<?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-13765209</id><updated>2012-01-17T03:54:04.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Humor Girl:  Finding Christ...and What Not to Wear.</title><subtitle type='html'>Humor Girl</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>300</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-5135507858066991356</id><published>2011-07-02T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T14:14:09.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin On</title><content type='html'>Not sure if anyone still follows me, but if you do, come join me on my new blog!  Jensebring.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-5135507858066991356?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5135507858066991356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=5135507858066991356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/5135507858066991356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/5135507858066991356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/movin-on.html' title='Movin On'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1386895284481030824</id><published>2011-06-25T01:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T05:00:40.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Blogging</title><content type='html'>I will now be using this blog for posting all of my pictures.  You can't really see the quality of the pictures on Facebook, so I'm moving to this format.  Here are a few of my pics I posted for practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1239.photobucket.com/albums/ff514/JennJoy521/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OursweetgirlShehadamucheasiertimethisgoaround-2011-06-22at07-51-19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1239.photobucket.com/albums/ff514/JennJoy521/OursweetgirlShehadamucheasiertimethisgoaround-2011-06-22at07-51-19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1239.photobucket.com/albums/ff514/JennJoy521/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8705-2011-06-12at03-34-40.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1239.photobucket.com/albums/ff514/JennJoy521/IMG_8705-2011-06-12at03-34-40.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1386895284481030824?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1386895284481030824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1386895284481030824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1386895284481030824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1386895284481030824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/photo-practice.html' title='Photo Blogging'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8250053647865476063</id><published>2010-07-30T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:23:59.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jersey Shore...</title><content type='html'>Sigh... :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8250053647865476063?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8250053647865476063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8250053647865476063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8250053647865476063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8250053647865476063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/jersey-shore.html' title='Jersey Shore...'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-6571418300834321032</id><published>2010-07-24T23:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:36:36.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hour nap</title><content type='html'>I got a 2 hour nap on the couch today and woke up to silence.  This is what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/104565301212571327340/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCMy9hfHK-_WT2gE#5497697704163847298'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEu-7xMqrII/AAAAAAAAACc/7HWq9Q2QZBo/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='215' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie spit up on the sheets this morning.... Hence, no sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-6571418300834321032?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6571418300834321032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=6571418300834321032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6571418300834321032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6571418300834321032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-hour-nap.html' title='2 hour nap'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEu-7xMqrII/AAAAAAAAACc/7HWq9Q2QZBo/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-959014822852287077</id><published>2010-07-22T22:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:03:55.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month Check Up!</title><content type='html'>Baby girl was a trooper.  She weighed in at 9lb 9oz (25 percentile), 23 inches (75 percentile), and her big, beautiful head is in the 25 percentile!  Not bad for a preemie!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is waiting for her appointment, smiling at daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/104565301212571327340/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCMy9hfHK-_WT2gE#5496932082921293010'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEkGmvz4xNI/AAAAAAAAACY/bEQCfVtXk5E/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='209' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh em gee, could you die from that Mohawk!?  Right!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got her shots and she's a total trooper!!!  She was tired and a BIT cranky, but she's still super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-959014822852287077?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/959014822852287077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=959014822852287077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/959014822852287077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/959014822852287077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-month-check-up.html' title='2 Month Check Up!'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEkGmvz4xNI/AAAAAAAAACY/bEQCfVtXk5E/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4476868272523101949</id><published>2010-07-22T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:30:04.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughhh</title><content type='html'>Just spent 20 minutes looking for the "greased lightening".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/104565301212571327340/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCMy9hfHK-_WT2gE#5496892430242640498'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEjiiqElcnI/AAAAAAAAACU/_GPdim80kAI/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='209' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4476868272523101949?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4476868272523101949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4476868272523101949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4476868272523101949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4476868272523101949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/ughhh.html' title='Ughhh'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEjiiqElcnI/AAAAAAAAACU/_GPdim80kAI/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1201978770257364133</id><published>2010-07-21T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:41:06.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so not as interesting as I thought I was...</title><content type='html'>My daughter finds me very entertaining.  She is happy.  She is sweet.  She just wants to be with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put her in her crib today so i could get ready, and haven't heard a peep for the last 45 min.  She's been staring at the toile design of her bedding.  She never stares at ME for that long.   Apparently I'm not nearly as interesting as I thought I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/104565301212571327340/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCMy9hfHK-_WT2gE#5496431416949711474'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEc_QJuVonI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bq8052SPRcU/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='209' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1201978770257364133?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1201978770257364133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEc_QJuVonI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bq8052SPRcU/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-999314061589086810</id><published>2010-07-21T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:33:14.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>World's LONGEST red light</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-edf83206fd76a4ac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEO9_OQGAWI/AAAAAAAAACI/auuLiJvoXbQ/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4730606911404877102</id><published>2010-07-17T12:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:51:42.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing iBlogging</title><content type='html'>Apparently blogging is supposed to be easy on the iPhone.  We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post this great WalMart moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/104565301212571327340/HumorGirlFindingChristAndWhatNotToWear?authkey=Gv1sRgCPywsvaWupuD2QE#5494934348752115186'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEHtrUF2VfI/AAAAAAAAACE/SajqYup4rBs/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4730606911404877102?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4730606911404877102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4730606911404877102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4730606911404877102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4730606911404877102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/testing-iblogging.html' title='Testing iBlogging'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TEHtrUF2VfI/AAAAAAAAACE/SajqYup4rBs/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1225269524737476558</id><published>2010-07-16T21:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:55:46.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband Greatness</title><content type='html'>I came home from Colorado to a clean house and my husband is putting the baby to bed for the first time.... :)  Usually, I feed her RIGHT before she goes to sleep, so I put her to bed.... This time I fed her earlier so we gave her a bath right before bed and now my husband is rocking her til she gets sleepy.  They're in the other room.  She was crying for about a minute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's quiet.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting teary.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning!  Random video cuteness!   This is my sweet daughter just hours old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df02ffa520795a88" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf02ffa520795a88%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114987%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DAC3EA9E99530D1E76EC9E20FBEB723645F859A.454A86F4420B9FC6DB102A90A3ED347F8F30A4EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf02ffa520795a88%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_tIi__WFJJo9hGPY_gp6GIzIliw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf02ffa520795a88%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114987%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DAC3EA9E99530D1E76EC9E20FBEB723645F859A.454A86F4420B9FC6DB102A90A3ED347F8F30A4EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf02ffa520795a88%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_tIi__WFJJo9hGPY_gp6GIzIliw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1225269524737476558?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1225269524737476558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1225269524737476558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1225269524737476558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1225269524737476558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/husband-greatness.html' title='Husband Greatness'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1516029477846700532</id><published>2010-07-16T18:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:13:38.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Madelynn Joy, 5/19/10, 5lb 9oz, 19inches</title><content type='html'>Since I last posted, we welcomed an amazing little girl into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TED1Q9-f7DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-D_QCvATvo4/s1600/27953_801908332350_23905266_43527442_123568_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TED1Q9-f7DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-D_QCvATvo4/s400/27953_801908332350_23905266_43527442_123568_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494661217255418930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so sweet and so precious it's hard to imagine ever having felt joy before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I've been such a bad blogger...that I'm a BIT far behind on the postage.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TED1jjnyAaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GUqa52vKT7g/s1600/38036_822305226810_23905266_44207769_1722752_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TED1jjnyAaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GUqa52vKT7g/s400/38036_822305226810_23905266_44207769_1722752_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494661536598327714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll try to stay more up to date this time.  I'm going to slowly start updating my blog until I am current with what's going on.  Good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1516029477846700532?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1516029477846700532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1516029477846700532&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1516029477846700532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1516029477846700532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/madelynn-joy-51910-5lb-9oz-19inches.html' title='Madelynn Joy, 5/19/10, 5lb 9oz, 19inches'/><author><name>Jen Sebring</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OsS9dmZfi4/TgYCePa5S4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/vuXoGyRvHrI/s220/Just%2Bfollow%2Bthe%2Btrail%2Bof%2Bwatermelon...%2B-%2B2011-06-24%2Bat%2B02-29-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55_w_wGz2LU/TED1Q9-f7DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-D_QCvATvo4/s72-c/27953_801908332350_23905266_43527442_123568_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7458748576530576321</id><published>2010-04-03T22:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T15:12:09.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC3JGV75I/AAAAAAAAAcU/38EzZQ0j6z8/s1600/IMG_0379-755665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC3JGV75I/AAAAAAAAAcU/38EzZQ0j6z8/s320/IMG_0379-755665.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114094917939090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC3smzzfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5QifcmW7Kco/s1600/IMG_0377-757566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC3smzzfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5QifcmW7Kco/s320/IMG_0377-757566.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114104449355250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC31UfMcI/AAAAAAAAAck/bk93E4G5u0Q/s1600/IMG_0374-759126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC31UfMcI/AAAAAAAAAck/bk93E4G5u0Q/s320/IMG_0374-759126.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114106788426178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC4USLMGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EXe92pBYdvU/s1600/IMG_0373-760969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC4USLMGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EXe92pBYdvU/s320/IMG_0373-760969.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114115100225634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC4-YAr1I/AAAAAAAAAc0/8oA5ZFhUkCo/s1600/IMG_0372-763508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC4-YAr1I/AAAAAAAAAc0/8oA5ZFhUkCo/s320/IMG_0372-763508.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114126398992210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC5msT_lI/AAAAAAAAAc8/egBTY7j9oBk/s1600/IMG_0511-765704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC5msT_lI/AAAAAAAAAc8/egBTY7j9oBk/s320/IMG_0511-765704.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114137221561938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jen Sebring&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7458748576530576321?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7458748576530576321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7458748576530576321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7458748576530576321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7458748576530576321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/nursery.html' title='Nursery!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S7gC3JGV75I/AAAAAAAAAcU/38EzZQ0j6z8/s72-c/IMG_0379-755665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8093244952716373147</id><published>2010-02-10T18:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:32:19.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HI BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.baby-gaga.com/p/dev159pp___.png" alt="pregnancy due date" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would have thought this would be so fun!  I love being pregnant now that I'm not puking my guts out every 20 minutes.  I can pretty much feel her all the time.  Every move she makes, I can feel.  She'll kick me all day long, then my husband will get home and she's dead to the world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8093244952716373147?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8093244952716373147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8093244952716373147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8093244952716373147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8093244952716373147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-baby.html' title='HI BABY!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2951548616051864795</id><published>2010-02-01T21:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:17:39.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Read the fine print!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S2eZUy2KX2I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Hk1a1QrjsFI/s1600-h/image-759105.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S2eZUy2KX2I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Hk1a1QrjsFI/s320/image-759105.png"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433480057971171170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My prince has come!!  My prince has come!  No more lonely nights...&lt;p&gt;If you&amp;#39;ll read the fine print you&amp;#39;ll see that it says &amp;quot;gluten-free,  &lt;br&gt;dairy-free&amp;quot; cookies.... And they are REDONK!!!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;I can eat cookies without itching!  I can eat cookies without  &lt;br&gt;procuring a rash over my entire body!  I can eat cookies!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2951548616051864795?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2951548616051864795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2951548616051864795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2951548616051864795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2951548616051864795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/read-fine-print.html' title='Read the fine print!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S2eZUy2KX2I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Hk1a1QrjsFI/s72-c/image-759105.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7522630401420345783</id><published>2010-01-28T17:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:38:58.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice park job, buddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S2IgEoOiC8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/QqH_Lcyu9fs/s1600-h/photo-738965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S2IgEoOiC8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/QqH_Lcyu9fs/s320/photo-738965.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431939364452174786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I could park better blindfolded with my feet.  He jumped out of his  &lt;br&gt;car and didn&amp;#39;t even consider fixing it.  His time is super importante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7522630401420345783?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7522630401420345783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7522630401420345783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7522630401420345783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7522630401420345783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/nice-park-job-buddy.html' title='Nice park job, buddy...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S2IgEoOiC8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/QqH_Lcyu9fs/s72-c/photo-738965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7365982946587758043</id><published>2010-01-24T08:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:44:46.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK PINK PINK PINK!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1xc3go8glI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BUU8IrYaDYg/s1600-h/photo-786530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1xc3go8glI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BUU8IrYaDYg/s320/photo-786530.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430317359426208338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My poor daughter.  Everything she owns will be pink.  This will be her  &lt;br&gt;bedding!  Maybe I&amp;#39;ll live in her room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7365982946587758043?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7365982946587758043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7365982946587758043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7365982946587758043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7365982946587758043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/pink-pink-pink-pink.html' title='PINK PINK PINK PINK!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1xc3go8glI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BUU8IrYaDYg/s72-c/photo-786530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4008843169382147785</id><published>2010-01-23T09:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:06:41.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1sQgfgatHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6CW_SVhu_F4/s1600-h/photo-701836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1sQgfgatHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6CW_SVhu_F4/s320/photo-701836.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429951926124590194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was a pretty common scene during my first 15 week. I threw up  &lt;br&gt;ALLLLLLL the time and got severely dehydrated. LAAAAME.&lt;p&gt;At 16 weeks I went back to work.  At 18 weeks I stopped really feeling  &lt;br&gt;sick.  And at 19 weeks I went away.  The joys of pregnancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4008843169382147785?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4008843169382147785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4008843169382147785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4008843169382147785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4008843169382147785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-over.html' title='Finally Over'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1sQgfgatHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6CW_SVhu_F4/s72-c/photo-701836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3721681513240928713</id><published>2010-01-20T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:29:02.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it been that long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1fmH5jWNvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/qjL9gUKJ6vg/s1600-h/photo-742824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1fmH5jWNvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/qjL9gUKJ6vg/s320/photo-742824.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429060899200972530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Got married.&lt;p&gt;Got pregnant.&lt;p&gt;Got SIIIIIIICK!!!  Google hypermesis gaviderum (sp).&lt;p&gt;And it&amp;#39;s a girl!!!!&lt;p&gt;Say hi to Madelynn Joy!&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll try to keep in touch.  Although, life blows without a computer.   &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s either not get a computer or have a home birth, and, well, I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;just too chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3721681513240928713?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3721681513240928713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3721681513240928713&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3721681513240928713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3721681513240928713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/has-it-been-that-long.html' title='Has it been that long?'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/S1fmH5jWNvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/qjL9gUKJ6vg/s72-c/photo-742824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3160247387362571430</id><published>2009-02-18T20:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:36:53.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooooo, don't buy snacks from gas stations in rich people neighborhoods</title><content type='html'>About three years ago I landed a pretty sweet gig tutoring rich kids.  Lots of money...they work with my hours.  Sweet.  Well, I was on my way to one of my jobs and I stopped at a gas station to get some snacks.  It was one of those gas stations that looks corporate on the outside, but on the inside smells like weird cleaner and all of the food is generic and near expiration and dusty!?  Seriously, does Chevron dust their snack foods?... do you know what I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in and the guy behind the counter was SUUUPER friendly.  He had huge fake teeth and was all sorts of bending over backwards to help me.  "Are you working hard today?" Is what he asked me when I headed for the counter. The question caught me off guard, I don't think anyone has asked me that when I'm not at work.  I made some lamewad remark and motioned to put my food on the counter.  This is where it gets crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about 4 steps away, not even TO the counter, when he leaned to the right in the direction of the cash register, pushed some buttons all fast and then straightened up to face me again.  At first I figured he was doing something with the gas pumps, but then he whipped my card out of my hand and before I knew it he was telling me the yellow copy was mine.  I seriously frickin' blinked and the transaction was over.  He rang the food before I even got to the counter and ran the card before I even knew what was happening.  I'll admit, I was impressed!  I thought, "damn!  This guy really knows his stuff!  How did he even know what food I had in my hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into my car feeling pretty  much like I went through a revolving door and my hair was still whipping around my face.  I had that downward, thoughtful smile that you get when someone surprises you with their talents and you think "Huh, God really does bestow different gifts and talents on everyone."  It's a moment of enlightenment...when God makes everything clear for ... WAIT!  WTH!? $4.57 for two crummy snacks?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was WRONG...That guy was not good at his job, he was GREAT at it.  He was on par with those guys in New York who walk around with the cups and the walnut and ask tourists to "find the nut find the nut" while they move the cups in figure 8's around faster than you can see and use slimy slide of hand tricks making it impossible to win any money.  Here's the receipt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzNk491YZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KGC1O4Q-0w8/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzNk491YZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KGC1O4Q-0w8/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304340494786322834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see it, but the two prices are $1.08 and $3.49.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I bought (objects may appear larger than they are):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzN-5PHMLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9XnlPS8qWqM/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzN-5PHMLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9XnlPS8qWqM/s320/IMG_0401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304340941535391922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzN-uWZMlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DLSKFEX0BpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzN-uWZMlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DLSKFEX0BpQ/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304340938613142098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cracker jacks should be $1.08... but the peanuts, which btw are neither sweet nor salty, they're JUST frickin' peanuts, had the price on the bag and they were $1.67....  PSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy ripped me off!  Now, before you call me cheap, hear me out.  My tab should have been $2.75.  That means he overcharged me by $1.82....which is like 66%!  If my bill would have been $275....he would have charged me $182 more!? SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.  It wasn't even worth going back in for the few dollars, so I just left.  And that's exactly when I realized the genius of his plan.  He woo's us with his speed and seemingly chipper disposition, then expects us to drive away if we realize his "mistake" .  He set up shop in just the right place.  It's a neighborhood where people don't check receipts under $200....  Very Smart.  He's like the Houdini of the gas station world, so it's only appropriate that his store be named accordingly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzO_Re_rAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RwkJljfvWRw/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzO_Re_rAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RwkJljfvWRw/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304342047556086786" 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/13765209-3160247387362571430?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3160247387362571430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3160247387362571430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3160247387362571430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3160247387362571430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/sooooo-dont-buy-snacks-from-gas.html' title='Sooooo, don&apos;t buy snacks from gas stations in rich people neighborhoods'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZzNk491YZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KGC1O4Q-0w8/s72-c/IMG_0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8526693358803110948</id><published>2009-02-16T18:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:03:06.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>70 Hour Work Week in the Cuuuuuntry</title><content type='html'>Upon leaving my final shift on Saturday, through unadulterated sobs, I asked M&amp;amp;M (my fiance) to add up the hours that I worked.  70.  70 hours, 4,200 minutes, or 252,o00 seconds of WOOOORK.  Why so many hours?  Good question... I decided to whore myself out to every opportunity for extra cash and it ALL came in one week.  The final waitressing shift on Saturday was the piece of kindling that snapped my spine like twig.  The cherry on my Headache Sundae was the engagement pictures scheduled for the Sunday at the end of my MURDEROUS week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm not sure if I've ever told you about the city I work in.  It's a Cuuuuuuntry town and in the words of reading rainbow, you don't have to take my word for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJnfoWMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ydHd78qbpLo/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJnfoWMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ydHd78qbpLo/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303571467611953346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exhibit A:  These are pocket knives on sale for $7 at the local gas station that has a connecting door with Grandy's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoVR24DwcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/I-g1lo_mZEs/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoVR24DwcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/I-g1lo_mZEs/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303574907714781634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exhibit B:  In the plastic cases, there are watches for sale at the same gas station.  :)  These watches are blingin.  Also, there are fancy rings... All for under $20...Christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJh5hweI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rKccjI5-x10/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJh5hweI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rKccjI5-x10/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303571466109960674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exhibit C:  That is a Dorrito Purse.  I can't talk about what's wrong with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the city I work in, there's a Subway.  And a Dairy Queen.  And a Grandy's.  The nearest grocery store is 15 minutes on the highway.  But we have 2 dollar stores.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough... Among other fabulocities on Valentine's Day, my fiance did this for me on the driveway.. heeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJeD6c2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/x3H5OY5t3k8/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJeD6c2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/x3H5OY5t3k8/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303571465079780194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why no post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8526693358803110948?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8526693358803110948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8526693358803110948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8526693358803110948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8526693358803110948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/70-hour-work-week-in-cuuuuuntry.html' title='70 Hour Work Week in the Cuuuuuntry'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SZoSJnfoWMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ydHd78qbpLo/s72-c/IMG_0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3543731450303041891</id><published>2009-02-06T23:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:23:52.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, wedding planning.... BITE ME!!!!</title><content type='html'>A hundred phone calls and e-mails and hours later.... and there are NO churches near my venue for under $2000.  I SAID TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS AND THAT WAS THE CHEAP, NOT AS BEAUTIFUL ONE.  Screw you and the stained glass windows you rode in on, pretty churches with convenient locations for my guests!  With big, oak (is here any other wood?) doors with the rot iron handles that look like castles. There is NO way on God's blessed earth I am spending $2000 to spend 20 minutes in your building.  That's $100/min...$1.50/second, you suck!  The one I dream of is $4500, may God strike me if I'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate plans.  I'm not a list person-- wait--  I'm a list person that doesn't complete tasks in order and loses the list before the day is through.  My classroom lesson plans are main ideas with some strategies and a whole lot of flying around the room by the seat of my pants.  There's just no time for silly lists!!  I'm too busy doing stuff I was supposed to do two weeks ago, dummy!  Ya know what I think it is?  I hate waiting.  Whenever I REALLY plan something out, I end up getting there way early and I have to sit in the waiting room... or sit in my car... or twiddle my thumbs.  So I put things off until the LAST minute.  I work better under pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the wedding is almost exactly 6 months away and I have booked the venue and......and nothing.  Nothing else is done.  Tomorrow are the engagement pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing I would like to say; Wedding planning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you stub your toe on the way to the bathroom at 2am and it hurts so much it wakes you up and then you can't got back to sleep until 30 minutes before your alarm.  I hope your neighbors have a huge deciduous tree that loses it's leaves in your yard  every year.  I hope you get your Sunday paper stolen just often enough to be annoying.  I hope you ALWAYS get the wobbly wheeled cart with string in the wheel at the grocery store.  I hope you spill coffee on your khaki pants before an interview.  I hope you get the gas pump that's out on a cold day and have to move your car.  I hope you pick the slow lane at the bank....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get pink eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3543731450303041891?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3543731450303041891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3543731450303041891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3543731450303041891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3543731450303041891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-wedding-planning-bite-me.html' title='Hey, wedding planning.... BITE ME!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8704962185679504541</id><published>2009-02-04T21:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:30:49.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To the LAME WAD who stole my paper.</title><content type='html'>Dear Persons Responsible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printing 50 copies of the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find the Tone Words word search By Ronnie, Haley, and Justin&lt;/span&gt;," and not coming with paper to the printer in the teachers' lounge to get them, could be considered laaaaaaaaaaame (say that in slow motion for effect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that could be considered laaaaaaaame is an innocent person printing to said printer at 7:21pm, just to realize they didn't have enough paper....TWICE (seriously I had to go get paper twice, ya'll-  say that like Britney Spears cause I'm in the mood for that.) Then they stole some paper from Mrs. K's room just to finish the ridiculous print job.  (PS Mrs. K, I borrowed paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely Yours,&lt;br /&gt;School Paper Lender Extraordinaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  You owe me 50 pieces of paper, you know, like, whenever.....  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8704962185679504541?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8704962185679504541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8704962185679504541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8704962185679504541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8704962185679504541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-lame-wad-who-stole-my-paper.html' title='To the LAME WAD who stole my paper.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8090339791785613550</id><published>2009-02-02T22:52:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:45:18.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell Schmell!  Taste or do not taste, there is no try...</title><content type='html'>So.... I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And headachy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost passed out in the shower this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.  And.  And.  And.  And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....food?  You mean that tasteless gunk I stuff my mouth with??  BGLHSLGHSLGHHGLSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really fun post about someone else's post about purses, but I am siiiick today and stayed home for another nonsense do nothing all day kind of a day!  Oh, I went to the store to buy cough drops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So due to the recently discovered fact that  my life borders on shamefully boring and lame, I'll post these pictures of my God-Dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeeeaaaah&lt;/span&gt;, once you see him, you'll completely understand and stop looking at me like "who the hell has a god dog"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet....... Tobias &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;à la&lt;/span&gt; ObiWan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYfO71c73dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1uPzanrFqz8/s1600-h/IMG_4766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYfO71c73dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1uPzanrFqz8/s400/IMG_4766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298431013980724690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, right!!  The beard!?!? The towel that makes him look like something out of Star Wars even though I've never seen it (no hate mail...It's kind of my thing now to say that I"ve never seen any of the Star Wars movies... You're just gonna have to let this one go)!!  Psha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dog sat for some friends and fell IN LOVE with their Mini Schnauzer.  We are now God Parents and will be purchasing Tobias' twin brother after we get the house and settle in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wouldn't go so far as to say Tobias "hates" bathtime, but he's so totally on the opposite of  fond....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't EVEN say he's not the cutest... 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYfPOK6kAOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bFDxHYygFVo/s1600-h/IMG_4765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYfPOK6kAOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bFDxHYygFVo/s400/IMG_4765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298431328979779810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"B!$@h!!!  I'll cut you!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(I'm 99.9% certain he's talking about female dogs, NOT you.... but there's just no way to tell for certain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8090339791785613550?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8090339791785613550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8090339791785613550&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8090339791785613550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8090339791785613550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/smell-schmell-who-needs-to-taste-their.html' title='Smell Schmell!  Taste or do not taste, there is no try...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYfO71c73dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1uPzanrFqz8/s72-c/IMG_4766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3164524772987690220</id><published>2009-02-01T11:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:46:42.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/5a96b2a/16777225"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/5a96b2a/16777225_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Woke up late...&lt;p align="right" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" alt="Posted by ShoZu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3164524772987690220?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3164524772987690220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3164524772987690220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3164524772987690220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3164524772987690220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/snl.html' title='Snl'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331537754031955241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYg22RCksLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qvBgRPZ-pj0/S220/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7555835205717074451</id><published>2009-01-31T12:28:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:34:30.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart will go onnnnn annnnnnn donnnnnnn....</title><content type='html'>Now that I've successfully driven off even  the last of my loyal readers  and my best friend migraine is in town and has been for TWO DAYS... What better time to hop back on the blog train.  ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess at this point I'm only writing for me.. and maybe my AMAZING fiance!  Yeah, I said it!  &lt;a href="http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/soooohowd-date-go.html"&gt;FIANCE&lt;/a&gt;!  I'm so totally getting hitched in 6 months I have proof.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSiDk29sLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-7lsiYthj9g/s1600-h/Photo+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSiDk29sLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-7lsiYthj9g/s320/Photo+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297537244012064946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No makeup'd, bedheaded, haven't taken the recycling out (cause it's piled up behind me) proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's all sexy and funny and kind and PERRRRFECT PERFECT PERFCT and I have somehow bamboozled him into spending the rest of his muscly life with me.  Score.  The proposal was perfect... He took me out on a gondola and surprised me on the water.  Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god!  i've totally forgotten about the whole reason I've existed for the past 26 27 in May years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 5, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE most exciting night of my life.  So far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was "All By Myself" before this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how amazing it would be, I would have packed my stuff and "Drove all Night".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Power of Love" can only carry you so far.... wait, what was I saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, "It's All Coming Back to Me"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stop and let it, "My heart will go on...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't caught on yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw....(deep breath)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVE....(squealing)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CONCERT.....(AGHGHG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CELINE FREAKING DION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSoAvgTT_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/xPZiZ6oJzSQ/s1600-h/IMG_4742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSoAvgTT_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/xPZiZ6oJzSQ/s400/IMG_4742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297543792399962098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod! She was AMAZING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start by saying that She. Is.  Flawless.  She came out on stage in this glittery, shaaaorrrrt dress and her legs were amazing and she's amazing and I'm getting palpitations thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I snuck into the lower level seats.  But we both got really nervous and our stomachs started to feel like we had to go to the bathroom because we didn't want to get caught, so we went back to the nosebleeds....which I'm SO glad we did.  The jumbotron made it feel like we were RIGHT there!  Her voice is PITCH perfect and she's so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went from the lower level seats up to the 300's it felt remarkably like going from upper to lower class.  The people in the bottom were wearing fur and heels and really expensive clothes....  the people in the 300's were wearing grocery shopping on a lazy Sunday attire.  It looked like a college campus on family night.  We fit right in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited that I didn't get that many pics... but Here are SOME from the concert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSsRWCZYKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XM4M5-j5VvA/s1600-h/IMG_4735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSsRWCZYKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XM4M5-j5VvA/s400/IMG_4735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297548475667931298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeup sweat off, I swear.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSs2uMU-EI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1uOB1i3JMj0/s1600-h/IMG_4761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSs2uMU-EI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1uOB1i3JMj0/s400/IMG_4761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297549117807196226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSto-rYEuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/X1mHfetb0Tw/s1600-h/IMG_4764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSto-rYEuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/X1mHfetb0Tw/s400/IMG_4764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297549981225849570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was over, I looked like I ran a marathon.....  That's us by the posters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYStgDgFwFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8pCmUrTNmtg/s1600-h/IMG_4763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYStgDgFwFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8pCmUrTNmtg/s400/IMG_4763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297549827901866066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the crowd leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYStf7Ozm5I/AAAAAAAAAII/oOxdKtwPHHM/s1600-h/IMG_4757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYStf7Ozm5I/AAAAAAAAAII/oOxdKtwPHHM/s400/IMG_4757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297549825681890194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine is totally behind us in that bright light!  hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... here is Celine talking to the crowd, because yeah, she talked to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f8946af798285ce2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8946af798285ce2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114987%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D305CC38D911BDE9B966697653081BE986E48934C.4A1F33B124D739EE2912AC1E44987DE6D318B810%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8946af798285ce2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhpEEzb7Jcv3FHxugpNKu5qpa_pU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8946af798285ce2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330114987%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D305CC38D911BDE9B966697653081BE986E48934C.4A1F33B124D739EE2912AC1E44987DE6D318B810%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8946af798285ce2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhpEEzb7Jcv3FHxugpNKu5qpa_pU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7555835205717074451?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f8946af798285ce2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7555835205717074451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7555835205717074451&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7555835205717074451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7555835205717074451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-heart-will-go-onnnnn-annnnnnn.html' title='My heart will go onnnnn annnnnnn donnnnnnn....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ot5jnr3vgEA/SYSiDk29sLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-7lsiYthj9g/s72-c/Photo+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8419334570400988327</id><published>2008-06-11T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:19.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm detoxing...  Ew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SFA-Zu39YyI/AAAAAAAAASk/J1jfeBRcArA/s1600-h/photo-706568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SFA-Zu39YyI/AAAAAAAAASk/J1jfeBRcArA/s320/photo-706568.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210733380668056354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8419334570400988327?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8419334570400988327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8419334570400988327&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8419334570400988327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8419334570400988327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-detoxing-ew.html' title='I&apos;m detoxing...  Ew!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SFA-Zu39YyI/AAAAAAAAASk/J1jfeBRcArA/s72-c/photo-706568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3942184948400534000</id><published>2008-06-10T19:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:19.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog who!!!??  Psh!!!</title><content type='html'>Being a big, girl teacher... falling in love...  you, know, Grown up stuff.... HA!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I've been gone for way too long. I have SOOOOO much catching up to do.  Like blog my boring summer life!  I'm excited to start writing again.  I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have you know, however, that the blog lords have gotten their revenge and I am sick as a dog.  Let this be your proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SE8fqOM1gpI/AAAAAAAAASc/wUfOW-HXESM/s1600-h/SICK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SE8fqOM1gpI/AAAAAAAAASc/wUfOW-HXESM/s400/SICK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210418104117854866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blords have ruined my tidy house and have sent me into a tailspin of aches and pains and oh my gosh I'm STARVING and I can't keep nothin' down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SE8ZEJZ_dQI/AAAAAAAAASU/a_l8cWcSajA/s1600-h/photo-712526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SE8ZEJZ_dQI/AAAAAAAAASU/a_l8cWcSajA/s320/photo-712526.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210410852926059778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3942184948400534000?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3942184948400534000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3942184948400534000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3942184948400534000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3942184948400534000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-who-psh.html' title='Blog who!!!??  Psh!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/SE8fqOM1gpI/AAAAAAAAASc/wUfOW-HXESM/s72-c/SICK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7015140494866668926</id><published>2008-03-06T16:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:41:29.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo......how'd the date go??</title><content type='html'>On a scale from 1-10, the date was a 500.  This date will forever go down in history as the best date EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked for like 3 hours at a park.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agree about EVERYTHING.  Sigh.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are any of my close friends then you know that I could go on about him forever...but I will not bore the blogoshere just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.... love love love!  That's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7015140494866668926?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7015140494866668926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7015140494866668926&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7015140494866668926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7015140494866668926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/soooohowd-date-go.html' title='Soooo......how&apos;d the date go??'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-9087406178270580364</id><published>2008-02-26T23:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:41:21.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I SO have a non-date!  That's totally a date.</title><content type='html'>Finally!  A date!  I'm sick of meaningless!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's totally rad and funny!  And he says what he means!?  Who does that??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-9087406178270580364?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9087406178270580364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=9087406178270580364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/9087406178270580364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/9087406178270580364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-so-have-non-date-thats-totally-date.html' title='I SO have a non-date!  That&apos;s totally a date.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-5716133048687629605</id><published>2008-02-19T06:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:20.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R7rNV2Gxu7I/AAAAAAAAASI/nigY2B6eWjk/s1600-h/photo-799422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R7rNV2Gxu7I/AAAAAAAAASI/nigY2B6eWjk/s320/photo-799422.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168669297545952178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-5716133048687629605?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5716133048687629605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=5716133048687629605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/5716133048687629605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/5716133048687629605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/bummer.html' title='Bummer'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R7rNV2Gxu7I/AAAAAAAAASI/nigY2B6eWjk/s72-c/photo-799422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-6743254775252157878</id><published>2008-02-07T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:20.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6s9FIw7cLI/AAAAAAAAASA/87UQWx0sN-o/s1600-h/photo-728542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6s9FIw7cLI/AAAAAAAAASA/87UQWx0sN-o/s320/photo-728542.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164288556171751602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cause yeah, when better to schedule spirit week then on the week of a  &lt;br&gt;huge exam?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-6743254775252157878?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6743254775252157878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=6743254775252157878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6743254775252157878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6743254775252157878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/perfect-timing.html' title='Perfect Timing'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6s9FIw7cLI/AAAAAAAAASA/87UQWx0sN-o/s72-c/photo-728542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3378423969902978064</id><published>2008-02-04T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:20.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive to work...</title><content type='html'>That little white dot is the moon.  And yes, this picture is old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fcBIw7cKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/n1VasdHqYj4/s1600-h/photo-772554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fcBIw7cKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/n1VasdHqYj4/s320/photo-772554.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163337409894248610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm the boringest boringer in the universe.  Sorry I'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been exhausting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live for Spring Break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3378423969902978064?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3378423969902978064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3378423969902978064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3378423969902978064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3378423969902978064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/drive-to-work.html' title='Drive to work...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fcBIw7cKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/n1VasdHqYj4/s72-c/photo-772554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3642784721006076058</id><published>2008-02-04T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:22.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to create iPhone ringtones</title><content type='html'>Open iTunes and go to iTunes/Preferences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fQF4w7cHI/AAAAAAAAARg/rvbL0LjilrU/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fQF4w7cHI/AAAAAAAAARg/rvbL0LjilrU/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163324297359093874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under "Advanced" change the "Import Using:" to "AAC Encoder":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fPNIw7cFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/b_h5xFr7lrY/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fPNIw7cFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/b_h5xFr7lrY/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163323322401517650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click "OK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the song that you want to make a ringtone with.  You CAN'T use an iTunes download.  (If you have an iTunes song that you want to use, you can burn it to a cd and re-import it to make it a regular mp3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found the song you want to use, figure out which 20 seconds you want your ringtone to be.  Remember the starting and stopping points in the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, right click on the song and click "Get Info":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fPyYw7cGI/AAAAAAAAARY/cc7h0_2Eg_A/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fPyYw7cGI/AAAAAAAAARY/cc7h0_2Eg_A/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163323962351644770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under "Options" check the "Start Time" and "Stop Time" boxes and change the times to the 20 seconds you want for your ringtone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fPDYw7cDI/AAAAAAAAARA/EjclqISJqiI/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fPDYw7cDI/AAAAAAAAARA/EjclqISJqiI/s400/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163323154897793074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double click on the song to play it and make sure it starts and stops where you want it to.  Make the adjustments you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have the song starting and stopping where you want it to, right click on the song and click on "Convert to AAC":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fO_ow7cCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JzXif5ipVgM/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fO_ow7cCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JzXif5ipVgM/s400/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163323090473283618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will create a seemingly identical song.  Check the length to see which one is the ringtone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fO7Iw7cBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Kz-kLERtGho/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fO7Iw7cBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Kz-kLERtGho/s400/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163323013163872274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, right click on the ringtone and click "Show in Finder" (it might be different for a PC.  It might say something like "Show Folder" or something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fOcow7cAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/siBJHpWyl1g/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fOcow7cAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/siBJHpWyl1g/s400/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163322489177862146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found the song file, click once on the name and change the m4a to m4r:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fN0Yw7b8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/EDsZoOtsQR4/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fN0Yw7b8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/EDsZoOtsQR4/s400/Picture+15.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163321797688127426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Enter and click "use m4r"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fNmYw7b7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/brW0Qnb7bII/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fNmYw7b7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/brW0Qnb7bII/s400/Picture+16.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163321557169958834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've changed the format, go back into iTunes and delete the ringtone.... BUT do NOT delete from the computer!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fOW4w7b_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/1ZJ4SeCF_KQ/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fOW4w7b_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/1ZJ4SeCF_KQ/s400/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163322390393614322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fORow7b-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/qwKm533QRJ8/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fORow7b-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/qwKm533QRJ8/s400/Picture+14.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163322300199301090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the song is deleted from iTunes, double click on the new m4r file and it will open in your Rintones Section of your iTunes.  Make sure your ringtones section syncs with your phone and you should have ringtones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST STEP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have the ringtone, go back to the original song file and UNcheck the start and stop times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fYPIw7cJI/AAAAAAAAARw/4pMJRqWLiOQ/s1600-h/Picture+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fYPIw7cJI/AAAAAAAAARw/4pMJRqWLiOQ/s400/Picture+18.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163333252365906066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3642784721006076058?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3642784721006076058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3642784721006076058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3642784721006076058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3642784721006076058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-create-iphone-ringtones.html' title='How to create iPhone ringtones'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6fQF4w7cHI/AAAAAAAAARg/rvbL0LjilrU/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4034749269313137999</id><published>2008-02-04T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:22.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6ceM4w7b5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/a-1e0jh0hcE/s1600-h/photo-779725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6ceM4w7b5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/a-1e0jh0hcE/s320/photo-779725.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163128704548433810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I find it interesting that people will steal my peanut butter crackers  &lt;br&gt;from my desk drawer and not my iPod.  For real my crackers are gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4034749269313137999?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4034749269313137999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4034749269313137999&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4034749269313137999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4034749269313137999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/really.html' title='Really??'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R6ceM4w7b5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/a-1e0jh0hcE/s72-c/photo-779725.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2615935234396477379</id><published>2008-02-03T14:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:49:40.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yq0tMYPDJQ&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yq0tMYPDJQ&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2615935234396477379?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2615935234396477379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2615935234396477379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2615935234396477379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2615935234396477379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/watch-me.html' title='Watch Me.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-456285014658589879</id><published>2008-01-29T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:22.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Planning Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R59dBow7b4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/sOXpNvyXvqY/s1600-h/photo-774811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R59dBow7b4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/sOXpNvyXvqY/s320/photo-774811.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160945980693770114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Noooo sleep and this is how I spend my planning period.  I look way more  &lt;br&gt;gross and puffy then I planned on and I&amp;#39;m totally fine with that.   &lt;br&gt;Enjoy my final moments of peace until 4:00.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-456285014658589879?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/456285014658589879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=456285014658589879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/456285014658589879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/456285014658589879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/les-planning-period.html' title='Les Planning Period'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R59dBow7b4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/sOXpNvyXvqY/s72-c/photo-774811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2665748661842825039</id><published>2008-01-28T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:23.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did I forget about my laundry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R52C6ow7b3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/af4B7I7jBEo/s1600-h/photo-701984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R52C6ow7b3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/af4B7I7jBEo/s320/photo-701984.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160424691923119986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It&amp;#39;s nearly 1 am.&lt;p&gt;I forgot my sheets were in the dryer.&lt;p&gt;This is where they are now and I&amp;#39;m laying on my bed phone blogging to  &lt;br&gt;try and get some energy.&lt;p&gt;Ughgghhgg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah I almost forgot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much snot in my respiritory system that breathing and coughing have tied the knot.  I would also swear to you that Flozell Adams is invisible and siesta-ing on my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that?....nada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2665748661842825039?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2665748661842825039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2665748661842825039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2665748661842825039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2665748661842825039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-did-i-forget-about-my-laundry.html' title='Why did I forget about my laundry?'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R52C6ow7b3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/af4B7I7jBEo/s72-c/photo-701984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2294484915294376945</id><published>2008-01-17T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:04:57.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Throat...</title><content type='html'>Sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more then 2 hours of sleep would help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2294484915294376945?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2294484915294376945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2294484915294376945&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2294484915294376945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2294484915294376945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/throat.html' title='Throat...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1167454451993819842</id><published>2008-01-15T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:24.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>I'm back!  Yeah, I say that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been REAL-REAL busy, so let me fill you in on my crazy life.  My teaching is more fulfilling then I could have ever imagined.  And Oooh ooh ooh I got Uggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42EMLPft3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/jOO3HvHj4TY/s1600-h/IMG_4102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42EMLPft3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/jOO3HvHj4TY/s400/IMG_4102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155922493120165746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their ugly and I LOVE them like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tricked out my iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jennjoy521/2188830292/" title="2188014049_69f6204445_m by jenntrigsted, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/2188830292_5e40e2ee8e_o.jpg" width="145" height="240" alt="2188014049_69f6204445_m" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 72 hours straight.  I went from my bed.  To my couch.  To my bed.  To my couch.  Tears.  Anger.  Bricked iphone.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eureka!!&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bricked!!! &lt;/span&gt; I HATE LIFE---&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DIE APPLE&lt;/span&gt;---  DIE DGRUEIRSOFJDROEISJ.....  ((&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CHOIR OF ANGLES&lt;/span&gt;))  "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I see Blue!  He looks glorious!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my phone is TRICKED did you hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what else, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some quality time solving my 5x5x5 Rubiks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42Gl7Pft4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/uFAJyVjcJeY/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42Gl7Pft4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/uFAJyVjcJeY/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155925134525052802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten my oil changed in---  (I love you but I am too shamed to tell you how long.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golly, what else have I done.  Hmmmm.... Busy busy.  What.  Have.  I.  Been.  Busy.  With.  Huh?  That seems about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I got a new rolly-bag that I tote my work stuff with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42JQ7Pft5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/6F5QHFMtFMU/s1600-h/ebay_pics_174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42JQ7Pft5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/6F5QHFMtFMU/s400/ebay_pics_174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155928072282683282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Oh! I ate like 2 boxes of cupcakes!  STRAIGHT UP!!!  THESE ARE BETTER THEN HOSTESS!  I crud you not.  :)  THEY DOMINATE!  PLEASE TRY THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42J4LPft6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/SND2ZQNwFws/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42J4LPft6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/SND2ZQNwFws/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155928746592548770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurts and I have chest pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, it seems that I really haven't done anything.  I'll try to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH WAIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill.  The show on the WB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, do you know?  Do you know this show?  My stars in the sky I don't have words to describe why i love this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is CHEEZE-RIFIC!  It is masterfully corny and I want every part of it!  It started out when they were in high school and they touched topics like teen sex and bringing guns to school.  Real topics that needed to be addressed.  NOW!  OH NOW!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no longer "One Tree Hill"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42YULPft7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tTlxG6czjtc/s1600-h/main_414x260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42YULPft7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tTlxG6czjtc/s400/main_414x260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155944620791674802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's "4 Years Later... One Tree Hill"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42YjrPft8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/htUXpVrjhHg/s1600-h/layout.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42YjrPft8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/htUXpVrjhHg/s400/layout.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155944887079647170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1167454451993819842?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1167454451993819842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1167454451993819842&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1167454451993819842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1167454451993819842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R42EMLPft3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/jOO3HvHj4TY/s72-c/IMG_4102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2559114100873098557</id><published>2007-12-22T02:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:25.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This month....And the day from Hizell.</title><content type='html'>I know.  I suck.  And in the words of Misguided Mommy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zJKbs8tlI/AAAAAAAAANE/J_6aPn_oG6k/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zJKbs8tlI/AAAAAAAAANE/J_6aPn_oG6k/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146709655249794642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This teaching gig is kicking me to the curb.  On top of germs that only 12 year olds can carry, I've been exposed to the very crippling disease "Youllneverhavetimeforeverythingitis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention the hives?  Yeah...they won't go away.  "Oh my gosh, are you okay Miss Humor??"  "Yes, I'm fine, thanks for making me fully aware of how much you can see them in this florescent light.  YOU HAVE HOMEWORK NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my day from hizzy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out just fine.  I called my Dr. on my conference period and they said they would see me at 5:45.  Seeing that I get out of work at 4, that's enough time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG.  You are so wrong, HG.  You are SO off base it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some trouble in the classroom, so I got to call a parent after school!  I decided to call her on my way to the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got so distracted on the phone that I missed my exit.  I turned around on the freeway, and brainlessly took the same exit I just got off on.  Not kidding.  I turned around, and in the time it took me to turn around again there was miserable traffic.  And then this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zM3rs8tmI/AAAAAAAAANM/GHri5k55XO0/s1600-h/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zM3rs8tmI/AAAAAAAAANM/GHri5k55XO0/s400/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146713731173758562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then about 1,000 of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zOIbs8toI/AAAAAAAAANc/G5cpv69KxjU/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zOIbs8toI/AAAAAAAAANc/G5cpv69KxjU/s400/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146715118448195202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up being 45 minutes late.  I had to stop for gas and spilled gas on my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I lost my planner?  Yeah, and I looked ALL over school for it for about 30 minutes.  I found it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zPfLs8tpI/AAAAAAAAANk/TFVSCJHwgO8/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zPfLs8tpI/AAAAAAAAANk/TFVSCJHwgO8/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146716608801846930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, I've been cooking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zRXrs8tsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xP4AKHrWMek/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zRXrs8tsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xP4AKHrWMek/s400/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146718678976083650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And doping up on this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zQ5Ls8trI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fmPJPzy5MM0/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zQ5Ls8trI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fmPJPzy5MM0/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146718154990073522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!!  And the best of the best!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the best investment I've ever made in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zTPbs8ttI/AAAAAAAAAOE/VvAyqBAZvJ0/s1600-h/10268041_Orig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zTPbs8ttI/AAAAAAAAAOE/VvAyqBAZvJ0/s400/10268041_Orig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146720736265418450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a neck and shoulder massager and it is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Must sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2559114100873098557?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2559114100873098557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2559114100873098557&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2559114100873098557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2559114100873098557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-monthand-day-from-hizell.html' title='This month....And the day from Hizell.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R2zJKbs8tlI/AAAAAAAAANE/J_6aPn_oG6k/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3320936888585555316</id><published>2007-11-28T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:26.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I'm not proud of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R04wY3wQN_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ch-PR3ldQIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3473-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R04wY3wQN_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ch-PR3ldQIQ/s400/IMG_3473-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138097428717647858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.  For dinner.  I had Dairy Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate FRIED STEAK, FRENCH FRIES, GRAVY, TEXAS TOAST, and a BLIZZARD.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the second most disgusting person I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.  On my way home from work.  I got physically excited about coming home to "The Real World" on my tivo.  I watch The Real World!  I watch the Real World because I'm ADDICTED!  BECAUSE I LOVE IT.  BECAUSE I AM TEAM PARISA!!  AND I DESPISE TRISHA!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware of my patheticness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R05MlnwQOAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bI59vP-nh2Y/s1600-h/trisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R05MlnwQOAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bI59vP-nh2Y/s400/trisha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138128434086557698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Go to the this link and go to about 5 min.  Trisha will tell you how great she is.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mtv.com/overdrive/?id=1574227&amp;vid=188909&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3320936888585555316?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3320936888585555316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3320936888585555316&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3320936888585555316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3320936888585555316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/things-im-not-proud-of.html' title='The things I&apos;m not proud of...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R04wY3wQN_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ch-PR3ldQIQ/s72-c/IMG_3473-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3130748569656043410</id><published>2007-11-25T14:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:26.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY I'M BACK!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY got my password back!  Someone hacked my myspace, blogger, and gmail passwords and I FINALLY got access to my gmail and blogger!  Very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the world's cutest dog to get you by until i can sit down and really write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R0nlGHwQN9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qrmYNb9m6sE/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R0nlGHwQN9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qrmYNb9m6sE/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136888743316174802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3130748569656043410?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3130748569656043410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3130748569656043410&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3130748569656043410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3130748569656043410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-im-back.html' title='FINALLY I&apos;M BACK!!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/R0nlGHwQN9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qrmYNb9m6sE/s72-c/IMG_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-6558792642628490660</id><published>2007-10-25T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:26.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this</title><content type='html'>We had state testing ALL day yesterday. I had students that weren't necessarily mine. ALL DAY.  The girl in the front row may never ask me a question again for I cannot handle telling her "this is a test, I cannot tell you if you're wrong or right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let some of the kids play with my phone for a minute or two after the test.  I found these tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxQAqYycI/AAAAAAAAAME/FeBq8vHID6E/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxQAqYycI/AAAAAAAAAME/FeBq8vHID6E/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125502370793966018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxQgqYydI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3BtMg1eumeo/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxQgqYydI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3BtMg1eumeo/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125502379383900626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxRAqYyeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/az2vkknMrqU/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxRAqYyeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/az2vkknMrqU/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125502387973835234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably fired.  You think i could get canned for letting them run a muck after the test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I'm so glad she's not in my class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-6558792642628490660?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6558792642628490660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=6558792642628490660&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6558792642628490660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6558792642628490660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-found-this.html' title='I found this'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RyFxQAqYycI/AAAAAAAAAME/FeBq8vHID6E/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2925091170417063561</id><published>2007-10-22T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:41:18.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly the funniest person ever</title><content type='html'>I worked with this guy named Eric and we used to make fun of people who were really country.  We'd spend whole shifts talking like trailer trash.  Here is a letter I just received from him on myspace.  I laugh harder every time I read it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll stop making Bobbi Dale mad!!!!! Stopit Now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="messageTable" style="margin-top: 9px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;th&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Dear Lurlene Marie and Cecil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yall best not let meemaw know that Bobby Dale farted in line at Luby's after the cornbread   festival last Sundee. Yall been spreadin it around like honey butter all over yalls myspaces yall. I know yall told Peepaw it was the steamed collard greens the little oriental lady put in the winda' , but he aint stupid. He's just blind as a rooster. He can smell yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Love yall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Billy Don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2925091170417063561?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2925091170417063561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2925091170417063561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2925091170417063561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2925091170417063561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/possibly-funniest-person-ever.html' title='Possibly the funniest person ever'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-2117777155481973636</id><published>2007-10-22T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:30.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Monday!</title><content type='html'>I've crammed 3 weeks worth of "new teacher" prep into 4 days.  I'm kicking myself for not taking before pictures of my new room.  DUST.  DISORGANIZATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw6Vm0XwKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G6PGcIoctwk/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw6Vm0XwKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G6PGcIoctwk/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124034618912653474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is  the student workstation.  Everything is accounted for, so don't be stealin' no pencils, fool, I know where you work!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw8620XwTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hQTVnHqZYgA/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw8620XwTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hQTVnHqZYgA/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124037457886036274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh no, internet!!  What do I do with no money to decorate???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just staple crap (homemade construction paper crap) to the walls!!!  Those are the rules that my classes made with their old teacher.  Each one is a period...and each period has a COLOR!  MORE EXCITING COLOR ORGANIZATION!  I swear, 1st period is red and I have a red folder that I put their work in.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw83m0XwRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dnpNVpudbhA/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw83m0XwRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dnpNVpudbhA/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124037402051461394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My turn in baskets are UN-labeled...the humanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDt20XwdI/AAAAAAAAALc/cgR83ygMcAE/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDt20XwdI/AAAAAAAAALc/cgR83ygMcAE/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124044931129131474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's what the kids see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw88m0XwUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-4ogvjTbLL0/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw88m0XwUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-4ogvjTbLL0/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124037487950807362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I see.   Heaven in the form of COLOR COORDINATED TABLES!  It took me FOREVER to get the tables right.  From the front of the room, I can see ALL of their precious faces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxCC20XwaI/AAAAAAAAALE/XKyJ-7JK4s0/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxCC20XwaI/AAAAAAAAALE/XKyJ-7JK4s0/s200/IMG_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124043092883128738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxBk20XwYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nWCeMsXuDQU/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxBk20XwYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nWCeMsXuDQU/s200/IMG_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124042577487053186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Table A (the orange paper on the floor is where the front desks line up..because I'm all anal like that. Oh yeah, and each desk has a number, too.  SO HAPPY!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw7p20XwOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gbrUwOI-zeY/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw7p20XwOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gbrUwOI-zeY/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124036066316632290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the lab station for group A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw7-G0XwPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rIZlnDUpE0g/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw7-G0XwPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rIZlnDUpE0g/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124036414208983282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these are the goggles for table A, in the drawer for table A, with the orange label for table A!!  The goggles were in a huge pile next to boxes of books under tons of dust.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw85m0XwSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xO8nJ95bpyc/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw85m0XwSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xO8nJ95bpyc/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124037436411199778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's the plan for this week?  Well, a make shift schedule box with a half written in schedule, I'll say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw82W0XwQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ymVb0VV6uZE/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw82W0XwQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ymVb0VV6uZE/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124037380576624898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my computer.  It's good to see that Dell and I are talking again.  We had a major falling out  after he decided to go all crazy on me and put any letters he wanted to when I typed.  Conveniently right in the middle of a term paper.  Now, if i were Dell, I'd be just fine after someone spilled a glass of water into my keys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDtW0XwbI/AAAAAAAAALM/T4dgPQj_Ukw/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDtW0XwbI/AAAAAAAAALM/T4dgPQj_Ukw/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124044922539196850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk...  You people of the familial variety best reconize yo self?  You know I gots ta see you on the regular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDtm0XwcI/AAAAAAAAALU/THZi6z9a1og/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDtm0XwcI/AAAAAAAAALU/THZi6z9a1og/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124044926834164162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDuG0XweI/AAAAAAAAALk/_VeBU_8rFJs/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDuG0XweI/AAAAAAAAALk/_VeBU_8rFJs/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124044935424098786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDuG0XwfI/AAAAAAAAALs/xenv7WQSnGg/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxxDuG0XwfI/AAAAAAAAALs/xenv7WQSnGg/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124044935424098802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Must.  Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-2117777155481973636?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2117777155481973636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=2117777155481973636&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2117777155481973636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/2117777155481973636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/ready-for-monday.html' title='Ready for Monday!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxw6Vm0XwKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G6PGcIoctwk/s72-c/IMG_0101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-6104328288480255598</id><published>2007-10-19T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:30.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just now leaving school..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxmFE20XwHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o8WdA-yhdV0/s1600-h/photo-702974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxmFE20XwHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o8WdA-yhdV0/s320/photo-702974.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123272369591795826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The guy that was teaching before me was old fashioned to say the  &lt;br&gt;least.  Dust EVERYWHERE.  Assignments in the most random, unorganized  &lt;br&gt;places... ALL over the room.  I completely revamped and I&amp;#39;m pissed I  &lt;br&gt;didnt snap a before pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-6104328288480255598?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6104328288480255598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=6104328288480255598&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6104328288480255598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/6104328288480255598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-just-now-leaving-school.html' title='I&apos;m just now leaving school..'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxmFE20XwHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o8WdA-yhdV0/s72-c/photo-702974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4840358891260861354</id><published>2007-10-19T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:30.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official, peeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxjZam0XwGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7Q-h0AjI8w8/s1600-h/photo-758746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxjZam0XwGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7Q-h0AjI8w8/s320/photo-758746.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123083627253973090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nasty badge picture= salary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4840358891260861354?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4840358891260861354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4840358891260861354&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4840358891260861354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4840358891260861354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-official-peeps.html' title='It&apos;s official, peeps'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxjZam0XwGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7Q-h0AjI8w8/s72-c/photo-758746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4348664891034464907</id><published>2007-10-18T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:31.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you only knew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;******PUKE WARNING FOR WEAK BELLIED PREGGOS!!! :)*****&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short posts may become popular because I've just learned how to&lt;br /&gt;blog from my phone!&lt;p&gt;Anyway, this is why my boss doesn't make the girls use the employee bathroom:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxf_yG0XwFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJSOH6Bqpa0/s1600-h/photo-744322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxf_yG0XwFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJSOH6Bqpa0/s320/photo-744322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122844337446043730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4348664891034464907?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4348664891034464907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4348664891034464907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4348664891034464907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4348664891034464907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-you-only-knew.html' title='If you only knew...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rxf_yG0XwFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJSOH6Bqpa0/s72-c/photo-744322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-8897689209336934723</id><published>2007-10-18T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:31.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the traffic on my way to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxdgjW0XwEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fIpQUR_CZco/s1600-h/photo-781068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxdgjW0XwEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fIpQUR_CZco/s320/photo-781068.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122669261694156866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-8897689209336934723?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8897689209336934723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=8897689209336934723&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8897689209336934723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/8897689209336934723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-traffic-on-my-way-to-work.html' title='This is the traffic on my way to work'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RxdgjW0XwEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fIpQUR_CZco/s72-c/photo-781068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7226298083843099238</id><published>2007-10-16T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:51:38.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I SO spoke too soon!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I got me some employment up in her'!!!!!!  At a high payin' establishment!!!   The highest payin' school district in TAY-Haas to be exact!!  YEEE HAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, don't ask me how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE INTERVIEW&lt;br /&gt;(THURSDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3:20PM-  Left my subbing job early to get to the interview on time at 4:30PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:21PM-   Raced down stairs to get the hell out of dodge and "stumbled" into this equation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/98092561@N00/1593456101/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2358/1593456101_71028a0b98.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="EQUATION" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIDE LEG PANTS + HEELS - TIME / STAIRS=  Inadvertently whaling water bottle into wall to save tail from possible -plegia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In other words, I almost got crippled but bashed the water bottled to save my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(**Remember this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:40PM-  I am driving.  All is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:41PM-  I am not moving.  All is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:50PM-  I am not freaking moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:13PM-  I have moved enough to see the wreck!  The dumb, avoidable wreck!  The wreck that involved people who are out to destroy me!  Am forced to make a call to interviewees informing of my official lateness!?   I am going to be LATE!  Late to an interview.  LATE I TELL YOU!  STOP looking at me!!!  Yes I'm yelling at nobody, but you're the one in the wreck!!  YOU WRECKER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:15PM- Am breathless.  Have regained composure to call the people who will never hire me because I am late.  Look down to grab phone and notice that my water bottle has suffered some damage from "The Crash of 3:21" , or so it will forever be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...poor water bottle.  Poor, defenseless, broken, w---hat the hell!!!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY RESUME!!!?   My SOAKED, RUINED, RESUME!!?!?!?  I HATE YOU WATER BOTTLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:40PM-  I am late.   My voice is quaking.  Feel frazzled and unprepared.  Have no resume because no resume is better then soaked resume.  DOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7226298083843099238?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7226298083843099238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7226298083843099238&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7226298083843099238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7226298083843099238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-so-spoke-too-soon.html' title='I SO spoke too soon!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2358/1593456101_71028a0b98_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4782486099478794088</id><published>2007-09-24T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T02:21:50.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No job.  No job.  No job.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have a job, but not the one I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i don't LOVE serving ungrateful people food...it's just that, well, I don't love serving ungrateful people food. And there are some choice folks whom I don't especially enjoy working with at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a full time teaching job!?!? Is that too much to ask for??  I'm all kinds of graduated and certified and what-not and I'm pretty certain I should be turning down jobs at this point.  Where's the justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a funner note (i know funner is  not a word leave me alone) I LOVE me some Rock of Love!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.idolator.com/assets/resources/2007/06/rol_1stlook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://cache.idolator.com/assets/resources/2007/06/rol_1stlook.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett Michaels, from Poison, searched for love in 25 singles on Vh1 and they showed the "what you didn't see" a few weeks ago.  He went on a group date with 3 girls and they were in the studio making a song.  He wanted to play "butt bongos" on the single because he wanted a sound that no one could recreate.  Here is an actual quote from Brett Michaels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Yes, I was looking for something &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;organTic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; something original.   And just like snowflakes, no two smacks on the @$$ ever sound the same."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are lovely, Brett Michaels.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4782486099478794088?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4782486099478794088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4782486099478794088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4782486099478794088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4782486099478794088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-job-i-need-job.html' title='No job.  No job.  No job.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7492413577296718006</id><published>2007-09-19T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:35.288-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OG don't mean "original gangsta" no mo....</title><content type='html'>I crap you not, I have just been introduced to the best invention since the pager! The pager!!! And I'm almost positive NO ONE has it!  &lt;s&gt;My mom and step-dad&lt;/s&gt; errr Some random folks who wish to remain nameless, stumbled upon this gold mine at the grand opening of a kitchen gadget store in Spokompton and shared it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random lady went to the gadget store and won a door prize.  Random Lady had no idea that what she won would change her life for EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for what she won??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;((Drum roll and trumpets))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONION GOGGLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Keep goggles in protective case when not in use...read the box, fool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvij8Yc4vLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uJkFwSz4Wyg/s1600-h/OG1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvij8Yc4vLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uJkFwSz4Wyg/s320/OG1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114017634630286514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May ALL the trials and tribulations of onion cutting fall to the wayside with this small gift from above!!  NO MORE TEARS!!!  NO MORE... umm, tears!  And that's awesome enough that you only need one purpose for these goggles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are they practical, but they're trendy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvdcXoc4vEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UlXw1cGd8B8/s1600-h/HPIM2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvdcXoc4vEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UlXw1cGd8B8/s320/HPIM2634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113657462967811138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lady, you goin to tha club or chooppin onions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These glasses really are all you hope they'll be BUT BE WARNED!  Utter jubilation over the amazing amazingness of these glasses may cause you to lose site of reality.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;((The following is a reenactment of a true story.))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You are finished chopping onions but have the strong desire to continue wearing your goggles.  While enjoying dinner, you reach for your jar of lemonade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvdi1oc4vGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KF8LSpaTLPo/s1600-h/OG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvdi1oc4vGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KF8LSpaTLPo/s320/OG2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113664575433653346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  You raise your glass to sip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvdkCoc4vHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZEQLbwQ2-Oo/s1600-h/OG3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvdkCoc4vHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZEQLbwQ2-Oo/s320/OG3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113665898283580530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  You spit out in HORROR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvif8oc4vII/AAAAAAAAAHM/86kJtThfz9s/s1600-h/OG4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvif8oc4vII/AAAAAAAAAHM/86kJtThfz9s/s320/OG4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114013240878742658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  You were too taken with your OG's to realize there were TWO jars on the table....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvihQ4c4vJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6Fi51nrASyo/s1600-h/OG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvihQ4c4vJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6Fi51nrASyo/s320/OG2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114014688282721426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  PICKLE JUICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvih-oc4vKI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CU3WHE7Ixeo/s1600-h/OG5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvih-oc4vKI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CU3WHE7Ixeo/s320/OG5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114015474261736610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a world.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as traumatizing as this experience is, there's still one thing that makes it worth it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still have THE ONION GOGGLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvdcDIc4vDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VtArjHeQQXU/s1600-h/HPIM2635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RvdcDIc4vDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VtArjHeQQXU/s320/HPIM2635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113657110780492850" 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/13765209-7492413577296718006?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7492413577296718006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7492413577296718006&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7492413577296718006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7492413577296718006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/og-dont-mean-original-gangsta-no-mo.html' title='OG don&apos;t mean &quot;original gangsta&quot; no mo....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rvij8Yc4vLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uJkFwSz4Wyg/s72-c/OG1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4663315350882210612</id><published>2007-09-18T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:36.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iThink iNeed help deciding.....</title><content type='html'>****** PS Does anyone see that 5 and 6 are jokes?******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for a case for my iPhone and am calling in the troops for some iPinions on what iShould get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what iNeed (fine, I'll stop.): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Protection from the phone-eating gremlins who live in my purse and like to  scratch pretty, shiny things made by Apple.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru99FRRSA5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1kknapVMJ1M/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; &lt;br /&gt;cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru99FRRSA5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1kknapVMJ1M/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111441631577506706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Protection from what some people call gravity and what I call a conspiracy.  Don't you find it odd that something doesn't stay in your lap where you put it!!?  Irregardless of whether or not you remain seated!?  And haven't you noticed that it ONLY happens when you are getting out of your car onto pavement??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence?  Or CONSPIRACY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a phone holder/case before, but I really don't want to ruin my phone.  Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Option 1:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-CyxRSA6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/kG93ZrVLQ84/s1600-h/opt+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-CyxRSA6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/kG93ZrVLQ84/s200/opt+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111447910819693474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-C7RRSA7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/jwhFdpwpJFI/s1600-h/opt+1+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-C7RRSA7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/jwhFdpwpJFI/s200/opt+1+back.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111448056848581554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+):  It's discreet, is rubber and absorbs shock, and it has a cool thing on the back where you can wrap your earphones/hands free thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-):  It's kind of bulky when you've got your earphones wrapped up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OPTION 2:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-EBBRSA8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MyedOnP4JVM/s1600-h/7682-SGPW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-EBBRSA8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MyedOnP4JVM/s200/7682-SGPW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111449255144457154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+):  It's PINK, is rubber and absorbs shock, and is pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-):  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPTION 3: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-FvhRSA9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/gPnEJz7nNi4/s1600-h/opt+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-FvhRSA9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/gPnEJz7nNi4/s200/opt+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111451153520002002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+):  Again, it's pink, and is a hard protective case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-):  Kind of not cute pink, and does the hard case work better then the rubber for absorbing shock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPTION 4:  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-GPxRSA-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BPPGujoOutc/s1600-h/opt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-GPxRSA-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BPPGujoOutc/s200/opt4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111451707570783202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+):  This is great!  I can still use a rubber protector and use this when it's in my purse to protect the face!  AND there's somewhere to put my earphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-):  I could make something like this easily with a sewing machine.  I could also make it in a cool material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OPTION 5:  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-N3xRSBCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VmFGfSGIupM/s1600-h/2204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-N3xRSBCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VmFGfSGIupM/s320/2204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111460091346945058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.everythingiphone.com/content/accessories/4-169--2204.htm"target=_blank&gt;**This is real**&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+):  No one will ever steal my case, no one will have the same one, and if I am ever a bridesmaid in 1994, my phone cover will match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-):  My cellphone and Barbie will get in a knock down drag out fight over who looks better in maroon taffeta, and no one will talk to me if I own this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OPTION 6:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-OOxRSBDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TyOAkrnzpxI/s1600-h/2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru-OOxRSBDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TyOAkrnzpxI/s320/2216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111460486483936306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.everythingiphone.com/content/accessories/4-169--2216.htm"target=_blank&gt;**This is real, too**&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+):  People can hear me walk into a room because the coins jingle, I can put my phone on vibrate and still hear it ring, I can probably find furniture to match, and if I lose my cell phone- chances are she joined a pack of gypsies and I'll find her at a local barter fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-):  My phone will probably join a pack of gypsies and I will have to go searching for her at a local barter fair because you just never know what kind of bad things there are at barter fairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-4663315350882210612?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4663315350882210612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4663315350882210612&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4663315350882210612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4663315350882210612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/ithink-ineed-help-deciding.html' title='iThink iNeed help deciding.....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru99FRRSA5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1kknapVMJ1M/s72-c/IMG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1183129660074815482</id><published>2007-09-16T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:38.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No mas moviéndose!!!!</title><content type='html'>See!  No more junk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more junk here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru2DHBRSAyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/B6147BwHsfw/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru2DHBRSAyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/B6147BwHsfw/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110885308758623010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no more junk here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru2EGBRSAzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jF1QtTO8cKU/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru2EGBRSAzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jF1QtTO8cKU/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110886391090381618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old apartment is junk free.  So happy!  Let's go home to celebrate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what ABOUT the old junk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean where is it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, Follow me....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A box here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4r7BRSA0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AORuUe4TgEw/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4r7BRSA0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AORuUe4TgEw/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111070920065286978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pile here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4ughRSA2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/D5I7BNAT0KQ/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4ughRSA2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/D5I7BNAT0KQ/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111073763333636962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lotta why'd-I-keep-this here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4u-xRSA3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/qg26XyZ2VIA/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4u-xRSA3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/qg26XyZ2VIA/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111074283024679794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly where I'll be for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I found this shirt at Wal-Mart today and totally thought of you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you can't see, it's only $3.  Come on!  Why don't they just GIVE it away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4vyRRSA4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/p34wn_xt-68/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru4vyRRSA4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/p34wn_xt-68/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111075167787942786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1183129660074815482?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1183129660074815482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1183129660074815482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1183129660074815482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1183129660074815482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-mas-movindose.html' title='No mas moviéndose!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ru2DHBRSAyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/B6147BwHsfw/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3583706036522543889</id><published>2007-09-15T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:38.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Moving Moving. And a confession.</title><content type='html'>I seriously am moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last load of crap at my old apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the counter is the BEST cleaner of all time.  It's Grease Lightening.  And that visor right next to it was something I ended up with after my &lt;a href="http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/wine-sun-2-x-drunk.html"target=_blank&gt;day in the sun.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0gRRSAvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FCYG72Zp1Tk/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0gRRSAvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FCYG72Zp1Tk/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110306299922481906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma made the zig-zag blanket for me a few years back.  It was as tight as a trampoline when I got it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0VhRSAuI/AAAAAAAAADs/1VtDz8_SFCw/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0VhRSAuI/AAAAAAAAADs/1VtDz8_SFCw/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110306115238888162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two giant bins of books that I AIN'T LIFTIN!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0KRRSAtI/AAAAAAAAADk/kua_lA80hgU/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0KRRSAtI/AAAAAAAAADk/kua_lA80hgU/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110305921965359826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I got that kitchen table at Goodwill for like $10.  I didn't have anyone to help me, so I tried to stuff it into my car (04 jetta).  lol.  Didn't work. I then laid it flat on top of my car, wrapped tank top straps around the legs and shut the rest of the tank top in the car doors so they would stay.  I drove it home like that and it was as ghetto as it sounds.  I got home with no one to help me carry it and used the same tank tops as straps and carried it on my back like a nomad.  To the 3rd floor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rutz6RRSAsI/AAAAAAAAADc/PdGwHTzo5hI/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rutz6RRSAsI/AAAAAAAAADc/PdGwHTzo5hI/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110305647087452866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you love my mug!  Starbucks, I hate to love you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut7nBRSAwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7rQHoblHGpI/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut7nBRSAwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7rQHoblHGpI/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110314112467993346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for my confession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's in most of my boxes.  Never moved like this before.  Will blog when I am faced with regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Photos courtesy of, you know it, my iPhone!  sigh**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3583706036522543889?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3583706036522543889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3583706036522543889&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3583706036522543889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3583706036522543889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/moving-moving-moving-and-confession.html' title='Moving Moving Moving. And a confession.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Rut0gRRSAvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FCYG72Zp1Tk/s72-c/IMG_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1981253713069446714</id><published>2007-09-12T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:39.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where U Been, Fool!!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry!  I've been visiting family in Colorado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueGlRRSAnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JIWj09L3Am8/s1600-h/-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueGlRRSAnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JIWj09L3Am8/s320/-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109200277124285042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueIoRRSAoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/e8c9UJUMdmE/s1600-h/Photo_080307_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueIoRRSAoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/e8c9UJUMdmE/s320/Photo_080307_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202527687148162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My step-mom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueMexRSApI/AAAAAAAAADE/3tSREsR1BM4/s1600-h/-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueMexRSApI/AAAAAAAAADE/3tSREsR1BM4/s320/-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109206762524902034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueNBxRSAqI/AAAAAAAAADM/lIVjVSCPkLw/s1600-h/IMG_3745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueNBxRSAqI/AAAAAAAAADM/lIVjVSCPkLw/s320/IMG_3745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109207363820323490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been recently enjoying time with my new very best friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueO3hRSArI/AAAAAAAAADU/h7v0Ctk84Gk/s1600-h/Photo+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueO3hRSArI/AAAAAAAAADU/h7v0Ctk84Gk/s320/Photo+174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109209386749919922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her... I really love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1981253713069446714?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1981253713069446714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1981253713069446714&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1981253713069446714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1981253713069446714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-u-been-fool.html' title='Where U Been, Fool!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RueGlRRSAnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JIWj09L3Am8/s72-c/-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1324658923962644572</id><published>2007-07-16T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:40.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine + Sun = 2 X Drunk</title><content type='html'>Holy hell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that if you lay out by the pool from 1130am-7pm...on an empty stomach...and start drinking wine at 4, you will be muy, muy borracho (?  In true, scientific, experimental fashion, I have proved this theory to be accurate.  But OMG it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently all of the people who live in my complex have LOTS of fun at the pool!  I did not know this.  I went out by myself yesterday and have made about 20 new friends who are just as bored this summer as I am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up at 830am by a weed wacker outside my window.  I also woke up with what felt like a round house kick to the temple.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then a hangover...here's what I acquired yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tan line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvATDzt_OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-JrPGGQshXw/s1600-h/IMG_3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvATDzt_OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-JrPGGQshXw/s320/IMG_3708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087871637717384418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A floatie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvCkjzt_PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A3iP5nQkFPM/s1600-h/IMG_3709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvCkjzt_PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A3iP5nQkFPM/s320/IMG_3709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087874137388350706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coozie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvC6zzt_QI/AAAAAAAAACE/dw7W-FheJ2o/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvC6zzt_QI/AAAAAAAAACE/dw7W-FheJ2o/s320/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087874519640440066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left over beer that I don't drink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvDXDzt_RI/AAAAAAAAACM/U7h0PCcTRZE/s1600-h/IMG_3710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvDXDzt_RI/AAAAAAAAACM/U7h0PCcTRZE/s320/IMG_3710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087875004971744530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bottle of sunscreen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvEBjzt_SI/AAAAAAAAACU/lKvhNtzlvAI/s1600-h/IMG_3714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvEBjzt_SI/AAAAAAAAACU/lKvhNtzlvAI/s320/IMG_3714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087875735116184866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a half eaten pickle in my sink that I have NO clue where it came from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvEeDzt_TI/AAAAAAAAACc/9ADZy6iKDnc/s1600-h/IMG_3711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvEeDzt_TI/AAAAAAAAACc/9ADZy6iKDnc/s320/IMG_3711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087876224742456626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a shot of another creepy crawly!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found him dead on the sidewalk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvFJTzt_UI/AAAAAAAAACk/o5rwagpW9kk/s1600-h/IMG_3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvFJTzt_UI/AAAAAAAAACk/o5rwagpW9kk/s320/IMG_3694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087876967771798850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my friend Jason with our new friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvGQjzt_VI/AAAAAAAAACs/neR4hrjrd34/s1600-h/IMG_3698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvGQjzt_VI/AAAAAAAAACs/neR4hrjrd34/s320/IMG_3698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087878191837478226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1324658923962644572?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1324658923962644572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1324658923962644572&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1324658923962644572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1324658923962644572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/wine-sun-2-x-drunk.html' title='Wine + Sun = 2 X Drunk'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpvATDzt_OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-JrPGGQshXw/s72-c/IMG_3708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-3231008975053627570</id><published>2007-07-12T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:41.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me lazy?</title><content type='html'>I can't really understand why I'm so lazy.  I think it's my ADD.  I don't like starting something I can't finish...and I need to do like 10 things at once.  So starting one thing is BORING....  So I start nothing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand myself now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm pretty sure these two things have nothing to do with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXH0Tzt_MI/AAAAAAAAABk/6s3L-L6yNMI/s1600-h/IMG_3690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXH0Tzt_MI/AAAAAAAAABk/6s3L-L6yNMI/s200/IMG_3690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086191055669165250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXILzzt_NI/AAAAAAAAABs/bXOz7lj_Shc/s1600-h/IMG_3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXILzzt_NI/AAAAAAAAABs/bXOz7lj_Shc/s200/IMG_3688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086191459396091090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9 LASTS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dollar spent: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXFbDzt_KI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ai0G16OUEak/s1600-h/IMG_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXFbDzt_KI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ai0G16OUEak/s320/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086188422854212770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, ok!!  It holds water and it's so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last beverage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXF_Dzt_LI/AAAAAAAAABc/kI9arhUnFGA/s1600-h/IMG_3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXF_Dzt_LI/AAAAAAAAABc/kI9arhUnFGA/s320/IMG_3668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086189041329503410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does drinking your dinner count as a beverage?  And these are amazing!  And only 1 carb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: Rob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: Alan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last hug: Alan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last text msg received: My friend texted me with his wife's number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last text msg sent: "Pool at rob's at 10 tom...call u at 930"  To alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last birthday: Ummmmmm....My friend katie's fiance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-3231008975053627570?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3231008975053627570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=3231008975053627570&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3231008975053627570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/3231008975053627570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-makes-me-lazy.html' title='What makes me lazy?'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpXH0Tzt_MI/AAAAAAAAABk/6s3L-L6yNMI/s72-c/IMG_3690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-5137721364358410855</id><published>2007-07-08T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T13:11:25.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarity!... and some more stuff.</title><content type='html'>Last night was game night!  I had &lt;a href="http://alvintostig.typepad.com"target=_blank"&gt;Dylan&lt;/a&gt; and a few other friends over and we played trivial pursuit.  To which I got pummeled.  I had 3 pie pieces in the end to everyone else's FULL SET.  Dylan also took the game by answering an entire CARD of questions...instead of just one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate your face, Dylan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so boring and have nothing interesting to say about my summer... I'll share other people's funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My step dad showed me this video and I could not stop laughing about it!!  I love it, why do I love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pissed Off Catholic Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSAMx8qbGm8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSAMx8qbGm8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW showed me these two videos that are so awesome!  Extremely ridiculous, but funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So Smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sl23O5N9FFI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sl23O5N9FFI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Other Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NFwvs8eYt6E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NFwvs8eYt6E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a continuation of something I started a few days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;43 Little Known Facts about HUMOR GIRL cont...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Yes!  Because I think I'm funny, even when other people don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?&lt;br /&gt;Always... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!!  I would die of a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;Special K with Berries....  It's so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you on a good note.  My tivo has just recorded an episode of &lt;a href="&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/extrememakeover/index.html"target=_blank"&gt;Extreme Makeover&lt;/a&gt;, 3 episodes of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0367279/"target=_blank"&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/a&gt;, 2 episodes of &lt;a href="http://www.stylenetwork.com/ssms-site/style.do?showId=6287"target=_blank"&gt;I Propose&lt;/a&gt;, 1 &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/city/"target=_blank"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/a&gt;, and 1 &lt;a href="http://animal.discovery.com/fansites/animalcops/animalcops.html"target=_blank"&gt;Animal Cops Detroit&lt;/a&gt;....  And I still haven't watched &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/entourage/"target=_blank"&gt;Entourage&lt;/a&gt;.  You know where I'll be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-5137721364358410855?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5137721364358410855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=5137721364358410855&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/5137721364358410855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/5137721364358410855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/hilarity-and-some-more-facts.html' title='Hilarity!... and some more stuff.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7529580223496460975</id><published>2007-07-08T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:41.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It was sunny and beautiful 9 minutes ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpEXnKzXO5I/AAAAAAAAABE/sLvUiojONg0/s1600-h/Photo+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpEXnKzXO5I/AAAAAAAAABE/sLvUiojONg0/s320/Photo+49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084871415960124306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Texas.  Kibosh on the tanning idea I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********UPDATE***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's what it looks like as of 45 min ago... approx 20 min after it looked like it did before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpE7HazXO6I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZBUWAZY4tug/s1600-h/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpE7HazXO6I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZBUWAZY4tug/s320/Photo+51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084910452917877666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7529580223496460975?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7529580223496460975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7529580223496460975&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7529580223496460975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7529580223496460975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-was-sunny-and-beautiful-9-minutes.html' title='It was sunny and beautiful 9 minutes ago'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RpEXnKzXO5I/AAAAAAAAABE/sLvUiojONg0/s72-c/Photo+49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1144711094837960554</id><published>2007-07-06T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:21:15.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHER!!!?!  STUPID GREHGHGHGHGHGH!</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no prospects and a waiting job that ain't paying the bills and I really hate that I have no prospects.  I know everything will work out and there's "a job out there for me" but come on!!  To the person who has NO patience for anything!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I will do a meme.  Not really sure why they call it that, but I'll do it.  BUT I'll do it in installments when I'm bored.  I found "43 Little Known Facts About (Insert Name)" over at &lt;a href="http://slackermama.com"target="_blank" &gt;Slackermama &lt;/a&gt; because she is awesome and her blog is beautiful and i want to steal her layout and design that she did herself!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;43 Little Known Facts about HUMOR GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... No, I think Jen was a default name in the 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;When I was puking 2 nights ago.  Not from drinking btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Do you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, but I'm lazy and it usually sucks and is not legible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;br /&gt;Ham... but I usually eat turkey.  Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  DO YOU HAVE KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;No, and I'm not married either!?!  Thanks for rubbing it in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now spend the rest of the day wallowing in my sorrow and may drink wine and make bomb threats or something.  Either that or Tivo.  Or maybe I should use this opportunity to reflect and better myself and create new job prospe--- OH SHUT UP AND PASS ME THAT GLASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1144711094837960554?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1144711094837960554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1144711094837960554&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1144711094837960554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1144711094837960554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/mother-stupid-grehghghghghgh.html' title='MOTHER!!!?!  STUPID GREHGHGHGHGHGH!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-9016976243816357217</id><published>2007-07-05T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:41.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomly Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.miss-britt.com/"target="_blank" &gt;Miss Britt&lt;/a&gt; showed me about &lt;a href="http://becomeanmm.com/"target="_blank" &gt;this&lt;/a&gt; fun way to see yourself as an M&amp;M.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/98092561@N00/728921411/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1418/728921411_5eab3b9609.jpg" width="500" height="364" alt="1878403.2591165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me as an M&amp;M but with better hair.  Complete with cellphone, cause duh I'm not found without it even as candy coated chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it!  You know you want to!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have I mentioned that I live in the Amazon?  I've never lived anywhere in town that has so many bugs and creepies and spiders and it's seriously like I live in the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found her in my hamper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1TgazXO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z_EJQ-sVYEQ/s1600-h/IMG_3534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1TgazXO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z_EJQ-sVYEQ/s320/IMG_3534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083811370786831234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She's in a plastic bag for her own good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her out of the corner of my eye don't ask me how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1SbKzXO3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/6WCfJm6JzBI/s1600-h/IMG_3549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1SbKzXO3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/6WCfJm6JzBI/s320/IMG_3549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083810181080890226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found him on my way out to the the car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1PjazXO1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/5KHYI4rahxA/s1600-h/IMG_3640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1PjazXO1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/5KHYI4rahxA/s320/IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083807024279927634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1QMKzXO2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cUbxOT_ZJ7I/s1600-h/IMG_3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/Ro1QMKzXO2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cUbxOT_ZJ7I/s320/IMG_3646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083807724359596898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually posted the last picture as full motivation to get a manicure.  Shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have no idea why I've taken it upon myself to gender label my new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm waiting to hear back from schools about jobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-9016976243816357217?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9016976243816357217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=9016976243816357217&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/9016976243816357217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/9016976243816357217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/randomly-randomness.html' title='Randomly Randomness'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1418/728921411_5eab3b9609_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1821552954213049693</id><published>2007-07-03T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T14:49:01.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T DO IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>Save yourselves!! Run far far away!! I've taken the fall for everyone and am passing on my wisdom as a "Get out of Jail free" card of sorts and you will be a fool not to take me up on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Transformers" was the WORST movie I have ever seen. In my life!  Bar None!  Will have flashbacks for eternity.  I hurt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you all of the horrible things I would rather do instead of see this movie, but I don't have enough time to list EVERYTHING in the free world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our experience was botched from the start.  We went to see the "PreShowing."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Who would be at a pre-showing?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FREAKS I TELL YOU! &lt;/span&gt; Teenage boys and men who are still teenage boys who were huge fans in the 80s.  83-86 to be exact and I'll tell you why I know that in one second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sit in the theater, near the front because 30 minutes just wasn't early enough, and wait for the movie.  Mere moments after hearing some boys talking about doing the old "one person take two stubs outside and come in with one new person who hasn't paid trick", I see two "officials" with headsets milling around the theater.  YES!!  Am I watching reality tv?  Am i going to see these kids get busted!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The officials talk and point for a bit and then break off.  One hits the back of the theater the other the front.  YIPPEEE!  The guy at the front cups his mouth and makes an announcement:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Hey, how you guys doin tonight??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; When he doesn't get the response he's looking for, he asks again. And then (insert best radio/camp counselor voice)  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Alright!!  For those of you that haven't been to a preshowing before this is how it works:  I like to give away free stuff and you can get that free stuff by answering some trivia questions!!  But in order to answer these questions you've got to be crazy!!!  And I mean CRAZY!!  If you know the answer, stand up and act as wild as you can and I'll give you a chance to answer!!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT in the HELL is going on??  What is going on??  Why aren't there teenage boys peeing their pants in trouble!?  Why do I feel like there should be a campfire and I should have a skit prepared?  Why is this happening? I am not comfortable with this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it's not bad enough to have Ty Pennington's protégé leading the troops, we have a crowd that goes APE $h!t!!!  I don't mean there was some Buzz around the joint, I mean they lost their $h!t.  Between all the teenage boys and the 45 year old guy in the unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt with the Transformers t-shirt underneath, I was two seconds away from clawing my face off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks several questions and gives away free movie tickets.  But don't be fooled, he's done this before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we thought it was over, he pulls out the big guns......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((duuuuuuunnnnnnhh.....duuuunnnnnnnhhhhh......duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnhhhh &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;timpani drum beats rhythmically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pièce de résistance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((DUN DUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNHHHHH))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie poster!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how Backstreet Boys concert in 2000 it got up in there??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the Hawaiian shirt took the prize when he answered what years the original transformers aired...hence my 83-86 knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11:10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave.  DESPERATELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1:30AM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FINALLY OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!  WHAT THE HILL!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbearably cheesy.  Main actress is cute but sucks.  Plot horrible.  BORING BORING BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1821552954213049693?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1821552954213049693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1821552954213049693&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1821552954213049693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1821552954213049693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-do-it.html' title='DON&apos;T DO IT!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-7811053755237286343</id><published>2007-07-02T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:50:42.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis what happens when you loan someone your car.</title><content type='html'>My family moved to Colorado last month and needed something to do with my sisters car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They found something to do with the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is said car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomH5azXOyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K7tsyUbo76g/s1600-h/IMG_3590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomH5azXOyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K7tsyUbo76g/s320/IMG_3590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082743074981362466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The something they found was my sisters bestfriend.  She needed a car for the summer.  She's not great at driving a stick and we've got the proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, these little lizard things are everywhere!  And they ain't camera shy neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomI56zXOzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fayifQWnwUU/s1600-h/IMG_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomI56zXOzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fayifQWnwUU/s320/IMG_3636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082744183082924850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;One more random picture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this spider web at my friends house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomJYKzXO0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/0zIPgyjEM8g/s1600-h/IMG_3615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomJYKzXO0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/0zIPgyjEM8g/s320/IMG_3615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082744702773967682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We threw a moth into it and within 4 seconds the spider was wrapping it into a cocoon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, hold the phone PETA!  I didn't throw the moth and i was against it.. but it's all in the name of science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-7811053755237286343?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7811053755237286343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=7811053755237286343&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7811053755237286343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/7811053755237286343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/tis-what-happens-when-you-loan-someone.html' title='Tis what happens when you loan someone your car.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kz5zqQG8XA0/RomH5azXOyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K7tsyUbo76g/s72-c/IMG_3590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-1461619681974831244</id><published>2007-07-01T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:03:36.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck do I write about.</title><content type='html'>My life is so boring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 and a half job prospects...so that's good!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The half is a guy who says he'll call me back in a week and then waits a month or so to actually do it.  Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided to give you a play-by-play of my summer thus far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink wine&lt;br /&gt;Stay up late&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;Drink wine&lt;br /&gt;and find time to drink wine in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode to a bored teacher on summer break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-1461619681974831244?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1461619681974831244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=1461619681974831244&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1461619681974831244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/1461619681974831244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-heck-do-i-write-about.html' title='What the heck do I write about.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-4712486554079251072</id><published>2007-05-09T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:23:05.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteen300.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: left; background: #ffffff;" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Things about &lt;strong&gt;Humor Girl!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm a college grad!!&lt;br /&gt;2.  I love chocolate pudding.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I have allergies.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I have 3 brothers and 1 sister.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have a great family.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I'm addicted to Tivo.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I obsessively buy school supplies.&lt;br /&gt;9.  I LOVE handbags....but usually ones out of my price range...that I buy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;10.  I was born in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;11.  I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;12.  I love applesauce...natural and unsweetened.&lt;br /&gt;13.  Did I mention I love chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday.  Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged!  If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments.  It’s easy, and fun!  Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well!  I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/13765209-4712486554079251072?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4712486554079251072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=4712486554079251072&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4712486554079251072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/4712486554079251072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/thursday-thirteen.html' title='Thursday Thirteen'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-311781357517824435</id><published>2007-04-29T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:25:38.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!!!  :)</title><content type='html'>Well, It's finally here.  Graduation!  I'm finally going to be a teacher!  With my own classroom!  How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped to keep better care of my blog, but hopefully I'll be able to keep up now that school's over.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed all of you guys, and cannot wait to get back on track!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-311781357517824435?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/311781357517824435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=311781357517824435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/311781357517824435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/311781357517824435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/graduation.html' title='Graduation!!!  :)'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115838275223567016</id><published>2006-09-15T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:59:12.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Utterly Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>I am student teaching!  HURRAY.  Here are my weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:  730-5:00 teaching&lt;br /&gt;         530-10+ working&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 730-5:00 teaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:  730-300 in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:  730-300 in class&lt;br /&gt;           530-1000 work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:   730-300 subbing&lt;br /&gt;          400-11+ work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:  400-11+ work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday OFF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WORTH IT!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love teaching!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115838275223567016?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115838275223567016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115838275223567016&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115838275223567016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115838275223567016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/utterly-exhausted.html' title='Utterly Exhausted.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115644211912138528</id><published>2006-08-24T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:09:08.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Beta Blogger?</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what this is?  Just curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115644211912138528?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115644211912138528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115644211912138528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115644211912138528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115644211912138528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-beta-blogger.html' title='What&apos;s Beta Blogger?'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115605716774119013</id><published>2006-08-20T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T01:59:27.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOooooooo!!!!  And what else is new.</title><content type='html'>So.  The time has come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially need new work shoes.  ANd that sucks.  Goodbye $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/tan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/tan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd if that's not enough...my soaked foot would have convinced you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has happened in the month that I haven't posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a tan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/tan%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/tan%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lady with a really bad outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/RANDOM%20003_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/RANDOM%20003_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished there was someone in my passengers seat so I could soak them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/RANDOM%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/RANDOM%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my friend a tattoo while he slept...with the name of our boss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/ERIC%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/ERIC%20038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just one more for now, I made this thing...painstakingly out of individual pieces of construcion paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/ERIC%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/ERIC%20041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115605716774119013?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115605716774119013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115605716774119013&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115605716774119013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115605716774119013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/noooooooo-and-what-else-is-new.html' title='NOooooooo!!!!  And what else is new.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115420337199873883</id><published>2006-07-29T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:02:52.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And, so, to all of you who think blondes have more fun.</title><content type='html'>There's a girl at work who, since the time I've know her, has had blonde hair. We'll call her Blondie.  She recently died her hair dark brown.  I have brown hair.  Here is the conversation that we recently had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondie: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Ok, I seriously feel ugly with brown hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I like your brown hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondie:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I went into a bar a little while ago and tried to make eye contact with this really hot guy.  He would NOT look at me!  I've never had that happen before.  Do you notice that with brown hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah, I've never been blonde...so, i guess I notice guys not looking at me...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she didn't mean anything by it...but it was too funny not to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Dallas Mavericks were in the playoffs, we went to a local restaurant to watch the games.  This was their sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1903.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1903.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115420337199873883?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115420337199873883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115420337199873883&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115420337199873883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115420337199873883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-so-to-all-of-you-who-think-blondes.html' title='And, so, to all of you who think blondes have more fun.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115371007160355272</id><published>2006-07-23T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:30:31.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I completely forgot....</title><content type='html'>NOw for more yummy photos from my vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refrain from eating this picture through the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1959_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1959_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are MW's nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me and brother numero dos on my aunt's boat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2420_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2420_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cake from the wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd here's the precious bride and groom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2028_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2028_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, are you ready for some UNADULTERATED cuteness!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2177_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2177_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2313_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2313_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2267_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2267_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2196_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2196_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2202_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2202_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2212_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2212_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one's my favorite ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1954.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1960_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1960_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1981.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115371007160355272?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115371007160355272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115371007160355272&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115371007160355272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115371007160355272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-completely-forgot.html' title='I completely forgot....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115325596249441044</id><published>2006-07-18T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T15:52:42.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate cuteness!!  Ever!</title><content type='html'>MW.  MW, MW, MW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know, MW=Mr.Wonderful=My boyfriend=the cutest guy ever (as seen below, hugging sweaty, melted-makeup me.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this picture claims "cute"... It fails to show his TRUE personality. It falls short of capturing the bona fide MW that those that know him have come to appreciate.  This next picture, however,  DOES JUST THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture in his parents hallway.  The family photo dates back about 20 years and you can bet your paycheck that everyone is wearing that shade of turquoise!  And please, try to name just ONE well-respected family a la 1986 that would have had it any other way!  I dare you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT FURTHER ADO....PLEASE, feast your eyes on this delicious picture!!!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L to R:  80's mom complete with thick gold necklace and shoulder pads to boot, chin of older brother, arm of older sister, and here he is, MW!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2485_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2485_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will die soon of the utter and crazy cuteness of this smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After laughing for approximately 45 minutes at what I believe could be the pinnacle of all family photos, I laughed even harder when I heard the strife that came with it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OH MY GOSH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(laughs, possibly snorts, maybe pees a little)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH!  THIS IS THE FUNNIEST MOST ADORABLE MOST AMAZINGLY HILARIOUS PICTURE I'VE EVER SEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oh gawwwd!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Rolls eyes, sighs, shakes head, no smile)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG:  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(LAUGHS IN FACE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ok, you see my hair!!  My mom sprayed a gallon of hairspray to get my hair like that! I seriously remember not being able to breathe!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(He may have even mentioned something about still tasting the Aquanet and having flashbacks in his sleep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AWWWWWW...haawwwwhahahahaaawwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Desperately trying to console and trying even harder not to laugh more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And you see those two strips on my hair!!!  Where the light is reflecting off the hairspray!!  I was TORTURED for that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes on to tell about how much he was tormented and then it hits me.  Look how cute he is and now tell me that "Buzz" is not the perfect nicname EVER!  His brothers and sister would call him that repeatedly and now the name has stuck.  I seriously tried calling him his real name around his family and he didn't answer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to end this session, I dare any of you to up the ante with a cuter picture!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115325596249441044?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115325596249441044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115325596249441044&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115325596249441044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115325596249441044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/ultimate-cuteness-ever.html' title='Ultimate cuteness!!  Ever!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115318203034595196</id><published>2006-07-17T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:24:11.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS JUST IN!!</title><content type='html'>Ok..the infamous &lt;a href="http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-told-you.html"target="_blank"&gt;Yard Sale&lt;/a&gt; is STILL GOING ON!!  The best-friend from spokane has just informed me that it is &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; going strong, I repeat, STILL GOING STRONG!  After 5+weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115318203034595196?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115318203034595196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115318203034595196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115318203034595196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115318203034595196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-just-in.html' title='THIS JUST IN!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115293745812211528</id><published>2006-07-14T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:45:17.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness......</title><content type='html'>After spending hours on the phone, I finally have internet in the privacy of my bedroom.  Sigh.  So so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some pictures that i've wanted to share with you for a while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive past this restaurant all the time.  Please look closely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got Seafood!!  We've got Chicken!!  and We've got...Donuts!...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back I was shopping at the number one store on earth, AKA Wallgreen's, and I saw this in the movie rack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_1874.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115293745812211528?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115293745812211528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115293745812211528&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115293745812211528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115293745812211528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness......'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115250528754600409</id><published>2006-07-09T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:21:27.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Still no internet!  STILL NO INTERNET!!!!!!!!  CAN YOU SENSE MY ANGER!!!!!!  DO YOU KNOW THAT I HATE VERIZON!  STUPID STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wireless router is out of commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't upload pics until I get my wirless in my room. I have some hilarious, darling, wonderfully-gorgeous pics of my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys!  I'll hopefully see you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115250528754600409?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115250528754600409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115250528754600409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115250528754600409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115250528754600409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115212783147136930</id><published>2006-07-05T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T14:35:08.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you</title><content type='html'>These pictures were taken while driving...so they are not great:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, they do show the yardsale I've been bragging about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;DAY 8 (That I know of)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With glare from windshield:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2428.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurred from speed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/IMG_2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/IMG_2429.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115212783147136930?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115212783147136930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115212783147136930&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115212783147136930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115212783147136930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-told-you.html' title='I told you'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115187684086611937</id><published>2006-07-02T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T16:47:20.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTACK OF THE NEVER ENDING YARD SALE!!</title><content type='html'>Our favorite word the last few days has been CRAP.  We drove home from Seattle and stoppod at some HUGE antique barn; 3 levels; no a/c; ALL CRAP.  You know the people that shop there because their houses looks just like it. CRAP-EVERYWHERE-DUST-CAN'T BREATHE-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...speaking of crap, I drove by a house in spokane the other day that had CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP on their front lawn.  I didn't have my camera (shame) so I couldn't take a picture.  It was 8pm and this place was a freaking mess.  I've seen yardsales that couldn't compare to this.  Well, the next day I discovered a yard sale sign that pointed me in the direction of that house.  Small relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CRAP IS STILL THERE!  I CRAP YOU NOT!  JUST AS MUCH CRAP AS THREE DAYS AGO WITH NO SIGN OF ANYONE "YARDSELLING- SELLING OR BUYING" Only in spokane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115187684086611937?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115187684086611937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115187684086611937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115187684086611937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115187684086611937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/attack-of-never-ending-yard-sale.html' title='ATTACK OF THE NEVER ENDING YARD SALE!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115152748308032386</id><published>2006-06-28T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T15:53:32.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peak!!</title><content type='html'>So, as promised...just a few pics so  far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are after the &lt;a href="http://www.sandland.com/"target="_blank"&gt;dune buggy ride&lt;/a&gt; in Florence, Oregon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/JEN%27S%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/JEN%27S%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured in relation to MW:  &lt;br /&gt;First Row- cousin, uncle, cousin, cousin.  &lt;br /&gt;Second Row-  Newlywed (his beautiful new sister-in-law), cousin, brother-in-law, Newlywed brother, other brother, MW, his AWESOME GF Me!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***Now for a disclaimer***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be held responsible for any pictures that include me in them.  I know my good camera angles but the very helpful people who used my camera, DO NOT....or were hired by someone who hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the &lt;a href="http://www.hecetalighthouse.com/"target="_blank"&gt;Heceta Head Lighthouse&lt;/a&gt; in Florence, Oregon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/JEN%27S%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/JEN%27S%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd here we are after dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.ivars.net/Salmon_House_Home/salmon.html"target="_blank"&gt;Ivar's Salmon House&lt;/a&gt; in Seattle sans red-eyes because I'm not at home and can't fix it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/JEN%27S%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/JEN%27S%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my name is HG and I LOVE my yellow jacket.  I wear it everywhere and am wearing it in EVERY SINGLE PICTURE EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...gotta go get ready for a girls night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas pictures to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115152748308032386?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115152748308032386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115152748308032386&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115152748308032386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115152748308032386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/sneak-peak.html' title='Sneak Peak!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-115125378569402643</id><published>2006-06-25T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T11:43:05.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION...And I'm sorry for all the excuses....</title><content type='html'>I swear I miss you all so much!  I miss blogging and I MISS not having internet.  I've been on the coast of Oregon and up in Seattle for the last 2 weeks.  I'll get home to my mom's house tonight and will have a week there until I head home.  I just talked to my roommate and he said the internet is up and running!!  Finally.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry I haven't been able to post as much as i want to.  I have SO many pictures and so many posts in the back of my head!!  I swear!!   All the nastiness I've seen on vacation...all the awesomeness!  I can't upload pics now...but AS SOON as I do I'll be posting those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to MW's brother's wedding this weekend and it was perfect.  So much fun.  And what a hunk of a best man ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Lincoln, Oregon and spent 4 days on the coast.  I went on a Dune Buggy Ride!  i went to the dunes!  Hg goes to the dunes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on the space needle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bainbridge, WA?  On a ferry?....Anyone???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ate more CRAP then I can muster to tell you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a crab and oyster FEAST and I think I ate my weight in crab.  In fact....my left hand is starting to resemble a claw.....  i can't tell if I ate so much that I'm hallucinating....or if I ate so much that I AM a crab!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping on sheets and using towels washed in fragranced soap and I'm hiving out all proper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all....And can't wait to come visit again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-115125378569402643?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115125378569402643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=115125378569402643&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115125378569402643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/115125378569402643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/vacationand-im-sorry-for-all-excuses.html' title='VACATION...And I&apos;m sorry for all the excuses....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114903930587633646</id><published>2006-05-30T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:35:06.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate measures...and still no WIFI!!!</title><content type='html'>Can tv exist without a dvr!?  NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apartment is NOT wired for cable.  It's wired for DishNetwork.  This is all fine and great...but the system it's wired for is OLD and is NOT compatible with a DVR....feeling----ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...still ok...We can contract with another satellite provider and attach the satellite to our balcony...our "SOUTHWARD" facing balcony.  That would be all great if our balcony actually FACED SOUTH!?  Which it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my sweet cable man came out and I told him of my dilemma.  He attached our satellite where he wasn't supposed to and for this he is my hero.  I have cable.  I have DVR.  I am happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have tv...but i have it in my room with my OWN DVR and system!  i can watch something while my roommate watches something else!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite shows now that I have complete and total domination over the cable box and tivo are as follows: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. 90210, Elimidate (I will only enjoy this until I live in the same city as my bf.  He cringes, convulses, and projectile diarrheas at the mere mention of it.), Made, Kathy Griffin:  My life on the d list, The Simple Life,....Crap......LIBRARY IS CLOSING....UNTIL NEXT TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114903930587633646?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114903930587633646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114903930587633646&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114903930587633646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114903930587633646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/desperate-measuresand-still-no-wifi.html' title='Desperate measures...and still no WIFI!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114837558335620717</id><published>2006-05-23T04:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T04:13:03.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 WEEK FOR REAL THIS TIME!</title><content type='html'>I miss you so much!!!  I miss blogging!  I have so many pictures to blog!!  BLOG BLOG BLOG  BLOG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm settled and my roommate moved in today.  I should have internet in a week... A WEEK!!?!?  I'm not sure I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously  miss you all.  So sad.  :(  Will blog daily soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114837558335620717?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114837558335620717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114837558335620717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114837558335620717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114837558335620717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/1-week-for-real-this-time.html' title='1 WEEK FOR REAL THIS TIME!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114735708259447846</id><published>2006-05-11T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:18:02.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HG who??</title><content type='html'>Well, my stolen internet has proven to be unreliable.  The nerve of someone making their internet Secured!?  Protecting their documents should come second to supporting a starving college student!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures of the apt.  I have pictures of this gross thing in my apartment that makes me sick everytime I see it, but I don't know how to get rid of it...(That's my hook so you'll all be on the edge of your seats for my next blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at school right now and will startmy next final in an hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm..nothing else new...Just being poor and having my own kitchen!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have internet in about 2 weeks so standby for lots of yummy blogs!  With pictures!!  You like pictures right!?!?  Guys...right??!!  Hello????  Guys!????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114735708259447846?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114735708259447846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114735708259447846&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114735708259447846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114735708259447846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/hg-who.html' title='HG who??'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114637729437093430</id><published>2006-04-30T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T01:08:14.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED IN!!!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY MOVED IN!  Everything has a place!  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114637729437093430?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114637729437093430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114637729437093430&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114637729437093430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114637729437093430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/moved-in.html' title='MOVED IN!!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114550754141193022</id><published>2006-04-19T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:32:21.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to feel better about...</title><content type='html'>HOLY MOLY.  I walked by this car today and had to drive back and take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car's messy, ya'll...but it ain't a LAUNDRY MAT!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/untitled.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/untitled.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Sorry for the picture...I was walking fast and didn't want people to stare at the creep taking pictures of someone's car with my camera phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114550754141193022?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114550754141193022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114550754141193022&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114550754141193022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114550754141193022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-to-feel-better-about.html' title='Something to feel better about...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114533366099945294</id><published>2006-04-17T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:27:09.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Liars &amp; Nudists &amp; Creeps, Oh my.</title><content type='html'>Is it THAT hard to find a roommate!?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far...Lied about credit...asked to be naked....and wanted to know if her 4 dogs were ok.  I said "Yeah, since I specifically said NO pets...go ahead and bring all FOUR..to an APARTMENT!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that I've officially gotten my placement for student teaching.  It's close to my house and I won't have to buy a parking pass for next semester.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days for the apartment!! I'll take pictures as soon as I get the keys!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  I just created the word "jork"  jerk+dork= Jork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW, you had nothing to do with this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114533366099945294?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114533366099945294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114533366099945294&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114533366099945294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114533366099945294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/liars-nudists-creeps-oh-my.html' title='Liars &amp; Nudists &amp; Creeps, Oh my.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114521963306874765</id><published>2006-04-16T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:33:53.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY EASTER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114521963306874765?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114521963306874765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114521963306874765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114521963306874765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114521963306874765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114495393042084010</id><published>2006-04-13T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:50:27.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, except for this one thing....</title><content type='html'>So...I'm trying to find a roommate and it's a little harder then I thought it would be.  I think i've got someone lined up, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for this website that hooks you up with potential roommates.  You fill out a survey about your religion, cleanliness..etc  I was thinking that I wanted to live with a guy.  They're more laid back...they don't steal your clothes...and they don't get bothered by weird stupid stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share with you the response I received the other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey! I am quite interested in your place! I am a professional male. I am a software developer. I work normal hours. I am out of the house by 6:30 AM to go to the gym and am not usually home again until 6:30 PM. I am pretty quiet, love to cook, watch tv/movies, and am pretty busy developing websites at home. I am not a smoker, and only drink occasionally. I am looking for a place where my roommate wont mind my being &lt;strong&gt;NUDE!?&lt;/strong&gt; around the house. Please drop me a line and let me know if you are interested.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114495393042084010?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114495393042084010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114495393042084010&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114495393042084010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114495393042084010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeah-except-for-this-one-thing.html' title='Yeah, except for this one thing....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114465228215171322</id><published>2006-04-10T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:58:02.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY DON'T HATE ME!</title><content type='html'>So I suck.  I am lame.  I am boring.  I've been so preoccupado with school and work and the new apt that I haven't had time to write.  I believe that you all deserve a post so I've scrounged through the pictures on my phone to give you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we proceed I would like to make a public announcement to the folks at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sirs and Ma'ams...While your opinion and curiosity about 'fixin' to be teachers' is appreciated, there is a time and a place for inquirires of this nature.  Reading over one's shoulder as they browse the internet may be considered rude and would certainly be a breech of their privacy. The library is to be a comfortable and QUIET place where library goers can and avoid describing how to 'become a teacher without all the school 'n stuff.'  Your interest in educating our youth is incredibly noble and we would ask that you take this interest to the local school district in your area.  In other words, LEAVE THE GIRL AT THE COMPUTER ALONE AND STOP READING OVER HER SHOULDER THANK YOU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I left for work on time and OF COURSE there was an accident.  I decided that I was going to PROVE to my boss that there really was an accident, so I took a picture!!  HA!  The dog really DID eat my homework!!  IN YOUR FACE LIKE MACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, You be the judge.  Can you tell, AT ALL, that this was an accident that blocked the 2 lanes of traffic back 10 miles??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/accident.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114465228215171322?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114465228215171322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114465228215171322&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114465228215171322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114465228215171322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-dont-hate-me.html' title='SORRY DON&apos;T HATE ME!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114403727460372506</id><published>2006-04-02T23:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:07:54.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW PLACE!!</title><content type='html'>So I've finally decided to move out...again.  I have a roommate.  A great place.  And three more weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114403727460372506?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114403727460372506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114403727460372506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114403727460372506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114403727460372506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-place_02.html' title='NEW PLACE!!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114316763278615710</id><published>2006-03-23T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:33:52.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the award for laziest, nasty human ever goes to!</title><content type='html'>The human that needs this sign to behave properly in a public restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114316763278615710?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114316763278615710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114316763278615710&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114316763278615710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114316763278615710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-award-for-laziest-nasty-human-ever.html' title='And the award for laziest, nasty human ever goes to!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114300127346278139</id><published>2006-03-21T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:23:38.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Girl Who Eats Chick fil'a at 1050 am,</title><content type='html'>The smell of your stuffy, stale french fries, your greazzzy popcorn-chicken, and the sweet, suphocating smell of your room-temperature honeymustard are causing my stomach to contract and I am sorry if I puke on your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/GIRL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/GIRL.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114300127346278139?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114300127346278139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114300127346278139&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114300127346278139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114300127346278139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/dear-girl-who-eats-chick-fila-at-1050.html' title='Dear Girl Who Eats Chick fil&apos;a at 1050 am,'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114297615120086682</id><published>2006-03-21T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:22:31.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So, to continue where I left off...</title><content type='html'>I am not at school and CANNOT stay awake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114297615120086682?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114297615120086682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114297615120086682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114297615120086682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114297615120086682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-to-continue-where-i-left-off.html' title='So, to continue where I left off...'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114293054055347183</id><published>2006-03-21T02:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T02:42:20.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep.</title><content type='html'>Because I'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same reason I eat when I'm not hungry.  And that would be the same reason I talk when I have nothing to say.  And speed when I'm not rushed and make mistakes when it's slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblahblahblhablha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had this dream that my bestfriend robbed a bank. And I was hired to take down her operation.  And I had to save all these peole that were with me because my bestfriend/convict was armed and dangerous.  I finally confonted her in the bathroom of a german train station where she gave me what I came for:  my car keys!!  Because, DUH, that's why i was really hunting her down with a bus-load of scared old folks!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, still dreaming, i'm consoling monica about her time in the slammer, when i realize  I'm late for WORK.  Yes.  WORK! I'm at work ON MY DAY OFF IN MY SLEEP!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now i'm driving my mom's car to SPokane because she left it at my house when she visited (who knows what happened to work).  Everything's fine and great until I have to go to the DMV cause I can't find my license.  I walk up to the counter where some old guy writes a capital "I" on each hand and holds them up.  I thought it was a make shift eye exam test so I said "uhh..I, I?"  Well, turns out I was responsible for knowing some airplane signals!?  WHatever that is...  And then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, why can't I sleep!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114293054055347183?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114293054055347183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114293054055347183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114293054055347183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114293054055347183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep.'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114253531168649186</id><published>2006-03-16T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:16:52.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do?</title><content type='html'>What do you do when all the cleaning is done and there's nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put people clothes on your dog, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/Sarah%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/Sarah%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/Sarah%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/Sarah%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/Sarah%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/Sarah%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause seriuosly...my room really is crazy clean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/bed%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/bed%20035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/bed%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/bed%20041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/clean%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/clean%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/clean%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/clean%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114253531168649186?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114253531168649186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114253531168649186&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114253531168649186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114253531168649186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-do-you-do.html' title='What do you do?'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114232233890920848</id><published>2006-03-14T01:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:54:52.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring cleaning....</title><content type='html'>No, Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under The Bed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All of what you see was on or under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, those clothes on that chair are pretty much always there.  SO, other then that...and the stuff on my desk....everything was on or under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission 1 COMPLETE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for tomorrow's mission...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DESK (AKA...the reason i do homework on my bed):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/HI%21%21%21%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/HI%21%21%21%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114232233890920848?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114232233890920848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114232233890920848&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114232233890920848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114232233890920848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring cleaning....'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114202515892135519</id><published>2006-03-10T15:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:12:39.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK</title><content type='html'>YES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114202515892135519?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114202515892135519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114202515892135519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114202515892135519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114202515892135519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-break.html' title='SPRING BREAK'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114180345278285551</id><published>2006-03-07T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T02:01:58.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you spell... GET OVER IT?!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the missing person reports!  I love you, too.  I took a little blog-vacation and didn't realize that I'd NEVER.UPDATE.AGAIN.EVER!?  I really do appreciate the love!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I will get to my post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;G-E-T O-V-E-R I-T?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apperantly my last blog about &lt;a href="http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/she-cant-be-stopped.html"target="_blank"&gt;Buttcrack Betty&lt;/a&gt; caused quite an upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know, I posted this picture of a random girl at my school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/untitled.2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/untitled.2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is anonymous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my blog-readers (excluding friends and family) know where I go to school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is virtually no way that this girl could identify her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;  HOWEVER.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are seriously pissed, ya'll!! They're creating an ANTI HG website or something!?  They think it was mean and are losing sleep over my cold-blooded intentions!! They're telling everyone about my cleaverly disguised malevolent nature and are ensuring that people judge my character!! (Behind my back, of course!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"HG took a picture of someone's BUTT!  And POSTED it WITHOUT HER PERMISSION!!  What a heartless cow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm nice.  They think i'm evil.  I'll let you be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell a reality show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was my literal thought process before writing &lt;a href="http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/she-cant-be-stopped.html"target-"_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"That is seriously hysterical and kind of gross that I just saw her entire butt and now she's sitting in her too small pants and the chair back is framing her say-no-to-crack!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?  Who should I make laugh with me??  DUDE, camera phone!!  I'll blog it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I say that NO ONE I go to school with reads my blog and knows who I am. IF there was even a slight chance of  buttcrack-owner stumbling accross buttcrack-picture and recognizing said buttcrack....I wouldn't have posted.  DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bothers me that my character is being questioned because of a harmless, and, allow me to repeat, ANONYMOUS picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am even more sad that people validate the pictures in US Weekly...and not this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously sorry If I offended anyone, but my intentions were light hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, without further ado.... I give you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pictures found in GOSSIP MAGS accross the country that actually HAVE cruel intentions, are NOT nameless, and are NOT considered malicious. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((CUE THE TRUMPETS...DRAW THE CURTAINS!!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/BritneysButt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/BritneysButt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't it just make you HAPPY to know that Brit Spears has cellulite like the rest of us!!  God bless the nice man that stalked her and most likely trespassed to get this photo!!!  Let me chip away at his rent by purchasing this $4 magazine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/Paris_butt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/Paris_butt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geez Paris...put some clothes on!  Serves you right for wearing a shirt so short because YOU'RE famous!  The girl in HG's picture that CHOSE to wear WAY TOO TIGHT pants, however, was assaulted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/MaryKate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/MaryKate.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww...is that Mary Kate's butt crack?  I wonder what kind of underwear she's wearing?  Cute boots.  I have no malicious thoughts about the person posting this pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114180345278285551?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114180345278285551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114180345278285551&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114180345278285551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114180345278285551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-do-you-spell-get-over-it.html' title='How do you spell... GET OVER IT?!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13765209.post-114040441866548593</id><published>2006-02-19T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T03:07:46.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Camera phones!</title><content type='html'>So glad...now I can show you all the disgusting stuff I run into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that read, you are aware that I frequent Wallgreen's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd when i say frequent, I mean I go there EVERY chance i get and take advantage of their amazing deals!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...it's 1130pm and I stopped by to get my perscription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to use the restroom...and found THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/razor.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/razor.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a purchased USED razor!?! And you don't have take my word for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/razor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/razor2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we're on the subject of bathrooms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my friend Ali and me getting ready in the bathroom before work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/1600/me%20and%20allicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/93/1223/320/me%20and%20allicia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end on something not disgusting and hairy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13765209-114040441866548593?l=humorgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114040441866548593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13765209&amp;postID=114040441866548593&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114040441866548593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13765209/posts/default/114040441866548593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humorgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-for-camera-phones.html' title='Yay for Camera phones!'/><author><name>Humor Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a535.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_023213af99b4b1d43ba47a201fecd60e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry></feed>
