally did it wrong.  She didn't wipe it down, she just painted it on and left it.  She also moved the entertainment center back into the living room and stained AROUND it.  AND, she left a "path" from the hallway to the kitchen!  Now there are 2 big areas that don't match the rest of the floor, that looked not so great to begin with.  My life would be a lot easier if she would just tell me what to do and let me do it.  She doesn't NEED to get in on the action.  She's going to do it wrong anyway, and I'm going to have to fix it.  It just means more work for me.  So, that's why my whole body hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I saw a moth the size of my hand.  I was amazed.  It was ginormous!  I made everybody go look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be back for a couple of days, I have to study.  Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114714751564121008?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114714751564121008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114714751564121008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114714751564121008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114714751564121008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-whole-body-hurts.html' title='My whole body hurts'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114652078918164966</id><published>2006-05-01T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:37:05.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monty popped my cherry!</title><content type='html'>On Friday, &lt;a href="http://brain-soup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monty&lt;/a&gt; became the first person I met on the internet that I've met in real life.  We went to lunch at El Chico's.  I get very nervous about meeting new people, so I was freaking out a little, but it was great!  We talked for 2 solid hours.  It was so much fun.  Thanks Monty, you rock!&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;Also, I have a new renter, &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/40607"&gt;Idol Blog Live&lt;/a&gt;.  Apparently he blogs about Idol while watching Idol.  That's good, because then his mom won't make fun of him for taking notes during Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114652078918164966?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114652078918164966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114652078918164966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114652078918164966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114652078918164966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/05/monty-popped-my-cherry.html' title='Monty popped my cherry!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114644337926141631</id><published>2006-04-30T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T19:29:39.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Knitting Group?</title><content type='html'>I want to start a knitting group in Midwest City.  Probably on Saturday afternoons.  If you are in the Midwest City area and knit, or know someone who knits, please email me, or have them email me.  Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114644337926141631?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114644337926141631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114644337926141631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114644337926141631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114644337926141631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/knitting-group.html' title='A Knitting Group?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114610638386249859</id><published>2006-04-26T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:53:03.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You gotta love the crazies...</title><content type='html'>...if only for their entertainment value.  I have a profile posted on an internet dating site.  Occasionally, guys will email me, but it never amounts to anything more than a little chit chat.  There are some occasions that you do get a crazy though.  Well, needless to say, I got a crazy.  The first time crazy emailed me, on February 12, this is what he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;saw your profile and i actually gazed at your pic for a very long time saying could this be the one have been wanting to meet all my life?baby you are an angel,and that is why i am using taking my time to let you know that you are been felt by me,can i get to know you better?kisses from me david.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  I responded, on February 15, in what I thought was a very sarcastic way with:&lt;blockquote&gt;That's really sweet and all, but you're half a country away. How do you see that working?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Notice my response, though sarcastic, was properly capitalized and punctuated.  Apparently he didn't realize I was being sarcastic, and didn't take the capitalization and punctuation hint, because today I received this:&lt;blockquote&gt;hello pretty, &lt;br /&gt;sorry i've been offline in a while it's due to the nature of my job but i guess am a little free for now,have been thinking about you lately and really love to know a bit about you if thats ok with you?i guess i havent felt this way in a long time and i must confess i think am inlove with someone i donot know,but one thing i do believe and that is destiny i guess that's what made me find you here,pls do reply soon as i will be coming back to the states in about a month from now,kisses yours david. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?  He thinks he's in love with me?  After that?  Okay, my profile (there) SAYS that I'm a Mensan, so apparently he doesn't know what that means if he thinks I'm dumb enough to fall for that shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's fun for us to laugh at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114610638386249859?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114610638386249859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114610638386249859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114610638386249859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114610638386249859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-gotta-love-crazies.html' title='You gotta love the crazies...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114540623383279878</id><published>2006-04-19T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:56:44.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a fabulous weekend</title><content type='html'>I had a great time at the lake. There were a couple of firsts. I slept in a tent for the first time. I kayaked for the first time (more on that later). I was up until like 4:00am every night. My friend Michael was there. I always have loads of fun with him. Michael, Karissa, and I killed a fairly large bottle of vodka by ourselves Friday night. After all the grown ups and small children went to bed, we went to the playground (our camp site was right across the street) and swang/swinged? and went down the slide and played on the merry go round. After Karissa went to bed, around 3:30, Michael and I went and stood with our feet in the lake. Sean and Jonah came out on Saturday, and again after the grown ups went to bed there was more drinking. We only drank beer on Saturday night, but I felt way worse Sunday morning than I did on Saturday morning after the vodka. Anyway, it was the first time I had partied with Jonah and my cousin "Bubba". He's 18 now, so we figured it was okay to give him beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/DSCF1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/DSCF1035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Bubba on the left, Jonah on the right)&lt;br /&gt;I think they had just as much fun as I did. Again we went swinging at 2:00am. Bubba climbed on top of the swingset structure. Drunk. But we didn't think about how bad of an idea that was until the next morning. &lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;I didn't file my taxes or finish my paper until late Monday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114540623383279878?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114540623383279878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114540623383279878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114540623383279878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114540623383279878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-fabulous-weekend.html' title='I had a fabulous weekend'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114498193485429128</id><published>2006-04-13T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:40:03.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God my head's attached...</title><content type='html'>...because if it weren't, I'd lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is April 13.  Taxes are due April 15.  I can't find my W-2.  I'm such an idiot.  I should have just filed my taxes at the end of January when I got my W-2 so this wouldn't happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to that the paper I have to write for my library class that's due on the 17th, and Easter weekend too.  I may have a bit of a meltdown this weekend.  I was discussing my paper with one of the librarians, and she said my research was good, I just had to organize my thoughts, so that's half the battle.  The problem is that every time I've had a free second to do that, I've been playing games, or working on my template, or writing this very post.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my history class today.  It was a telecourse that I was supposed to watch videos and read the text for.  I put off buying the book until it was pretty much too late, so I just added another W to my transcript.  I have more W's than actual grades on my transcript.  But, the grades I do have are A's.  Until I finish my library class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the library class, Intro to Library Technical Assistant, so I could get an easy A.  Hell, my title is Library Technical Assistant.  The highest grade I can get at this point is a B.  I don't know if I'll even be able to pull that out.  It's totally my fault.  It's not like the material is to hard, or anything like that.  I'm just a slacker.  I took zeroes on 2, maybe 3 assignments worth 10 points each just because I didn't feel like doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for Easter, most of my family, including my mother and I are going camping at the lake.  I've checked out a laptop so I can write my paper there.  We'll see if it actually gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I totally won the &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/still-rebellious-teenager.html"&gt;battle&lt;/a&gt; in the war of the strong willed women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.  Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;I almost forgot, don't forget to visit my new renter, &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/54289"&gt;The Daily Dildo&lt;/a&gt;.  I picked her because her blog is well written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, who am I trying to kid.  I picked her because it sounds dirty!  Can I get a whoo whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, her blog REALLY is well written.  Go visit her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114498193485429128?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114498193485429128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114498193485429128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114498193485429128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114498193485429128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-god-my-heads-attached.html' title='Thank God my head&apos;s attached...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114488299919357199</id><published>2006-04-12T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T18:28:36.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You naughty boy...</title><content type='html'>I saw what you were looking at.  There's no point trying to deny it.  I know what a naked penis looks like.  I also don't have a problem with people looking at naked penises on the internet, just not in my library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I caught a guy looking at naked pictures of men.  Not a big deal.  Until I had to tell him he couldn't be looking at that stuff on our computers.  He totally tried to deny it.  He had the naked pics in little windows, then in a big window in the background, he had a google search for cartoon network.  So, when I told him he couldn't look at that here, he said, "What, cartoon network?"  I said, "No, in the other windows."  He pulled up another window with a myspace profile.  I said, "You know what I'm talking about."  That was about an hour ago.  I haven't seen him looking at any more.&lt;br /&gt;It pissed me off that he denied it.  He would have been a lot better off if he had just acknowledged it and apologized.  Now he's on my radar.  He's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;I need a little help with my template design.  First, do you like it?  Second, what do you have your screen resolution set to on your computer?  &lt;br /&gt;My resolution is set to 1024 x 768, so when I make web pages, I make them to fit on my screen, but if more people are viewing it on 800 x 600, I'd be willing to try to adapt, I just need to know.  &lt;-total run-on sentence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114488299919357199?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114488299919357199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114488299919357199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114488299919357199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114488299919357199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-naughty-boy.html' title='You naughty boy...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114479572675622013</id><published>2006-04-11T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:48:46.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Template</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I don't like the purple template, so I'm working on a new one.  If things are a little wonky, that's why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114479572675622013?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114479572675622013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114479572675622013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114479572675622013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114479572675622013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/template.html' title='Template'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114471922593361224</id><published>2006-04-10T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:33:45.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroyln Hart will be at my library tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Oklahoma mystery author Carolyn Hart is coming to speak at my library tomorrow!  I'm about half way through her 4th book in the Henrie O series.  I have so many questions for her.  If you're interested in coming, she'll be at the &lt;a href="http://www.rose.edu"&gt;Rose State College&lt;/a&gt; LRC tomorrow, April 11 at 3:30 PM.  Everyone is welcome.  I hope you'll stop by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114471922593361224?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114471922593361224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114471922593361224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114471922593361224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114471922593361224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/caroyln-hart-will-be-at-my-library.html' title='Caroyln Hart will be at my library tomorrow!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114461980184084761</id><published>2006-04-10T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:50:05.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a rebellious teenager</title><content type='html'>My mother and I are currently in the midst of a battle in the war of the strong willed women.  Alas, there is no end in sight.  No plan to pull out the troops. Just occasional grenade blasts that lead to new battles.  The battles are always the same.  I'm somewhere other than at home, she calls wants me to come home immediately (whether I'm 30 minutes or 2 hours away) because she has a wild hair up her ass that she can't scratch without my help.  I am a rebel at heart.  My first reaction when she gets like that is to revert back to the 16-year-old in me and do the exact opposite of what she says.&lt;br /&gt;She's the queen of the guilt trip too.  She said something to the extent of, "Oh, yeah, I want to sit at home by myself all weekend."  It's not my fault she's sitting at home by herself all weekend!  I have a life!  It's not my job to entertain her when she's not at work, and it's also not my fault that she's isolated herself and doesn't have any friends!&lt;br /&gt;Our living situation quit being healthy a couple of years ago, but alas, I can't afford to move out.  Hopefully that will change soon.  &lt;br /&gt;When I was a teenager, I never got into any "real" trouble, but I was definitely "difficult" for a couple of years.  My parents smothered me (sorry Dad, but you know it's true), so the first chance I got, I moved out and did almost everything they had ever told me not to.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't used to mind doing things to help my mom out, but she isn't always willing to wait for me to do them on my timetable.  She used to get pissed and start doing what she had asked me to do, only she'd be doing it wrong, so I'd end up getting up and finishing it.  I learned that trick, and now those days are over.&lt;br /&gt;She asks me to do so much that it's gotten to the point that when she asks me to do something my automatic reaction is no.&lt;br /&gt;My sister understands what I'm going through.  Before my mom left Bartlesville, after Leslie was married even, she was my mom's beckon call girl.  I don't think my brother really gets it though.  He's never had to deal with her to the extent that we have.  He's a boy, he always got treated different.  Hell, now I'm getting pissed off at him too!  Damn it!  Now the middle child syndrome is starting to rear it's head!  I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this makes sense, and hope you're having a better day than I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114461980184084761?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114461980184084761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114461980184084761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114461980184084761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114461980184084761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/still-rebellious-teenager.html' title='Still a rebellious teenager'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114462426123540219</id><published>2006-04-09T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T18:11:44.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's reminisce</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling lazy, and don't want to write a fresh post.  I'm reposting some of my favorite old posts, from back when no one read my blog, so they're going to be new to most of you.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;From May 24, 2005: &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-magazines-all-time-100-best-films.html"&gt;Amanda's All-Time 102 Best Films&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From April 17, 2003: &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2003/04/drum-roll-please.html"&gt;My first college paper&lt;/a&gt;. I got an A.&lt;br /&gt;From March 9, 2004: &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2004/03/is-everyone-voting-for-american-idol.html"&gt;Idol isn't a new obsession&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From March 1, 2004: &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2004/03/how-is-everyone-again-its-been-long.html"&gt;An article about me&lt;/a&gt; was in the school paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114462426123540219?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114462426123540219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114462426123540219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114462426123540219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114462426123540219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/lets-reminisce.html' title='Let&apos;s reminisce'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114426718322459087</id><published>2006-04-05T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T15:57:54.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A.D.D. Idol</title><content type='html'>First, my mom says I'm weird because I take notes while I'm watching Idol.  Those notes are about to come in really handy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some advice for the contestants:  Whether you like or are excited about the theme or not, you're not going to make it to the end if you don't give it your all, go balls to the wall EVERY week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest whatever last night was Kenny Rogers.  I grew up on Kenny; I love him.  My mom is a huge fan, so I can't help but feel nostalgic when I see him.  Usually.  Not so much last night.  He didn't look too good.  I think he's had his eyes done, and the results weren't great.  Also, what happened to Kenny's signature feathered hair?  Kenny used to have good, no, great hair.  He's got to do something about the new look.  It's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the singing:&lt;blockquote&gt;Taylor - &lt;em&gt;Country Road Take Me Home&lt;/em&gt; - With a genre as big as country, there were so many songs that would have been better suited for his voice than this one.  I'm sad to say it was the worst performance of the night, and he's at risk for elimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandisa - &lt;em&gt;Any Man of Mine&lt;/em&gt; - I love the original version of this song.  Mandisa is great, but the advice above is mostly to her.  This is a great upbeat fast song that she could have done way better with.  I thought it started bad, ended better, but she could have been 1000% better if she'd gotten into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot - &lt;em&gt;If Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;/em&gt; - I thought it was great, awesome, fabulous, terrific.  A really good song choice for him.  He showed more of that potential that I mentioned last week.  He could quietly win if the other contestants don't step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris - &lt;em&gt;How Do I Live Without You&lt;/em&gt; - This is the Paris that I fell in love with during Hollywood week.  The look, the voice, everything.  She is greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ace - &lt;em&gt;I Wanna Cry&lt;/em&gt; - He melted my heart again.  He tells the story of the song with his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly - &lt;em&gt;Fancy&lt;/em&gt; - Remember &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/add-idol.html"&gt;last week&lt;/a&gt; when I made a list of songs I wanted each artist to sing?  Well, I think Kelly may have read that(total wishful thinking), because she sang the song I picked for her, and she did an awesome job.  Great performance of the perfect song choice for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris - &lt;em&gt;Making Memories Of Us&lt;/em&gt; - Surprisingly better than I though it would be, and it was nice to hear him do something different.  He showed the versatility asked for last week, and even though he was out of his element, he still shined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine - &lt;em&gt;Bringing Out the Elvis in Me&lt;/em&gt; - It was good, sexy, "sultry" as Kenny put it.  I think it was the most fun song of the night.  I'm back on the McPheever train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucky - &lt;em&gt;Best I Ever Had&lt;/em&gt; - It was a really good song choice.  I expected a good performance from him on country night, and I wasn't disappointed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly gets my pick for best of the night, Taylor for worst.  It's to that point in the competition where everyone left is good, so I hate to see anyone go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to visit my &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/65129"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114426718322459087?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114426718322459087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114426718322459087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114426718322459087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114426718322459087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/add-idol.html' title='A.D.D. Idol'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114376873211781207</id><published>2006-04-04T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:44:17.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls with Tools</title><content type='html'>I've always considered myself pretty competent with tools. Like all women, sometimes I find uses other than the intended use.  Long story &lt;strike&gt;short&lt;/strike&gt; long, I was holding the handle of the screw driver against the wall over the anchor I just sunk and was hitting the handle of the screw driver with the hammer to make the anchor flush with the wall.  The first whack, I slightly smooshed my fingers between the screw driver and the wall.  I didn't smash them enough that it hurt, just to move my fingers into a "better" position, you know, so they weren't between the screw driver and the wall anymore.  With my hand in the "better" position, I hit my finger really hard with the hammer.  I managed to hit my finger in a way that, though there were no sharp edges on the hammer, I bruise AND cut it.  Like my sister says, A helmet won't help with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is looking a lot better today than it did when the injury was incurred on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/wall.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the arrangement that caused the injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/stencils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/stencils.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stenciled this mirror all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/65129"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;, and if I'm not mistaken, it's my first boy tenant.  Everyone go visit, be friendly, leave comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may post later about my visit to Bartlesville, but I think it'll be hard to beat the funny story I posted on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114376873211781207?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114376873211781207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114376873211781207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114376873211781207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114376873211781207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/girls-with-tools.html' title='Girls with Tools'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114403667007019743</id><published>2006-04-02T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T21:41:46.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/110831/336327.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114403667007019743?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114403667007019743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114403667007019743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114403667007019743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114403667007019743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/prank.html' title='The Prank'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114396270057380753</id><published>2006-04-02T01:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T01:25:00.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/110831/335999.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114396270057380753?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114396270057380753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114396270057380753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114396270057380753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114396270057380753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-audio-post-click-to-play_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114396260473605550</id><published>2006-04-02T01:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T21:42:22.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/110831/335996.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - 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I'm so happy that Jill Carroll, reporter for the Christian Science Monitor who was kidnapped in Iraq 3 monthes ago, has been released unharmed.  Yesterday her twin sister pleaded for her safe release, and it worked.  Carroll's kidnappers had demanded the release of all female prisoners in Iraq in U.S. custody.  I believe the kidnappers never wanted to kill her, and got bored waiting for us to release there women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114374613087455322?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/meast/03/30/carroll/index.html' title='Jill Carroll freed!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114374613087455322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114374613087455322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114374613087455322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114374613087455322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/jill-carroll-freed.html' title='Jill Carroll freed!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114368370452411738</id><published>2006-03-29T21:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:42:47.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A.D.D. Idol</title><content type='html'>Here's how I thought the Idols did last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Tucker - &lt;em&gt;Because of You&lt;/em&gt;, Kelly Clarkson - It was just bad.  She sounded  pitchy and horrible.  I agree with Simon, it was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Pickler - &lt;em&gt;Suds in the Bucket&lt;/em&gt;, Sara Evans - It was a good performance.  The judges were wrong though, she isn't better than the song.  The song choice was perfect for her.  That's her niche.  I don't think she's as good as they act like she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ace Young - &lt;em&gt;Drops of Jupiter&lt;/em&gt;, Train - He has a self confidence problem.   Ace doesn't think he's as good as he really is.  That's difference between Ace and Constantine.  Constantine thought he was better than he was.  I think it was better than karaoke, which it sounded like to Simon, and he's definitely got the smoldering look into the camera thing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Hicks - &lt;em&gt;Trouble&lt;/em&gt;, Ray LaMontagne - His was the best performance of the night, and he looked kind of hot in that leather jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandisa - &lt;em&gt;Wanna Praise You&lt;/em&gt;, Mary Mary - Her Jesus loving ass was probably freaking the F out about America "worshipping" the "Idol" at the church of Mandisa.  Also, her performance was definitely indulgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Daughtry - &lt;em&gt;What If&lt;/em&gt;, Creed - Creed?  Seriously?  Chris, you're so much better than that, but What If you show some versatility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine McPhee - &lt;em&gt;The Voice Within&lt;/em&gt;, Christina Aguilera - The judges said best of the night, it was the worst.  She was all over the place vocally.  I'm a fan of Katherine, but this was her worst performance so far. **I just accidently totally not on purpose just heard Xtina singing this on Yahoo! Music, and she didn't sound that good singing it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucky Covington - &lt;em&gt;Real Good Man&lt;/em&gt;, Tim McGraw - I'm not a fan of his, but I am a fan of the song.  He sang it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris - &lt;em&gt;Work It Out&lt;/em&gt;, Beyonce - She DID work it out.  It was a really good performance.  Best female of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot Yamin &lt;em&gt;I Don't Want to Be&lt;/em&gt;, Gavin DeGraw - One word:  potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd almost put money on Lisa going home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song I'd like to hear each of them sing before the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;~Lisa - I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman by Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;~Kelly - Strawberry Wine by Deana Carter or Fancy by Reba&lt;br /&gt;~Ace - I Swear by John Michael Montgomery or This I Promise You by NSYNC or Your Body is a Wonderland by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;~Taylor - Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;~Mandisa - Fast Car by Tracy Chapman&lt;br /&gt;~Chris - Lightning Crashes by Live or Photograph by Nickelback or I Remember You by Skid Row&lt;br /&gt;~Katherine - Words Get in the Way by Gloria Estefan or In My Life by Bette Middler&lt;br /&gt;~Bucky - The Dukes of Hazzard theme by Waylon Jennings&lt;br /&gt;~Paris - Free Your Mind by En Vogue&lt;br /&gt;~Elliot - Pianoman by Billy Joel&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all songs I deeply love and think these people could sing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for something completely off topic, that new show &lt;em&gt;Teachers&lt;/em&gt; on NBC is cute, but it's not funnier than &lt;em&gt;Joey&lt;/em&gt;, and doesn't deserve to be in his time slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into my new office today.  It's great.  I'm isolated in a corner away from everyone else, and it's huge, and it has a built in bookcase, and it's going to look fabulous after I decorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/36735"&gt;my renter&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114368370452411738?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114368370452411738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114368370452411738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114368370452411738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114368370452411738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/add-idol.html' title='A.D.D. Idol'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114358905750172466</id><published>2006-03-28T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T17:43:49.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/110831/333639.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Bartlesville this weekend to visit my sister.  Brion's roomate is going with me.  Her parents live in Bartlesville now, but she didn't grow up there.  She doesn't know about the few cool things to do in Bartlesville, though there aren't many at all.  She doesn't know it yet, but we're going to got to &lt;a href="http://www.keepsakecandles.com/"&gt;Keepsake Candles&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.reddirtsoap.com/"&gt;The Red Dirt Soap Company&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.roadfood.com/Reviews/Photo.aspx?RefID=3278&amp;PhotoID=6859"&gt;Murphy's Steak House&lt;/a&gt;, and maybe &lt;a href="http://www.okhistory.org/mus-sites/masnum10.htm"&gt;Frank Phillips' home&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.woolaroc.org/"&gt;Woolaroc&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm most excited about going to Murphy's.  It's definitely worth the 3 hour drive to Bartlesville just to eat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you visit my &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/36735"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt; and congratulate her on her recent engagement.  Look down a couple of posts for a picture of the ring.  It's amazing!  I'm a little jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114358905750172466?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114358905750172466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114358905750172466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114358905750172466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114358905750172466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/funny-story_28.html' title='Funny story'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114305493282143599</id><published>2006-03-22T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:40:40.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Oklahoma Weather</title><content type='html'>It snowed here last night, and there was snow on the ground when I left for work today, so I dressed appropriately for the weather.  The temperature rose, the snow is all gone, and now I'm burning up!  Damn you Oklahoma weather!  Damn you to hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom emailed me this, and I thought it was funny, so I'm reposting it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A girl from Oklahoma and a girl from the west coast were seated side by side on an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl from Oklahoma, being friendly and all, said, "So, where y'all from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The west coast girl said, "From a place where they know better than to use a preposition at the end of a sentence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl from Oklahoma sat quietly for a few moments and then replied:&lt;br /&gt;"So, where y'all from, bitch?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to visit my &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/43045"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;.  She graded the performances of the Idols this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114305493282143599?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114305493282143599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114305493282143599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114305493282143599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114305493282143599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/damn-oklahoma-weather.html' title='Damn Oklahoma Weather'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114298387870513447</id><published>2006-03-21T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:31:18.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TV recap</title><content type='html'>NBC has pulled Four Kings from Thursday nights.  It's unclear what they'll do with the remaining 6 episodes. {from &lt;a href="http://www.tvsquad.com/category/nbc/"&gt;tvsquad&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;They have also pulled Joey from the schedule indefinitely, which means Friends really is over.  I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't caught &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/biglove/?ntrack_para1=leftnav_category0_show1"&gt;Big Love&lt;/a&gt; on HBO yet, you need to.  Bill Paxton plays a polygamist with 3 wives.  It's pretty funny.  They've already aired 2 episodes, but it's HBO, so it will be on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/prisonbreak/"&gt;Prison Break&lt;/a&gt; came back from hiatus last night with an episode that lives up to the intensity expected from this great series.  It's looking like they may actually have to execute Lincoln.  He lost his last appeal, the governor denied him clemency, they're about to strap him to the chair.  Michael is on his way to the viewing room, he's not going to be able to do anything to help from there, hopefully his boys can pull something off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a little bit of some medical miracles show last night with a guy with a ginormous tongue.  It was really gross, but the doctors were able to reduce the size of it by 2/3, so almost the whole thing fit in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to visit my &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/43045"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;.  She's got a link to a really hot guy cleaning house without a shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114298387870513447?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114298387870513447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114298387870513447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114298387870513447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114298387870513447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/tv-recap.html' title='TV recap'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114254245917166481</id><published>2006-03-20T18:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:02:30.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend I went to Tulsa for my neice's 3rd birthday party.  It was a princess bowling party.  We had loads of fun.  I got to feel my pregnant cousin's baby kick.  I gave 5 haircuts yesterday including my own.  When I cut Sean's hair, I had him plug my clippers in under the table.  While he was on his hands and knees I clicked them on real quick and shaved the hair on his back right above his butt.  It was hilarious.  Sydney told EVERYBODY that, "M shaved daddy's butt!"  You would not believe how many toys the kid got.  Her bedroom looks Toys 'r' Us now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just my family, or does every family have one person who is always an asshole no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;In our family, it's my cousin Andrew.  He met met my pregnant cousin's husband, Jonah, for the first time last night and decided that he doesn't like him.  I don't get it.  I think if Andrew would give Jonah a chance, he would love him.  My immediate family loves him.  He's a very charismatic fun happy hyper guy, and the kids can't get enough of him.  He and my cousin are married, they're having a baby.  Andrew might as well make the best of it and just be friends with him instead of brooding and being a dick, but that won't happen.  Oh well.  It's Andrew's loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/43045"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;.  Go check her out, leave a comment, tell her I sent you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114254245917166481?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114254245917166481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114254245917166481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114254245917166481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114254245917166481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-weekend.html' title='This Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114253457090844442</id><published>2006-03-16T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:42:50.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures of my animals :)</title><content type='html'>This is Chopper with his baby. I think it's a mini beanie baby from McDonalds. He's become very attached to it in the last couple of days. He takes it with him everywhere. He doesn't chew it, he just holds it in his mouth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/chopper01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/chopper01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cheech. He really enjoys a good game of &lt;a href="http://http://www.gameshow-galaxy.net/Sharks1.htm"&gt;Card Sharks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/cheechtv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/cheechtv01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/cheechtv02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/cheechtv02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheech is the only one of my cats that isn't fixed and declawed. He regularly tries to give Mr. Chong some sweet lovin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Warning*:&lt;/span&gt; This post contains gay cat porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/cheechc01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/cheechc01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. Chong just lays there and lets him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/cheechc02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/cheechc02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheech is also very adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/cheech03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/cheech03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom hollered at me last night, "Amanda, come here, hurry, quick!" So I ran into her room thinking something was wrong. Nothing wrong, just a cat on top of her closet door.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/cheech02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/cheech02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2005/12/update-on-puppies.html"&gt;puppies&lt;/a&gt;? This is Pebbles, the one we gave to my grandma.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/pebbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/pebbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are a couple of my favorite animals ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/pudgenpanky01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/pudgenpanky01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew Panky and my neice Baby Pudge. Isn't Baby Pudge cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/1600/pudge01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/141/320/pudge01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panky is really cute too. I call him Panky because Leslie got him a bowl cut a while back and he looked just like &lt;a href="http://www.classicmoviekids.com/images/m/mcfarland/spanky301a.jpg"&gt;Panky&lt;/a&gt;* from The Little Rascals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;"&gt;*I know his name was Spanky, but Buckwheat called him Panky, so I can too.  Leslie really didn't like it when I tried to teach him to say otay. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114253457090844442?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114253457090844442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114253457090844442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114253457090844442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114253457090844442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-pictures-of-my-animals.html' title='Some pictures of my animals :)'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114246291671926715</id><published>2006-03-15T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:48:36.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 4.0 isn't as in jeopardy as I thought it was.  My instructor gave us all 5 extra points because one of her questions wasn't clear, so I pulled out a 90% on the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick yesterday.  It was very traumatic.  I had to lay on my couch and watch TV all day to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neice Sydney's birthday party is this weekend.  I'm really excited.  It's a princess bowling party.  I really like bowling, and I really like my tiara, finally, I get to combine the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my renter please. I'm too lazy today to make a link, but it's on the sidebar, you can figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At several blogs I've visited, I've seen people's lists of 100 things about them.  I'm working on my list.  Okay, I've been working on the list for a while now, but I will get it done eventually, so you should keep coming back to see if I've finished it yet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114246291671926715?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114246291671926715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114246291671926715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114246291671926715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114246291671926715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114226887787416794</id><published>2006-03-13T13:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:46:33.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carolyn Hart</title><content type='html'>Author &lt;a href="http://www.carolynhart.com"&gt;Carolyn Hart&lt;/a&gt; is coming to my library!  She will be here, at the Rose State College LRC, on April 11 at 3:30 for a Friends of the Library meeting.  These meetings are open to the public, so if you're in the area feel free to stop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature was in the 70's all weekend. It's 48 degrees right now. You gotta love this Oklahoma weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Spring Break here in Midwest City, and unlike most, I am not excited about it.  Usually I work Sun.-Thurs. 1:00-10:00.  I sleep until noon every day.  I love my work schedule.  During Spring Break, I have to work 8:00-5:00.  I got up at 6:30 this morning.  It was after 2:00AM before I even went to sleep.  Usually I love my job, but this is the one thing I don't like about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/61473"&gt;renter&lt;/a&gt;.  Please.  Don't make me beg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114226887787416794?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114226887787416794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114226887787416794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114226887787416794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114226887787416794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/carolyn-hart_13.html' title='Carolyn Hart'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114193219207362082</id><published>2006-03-09T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:01:53.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://people.aol.com/people/articles/0,19736,1148737,00.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; about my sister's TV boyfriend?  Well, it looks like things are not going well for Mr. Hasselhoff.  On Tuesday came the news of &lt;a href="http://tmz.aol.com/article2?id=20060307192809990001"&gt;domestic violence charges&lt;/a&gt;, and today he plead no contest to a &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/11736294/"&gt;DUI charge&lt;/a&gt;.  Things are not going well for the Night Rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/03/09/port.security/index.html"&gt;Dubai port drama&lt;/a&gt; is over.  The UAE is transferring control to a US "entity".  Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to &lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0307062sheep1.html"&gt;fuck your neighbor's sheep&lt;/a&gt;, don't get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you watch &lt;a href="http://www.fxnetworks.com/shows/originals/blackwhite/main.html"&gt;Black.White.&lt;/a&gt; last night on FX?  If not, you totally should.  It will be on again on Sunday night at 10:00(central time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're watching Idol this season, you have to know who &lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/ace_young/"&gt;Ace&lt;/a&gt; is.  I want him &lt;strike&gt;to marry me&lt;/strike&gt; to win more every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a nun and a librarian walk into a &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060309/ap_on_fe_st/nuns_vs_librarians;_ylt=AjWtqVCm10NpKAnMChHnM1vtiBIF;_ylu=X3oDMTA5aHJvMDdwBHNlYwN5bmNhdA--"&gt;spelling bee&lt;/a&gt;...for real.  No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do as well as I thought I would on the midterm for my library class.  I fear that my 4.0 is in danger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114193219207362082?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114193219207362082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114193219207362082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114193219207362082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114193219207362082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/tidbits.html' title='Tidbits'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114176166697954942</id><published>2006-03-07T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T13:17:47.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterms</title><content type='html'>I've got a midterm to study for, so I'm reposting my post (borrowing this idea from &lt;a href="http://brain-soup.blogspot.com"&gt;Monty&lt;/a&gt;) from March 8, 2004.  It's about the love of my life, Colby. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colby was on Curb Your Enthusiasm last night. I don't ever watch this show, but I made an exception for the Colbster. It was really funny. Larry was talking to the rabbi, and invited him to dinner. The rabbi asked if he could bring his friend, and said he was a Survivor. Larry said his dad had a friend who was a survivor, and invited him to dinner. The rabbi's Survivor was Colby, and the dad's survivor was a survivor of the holocaust. Colby and the holocaust survivor got into an arguement over dinner about who had it worse off. If you'd like to see it, let me know. I taped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Three Dog Night. I can't wait! I get to leave work early; that's why you're hearing from me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never tried to hide where I stand on the positions of the Survivor: All-Stars(see March 2). Everyone in my family knows of my love for Colby. Yet, my brother, Sean, who knows Colby is going to win, is trying to cause a ruckus. I don't know why, but for some reason, Sean is a fan of Boston Rob. Probably because Rob is an ass just like Sean. Anyway, all Survivor fans know that if you're not Richard Hatch, or a shady car salesman, you can't win by being an ass. And, we all saw Richard Hatch get voted off BECAUSE COLBY SAID SO! If Boston Rob makes it to the merge, I think that Colby will say so again, and Rob will be gone. And, I will laugh at Sean forever!!! Muahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I'm going to address the Sean/Rob affair. Until Colby wins.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I was wrong about the Rob/Colby thing since Colby got voted off before the merge, and Rob came in second, and got a dumb little trophy wife out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114176166697954942?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114176166697954942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114176166697954942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114176166697954942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114176166697954942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/midterms.html' title='Midterms'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114167286486472248</id><published>2006-03-06T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:15:42.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oscars</title><content type='html'>I watched the Oscars.  I watched the pregame show on E!.  I watched some postgame show on E!.  This is what I got from it: &lt;br /&gt;Reese won best actress.  &lt;br /&gt;George won best supporting actor. &lt;br /&gt;Crash won best picture.  &lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen any of the movies that were nominated, except Harry Potter, and it was only nominated for visual effects or some crap like that.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Seacrest is a giant douche bag.&lt;br /&gt;On the E! post game show Serena Williams called Phillip Seymour Hoffman "Phillip Semen Hoffmour".  I nearly fell out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/31437"&gt;Tiny Voices in My Head&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was out of town all weekend.  My weekend was wonderful.  How was yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114167286486472248?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114167286486472248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114167286486472248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114167286486472248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114167286486472248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscars.html' title='The Oscars'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114133860057947404</id><published>2006-03-02T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:04:26.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New tenant, and a couple of other things</title><content type='html'>I have a new tenant, &lt;a href="http://rentblog.blogexplosion.com/click/59206/31437"&gt;Tiny Voices in My Head&lt;/a&gt;.  I added her to the blogs I read last week.  She's good.  Go visit her.  You know you want to, everybody's doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an interesting rumor going around a certain college campus in Midwest City.  The rumor is that the girl's basketball coach was forced to resign after being caught with a certain part of his anatomy in the mouth of one of the basketball players on the bus on the way home from an away game.  I don't know how much truth there is to this story, but I do know for sure that he no longer works &lt;strike&gt;here&lt;/strike&gt; there.  There's a note on his office door that says he's accepted a much more lucrative position elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work early last night and Heather and I went shopping.  We had a great time without spending too much money.  I've been pretty social this week, and therefore I am way behind on my TV viewing.  I'm going to have to get caught up this weekend.  I did watch Lost &amp; Freddie before I went to bed last night.  Both shows were really good.  On Lost, Claire remembered some of what happened to her when the "others" had her.  Freddie is just hilarious from beginning to end.  Everyone should watch it.  The Chris character is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audienceof1.blogspot.com"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt; lost his father yesterday.  Stop by and give him your condolences, I know this must be a very hard time for him.  I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain I would be in if I lost my father.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114133860057947404?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114133860057947404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114133860057947404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114133860057947404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114133860057947404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-tenant-and-couple-of-other-things.html' title='New tenant, and a couple of other things'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114109290776768885</id><published>2006-02-28T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:09:23.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mortality</title><content type='html'>I do not acknowledge that my soon to be 84-year-old grandmother is mortal. She is an earthbound saint, and that's all there is to it. The deaths of &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/02/25/knotts.obit.ap/index.html"&gt;Don Knotts&lt;/a&gt;, 81, &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/Movies/02/26/obit.mcgavin.ap/index.html"&gt;Darren McGavin&lt;/a&gt;, 83, and &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/TV/02/27/obit.weaver.ap/index.html"&gt;Dennis Weaver&lt;/a&gt;, 81 are making my delusion very hard to maintain. On top of that, &lt;a href="http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-bj.html"&gt;Super B.J.&lt;/a&gt;'s grandfather died this morning. &lt;br /&gt;Mortality has always disturbed me.  I don't handle death well, whether it's someone I know and am close to, or someone I've feuded with in the past, the news of someone dying always makes me very sad.  The sadness isn't always for me.  The sadness I feel is for the loved ones of the deceased, knowing that they've lost someone close to them, that they won't ever be able to look at, touch, talk to that person ever again for the rest of their life, that's what makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time letting people get close to me because I know, no matter what, some way, some how, the relationship will end, and I have a hard time dealing with the pain that goes along that.  It's so much easier just to keep people at arms length.  The less attached you are, the less it will hurt when it's over, ya know.  It's can't be that way with grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, etc. though.  You've already let them in and are attached to them before you can understand the pain losing them will cause you.  I've been lucky.  I haven't lost that many people close to me, which is going to make it even harder when it starts happening, because inevitably it will happen.  Don't get me wrong; if I'd known in advance the pain I would feel for the loss of my grandfather, I still would have loved him just as much, gotten just as attached to him, and hurt just as much when he died.  I guess that's just another one of those mysterious ways The Big Man works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I didn't bring y'all down.  Have a nice day.  Call SOMEONE and tell them that you love them.  It'll make their day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114109290776768885?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114109290776768885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114109290776768885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114109290776768885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114109290776768885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/mortality.html' title='Mortality'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114107949265435394</id><published>2006-02-27T16:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T20:25:07.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>I'm a recent convert to Grey's Anatomy, and watching last night's episode got me to thinking. Why is &lt;a href="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/abc/grey_s_anatomy/patrick_dempsey/greysanatomy_frankockenfels.jpg"&gt;Dr. McDreamy&lt;/a&gt; so dreamy? I'll admit, in 1987, he &lt;a href="http://pantheronline.co.uk/shopimages/D881014.jpg"&gt;bought my love&lt;/a&gt;, but now, 20 years later, in 2006, why are we as women so drawn to him, or, even worse, what he represents? What is so mind bogglingly attractive about a man who's unavailable? He's married; he cheated on his wife with Meredith. And, she's no saint herself. She had an affair with a married man. Did she know he was married when she was sleeping with him? George is a really good catch, and a sweet sensitive man. What she did to him is unforgivable. There are women out there who do stuff like this all the time. On one hand you have the sweet, sensitive, caring, attractive available guy, and on the other hand an asshole in every sense of the work, womanizer, cheater, liar, and 9 out of 10 times, women pick the bad guy. It doesn't make sense to me. And, here's what happens to the good guy: he's continually rejected for the bad guy, so he starts lying, cheating, womanizing, and turns into the bad guy to protect himself from the rejection. Before you know it, they're all going to turn bad, and I'm never going to be able to find a good one. It's not fair! Stupid women are ruining it for everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Librarian Pirate has been drunk blogging. Go check her out.  Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my sister may be interested to know that her &lt;a href="http://people.aol.com/people/articles/0,19736,1148737,00.html"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/a&gt; is divorcing his wife. Good luck with that sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114107949265435394?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114107949265435394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114107949265435394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114107949265435394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114107949265435394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114100117602837844</id><published>2006-02-26T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:19:48.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very lazy today, so here's what you get: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visit Librarian Pirate.  She has a Green Tea Cheesecake with Peach Raspberry Macedoine recipe that looks scrumptious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.random-good-stuff.com/random_good_stuff/2006/02/this_made_me_cr.html"&gt;Random Good Stuff&lt;/a&gt; has an awesome video you MUST check out.  Have your Kleenex&amp;reg ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;Postsecret&lt;/a&gt; has some good secrets today.  The tennis one cracked me up a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added some links to the blogs I read.  One of them is &lt;a href="http://badhairday.typepad.com/"&gt;Bad Hair Day&lt;/a&gt;.  She has a funny post about K-Fed's new dreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danrenzi.typepad.com"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt; has a story about paratroopers being court-martialed or discharged for having sex for money.  Naughty naughty boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://karissaskrazykorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karissa&lt;/a&gt; has some adorable pictures of my brother &amp; my niece.  Sean &amp; Karissa left for Vegas yesterday.  Stop by and wish her luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princessmelissa.com/weblog/"&gt;Princess Melissa&lt;/a&gt; has a whole new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an "incident" at &lt;a href="http://asseenbyjake.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jake's&lt;/a&gt; family poker game.  He needs some feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda &lt;strike&gt;stole&lt;/strike&gt; borrowed this idea from &lt;a href="http://audienceof1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brian's&lt;/a&gt; Weekend Roundup.  Thanks for the fabulous idea, Brian.  Your roundup is way better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else's Sunday is as lazy and unproductive as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114100117602837844?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114100117602837844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114100117602837844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114100117602837844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114100117602837844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114072911297914876</id><published>2006-02-23T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T15:15:46.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Explosion</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't noticed, I'm kind of a follower some times.  &lt;a href="http://brain-soup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monty&lt;/a&gt; is sort of my blog mentor, and she rents her blog on Blog Explosion, so, in true follower form, I followed her lead, joined Blog Explosion, and am now renting my blog.  This week's renter is &lt;a href="http://librarianpirate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Librarian Pirate&lt;/a&gt;.  You totally have to go check her out.  It's easy.  Just click on the picture under where it says email me.  You don't want me to be a blog renting failure, now do you?  She's a library student, so she's super cool.  I've also added her to the blogs I read list.  Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114072911297914876?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogexplosion.com' title='Blog Explosion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114072911297914876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114072911297914876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114072911297914876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114072911297914876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-explosion.html' title='Blog Explosion'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114066675368725853</id><published>2006-02-23T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:52:33.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super B.J.</title><content type='html'>There's a guy I work with, and I'm pretty sure he's a super hero.  He just got new glasses that make him look like by day he's a mild mannered library worker that goes by the name Ben.  But his mom works here too, and I know all of his family calls him B.J., so it's totally possible that by day he's mild mannered library worker Ben, and by night he's &lt;strong&gt;SUPER B.J.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure the gay men of America aren't lucky enough to have a super hero named Super B.J., but it gives me a giggle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114066675368725853?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114066675368725853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114066675368725853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114066675368725853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114066675368725853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-bj.html' title='Super B.J.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153310.post-114064182176994937</id><published>2006-02-22T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T16:41:35.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The book I just started</title><content type='html'>Last night I started reading Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy.  This was Oprah's book club book last summer.  I'm a little slow on the pick-up.  If you go &lt;a href="http://www.classicbookshelf.com/library/leo_tolstoy/anna_karenina/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, there is a full text copy on line.  We can read it together!  If you're interested, let me know, I'll try to figure out a way for us to discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of other "classic" books available at the same site (&lt;a href="http://www.classicbookshelf.com/library/"&gt;Classic Bookshelf&lt;/a&gt;) if Anna Karenina doesn't interest you.  It's a really cool site.  It opens the book in Java, and you can pick your font color, size, background color, etc., and they will email you a bookmark to where you left off so you don't have to search for where you are every time you have to take a break.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also taking suggestions for the next book I should read after this one, if you have any ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153310-114064182176994937?l=phancykat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.classicbookshelf.com/library/leo_tolstoy/anna_karenina/' title='The book I just started'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/feeds/114064182176994937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4153310&amp;postID=114064182176994937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114064182176994937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153310/posts/default/114064182176994937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phancykat.blogspot.com/2006/02/book-i-just-started.html' title='The book I just started'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053362668056591268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/hazydaisy420/me05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
